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asktheplethaura · 3 months
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IOTS AU: Liberation of the Slaughtered
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The info on Leshawna, as of right now- is rather simple. After being rescued from the island, she almost immediately sought therapy and counseling for everything she had endured.
She still has occasional nightmares, but is probably the most mentally sound of the 7 that did make it off the island alive.
She regularly keeps in contact with the girls and Duncan, but has yet been able to talk to Cody despite knocking on his literal door twice.
She is more protective of the others now that this all has happened, and will not back down from getting physical if she sees anything as a threat.
She often had dreams of getting an occupation on fashion, design, or even maybe styling hair. Though, after she had to try and re-assimilate back into society. She found some sort of comfort in programming and computers.
In order to commemmerate Harold, she started working with some work friends on a side project- which is a game called "Harry the Ninja Master' (Which the main character is a ginger haired man with glasses and 'sick ninja skills')
Harold's family heard of this- and started keeping in touch with her more- as well as giving her a pair of Harold's old glasses for her to remember him by.
She wears them, just to wear them (though not for too long, as they will mess with her eyesight) and if she isn't wearing them, she usually keeps them folded up in her breast pocket (which is why she chose that shirt in particular for wear).
Her sense of style is more casual, but she does try to still make sure she looks presentable.
That is 2/7 down. Who should I do next for my AU info logs? CODY ; LESHAWNA ; (DONE)
DUNCAN , GWEN ; IZZY ; EVA ; KATIE (NOT DONE)
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augustinestears · 25 days
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this chapter is honestly a bunch of chaos and i had the time of my life writing it. duncan and Courtney are just being their usual clinically insane selves and duncan ends up hospitalized bc of courtneys sexiness. typical day in the life am i right
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crowwbones · 1 year
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I graciously give you sustenance
lmao so hi hello it is I, a dumb bird, here to offer the TD Fandom a very simple fanfic. No real brain power needed as it just straight up follows the first season episode for episode except there’s two new people joining the main cast. Tobi, a sweet trans masc game streamer that I created, and Mira, an enby spray paint artist with a hatred for authority that my partner made! I honestly started writing it as a joke HOWEVER people started to actually read and enjoy it? So I felt morally obligated to keep going?? 
So basically I’m close to the halfway point in the first season and I barely have time to write due to college so if a 7 chapter wip fic sitting at 31k words sounds fun, feel free to read~
I’ll link my ao3 as I have other plans for this “series” as well as other fandom shit here
And a little blip of the first chapter if you weren’t already interested plz read it seasonal depression is kicking my ass and i’d appreciate the serotonin--
Maybe a summer camp TV show wasn't the worst. Maybe it was just the people he was going to be stuck here with for eight weeks that was going to be the death of him. Tobi was one of the last few to arrive so he didn't really get to hear anyone's names. And from what he could see, no one really looked friendly besides the larger guy in the back. Everyone else looked so mean and angry. The nerves were definitely starting to get the better of him as he pulled his hat down a bit, the purple fluff he called hair blocking his green eyes from accidentally making contact with someone else and somehow starting a fight. Even after falling into the questionable lake water, there was no way he could look these people in the face. They were damp and annoyed.
"This… will be fine. It's a gameshow. It's not like they can kill us." Tobi smiled, trying to convince himself that this entire situation wasn't sketchy or anything.
"Won't stop them from trying." The low monotone voice beside him chimed in with his pep talk, spooking the poor guy for a second.
"Ah hah.…right. Yeah. They wouldn't let someone actually die though, right? That'd be super bad on their part." He turned on the tree stump he had claimed, facing the only person to speak to him so far. They were tall, even while sitting down. He himself only stood at a whopping five foot nothing, so it wasn't unusual for him to basically break his neck to look up at people. He couldn't see their eyes past the mop of blue hair they had, long bangs flopped out from their beanie.
"They probably would." They crossed their arms and fell silent again. Tobi stared for a moment and hummed nervously, facing forward again as Chris waltzed up to them. He didn't even look like he fell into the lake with them.
"Alright! Glad to see you all made it here. Damp. Not my problem." The man seemed to be fairly used to the cameras being on him. It made Tobi wonder if he's done a host show before. "Welcome to Camp Wawanakwa, where you campers will be staying for the next twelve weeks, facing some pretty gnarly challenges in order to win one hundred thousand dollars!" That made the rest of the contestants forget that they were still wet, the promise of that much money practically making them cream themselves.
"First off, before we let you chow down, it's time to divide you into teams! Up first, the Killer Bass!" Chris rattled off the names of the contestants, Tobi being one of the last ones called. He let out a sigh of relief. Being called early meant less people would be looking his way. As Chris began calling the names for those on the opposing team, Tobi faced his maybe new friend again.
"I'm Tobi by the way." He gave them a happy smile. Which was returned with a glance and a nod.
"Mira." Their voice was still monotone but it was nice. A good change from everyone else's loudness.
"Do you use they them or have I been mentally misgendering you the entire time?"
"Call me whatever I guess. But yeah, they she is what I use."
"Rad-"
"Excuse me, am I interrupting something?" Chris crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at the two of them. Without waiting for a response or excuse, he went back to smiling and directed himself to everyone once again. "With that, you guys will go unpack and meet in the mess hall in half an hour! Each team has their own building, guys on one side, girls on the other."
Tobi was a bit bummed that Mira wasn't going to be on the same team as him, but the majority of his team seemed…. Okay. Maybe. He wasn't paying much attention, but he could hear one of the girls mix up communal and communion as he headed off to the right bunk house. So she didn't seem to be the brightest crayon but she was probably super nice at the very least. It was a shame that they were on separate teams. The purple haired boy pushed the door open to the room, staring at the bunk beds before scurrying out of the way for the others. Top bunk would be too sketchy for many reasons. He hastily tossed his bag on the nearest bottom bunk and took the blanket off the bed, hanging it up to block off his bed from the rest of the cabin. He had packed an extra blanket anyway, one much more comfy and way less scratchy than that one. Tobi hopped out of the bed, making sure the blanket would hold with a couple tugs.
"Tch, the hell is that for? We're all guys here, man. Hiding something cause you're a wuss?" Tobi froze for a second before looking at the other guys who were all staring at him, mostly confused. The tall one with the green mohawk was the one talking, arms crossed and eyes narrowed at him. Why was he going to have to room with the class bully?
"I can't have privacy?" The fact that he was short wasn't going to stop the sass.
"Nah, that's just weird." Was his name Dustin? A 'd' name felt right but he couldn't remember it right now.
Tobi just shrugged and hummed to himself as the others exchanged glances, the party guy snickering with the other one with red hair and glasses. He really wished he paid attention to their names. He climbed back into his bed and began unpacking, ignoring the others for a while before he heard a thump on the bunk above him and felt the entire bunkbed shake and move as someone climbed up to the other mattress. Great. Just what he needed. He sighed and finished up, heading out again to kick his few mostly empty bags under the bed before heading to the door. Green Mohawk jumped down next to him, sharp blue eyes staring at him.
"Headin' out already? Don't wanna steal more blankets and make a whole fort?" Was he really trying to tease him for this?
"Well, they said we'd be eating so yeah. And I'm just fine with the one." Tobi kept walking, flinching as his hat was snatched off his head.
"Weird hat. What's with the dorky little spikes?" He held it by the bill, looking at the short orange horns that sat on top of the black hat.
"It's just like that. What's with the lack of keeping your hands off other people's stuff?" It was Tobi's turn to cross his arms, glaring up at this jerk who had a good foot and a half on him in height. Everyone else in this cabin was freakishly tall besides the quiet guy in the sweats and beanie.
"Just curious's all. You just almost look more of a nerd than the nerd." Tobi snatched his hat back and put it on his head, backwards as it's meant to be. He rolled his eyes and headed out the door, looking around the camp. A scream broke the mild peace of the outdoors, drawing everyone's attention. All the guys ran out of the cabin, besides mohawk, and towards the other teams' girls' side, Tobi following along. He pushed his way into the room and couldn't see anything past the many people and the loud shrieking and yelling from everyone. Something about there being a cockroach? Tobi moved towards Mira as she stood in the corner, a smirk on her face.
"Is there really a roach?" She gave a curt nod and chuckled as DJ smashed one of the beds. Tobi furrowed his brow and stood on his tiptoes, struggling to see the bug until it was right at his feet. He took a step back, so focused on the bug that he barely reacted to the axe slashing the bug in half just a little too close to his feet. Green met blue and his heart sort of stopped. That shouldn't have been nearly as attractive as that was. Blush came over his cheeks under the eyeliner stars he drew on himself as the other smirked and stood up, axe slung over his shoulder. Tobi blinked a few times, trying to etch-a-sketch reset his stupid baby brain. The chaos handled, people filed out of the cabin and to the mess hall.
"What a dumb start." Mira looked down at Tobi, at least, faced down towards him. "Let's just go. I can't stand anymore of their bickering." They jerked a thumb at two of the girls, Lashawna and… He was going to say Heather, as they glared daggers at each other. He at least caught their names and maybe a few others here and there.
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sugarlesswriting · 2 years
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I’m only two chapters away from finishing my Boardwalk fic but I just keep making up one shots/ short stories for TDI. 🤣
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bexalert · 9 months
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Hey, how are you? I hope you’re doing well! If it’s not too much to ask, I’d like to request a Chris McLean x (female preferably) reader fluff, of them sleeping in the same bed together for the first time.
Thank you, and please take your time!<3
Hi there, friend! Sorry for taking so long, this completely left my brain lmao, but I’m on it now! Thanks so much for the request ❤️
Falling asleep with Chris McLean
• Ok so Chris can be a bit awkward
• Like he’ll never admit he likes you
• So it might take awhile before you start sleeping in the same bed
• But once you do, Chris is like in love (if he wasn’t already)
• He’s little spoon
• He’s lowkey shy so be nice ☹️
• Definitely wear some fancy silk pajamas
• And he takes FOREVER to actually fall asleep
• tossing and turning for atleast a solid hour. Gets all huffy and acts like you’re doing something wrong.
• “Move overrrrrr.” “*scoff* come on- why are you? Ugh!”
• Such a complainer 🙄
• But once he’s done being a baby, he sleeps like a rock.
• If he’s not being little spoon, he’s being a koala. Arms and legs wrapped around you.
• Talks in his sleep, and it’s very sweet.
• “Yea….that looks nice on you….but you always look nice Y/N”
• He will deny he ever said these things but the way his face gets all red says otherwise.
• When you wake up he’s gonna be splayed all over the bed. Like on top of you, limbs everywhere
• In the morning he’ll sleepily apologize for being so annoying the previous night, but he’s always like half asleep so it’s hard to tell if he’s doing it consciously.
• “Sorry, babe….zzzzz”
• He likes to act like he’s above cuddling but will get all pouty when you don’t cuddle.
• Moral of the story: he’s a spoiled princess 👸
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staarlight-snow · 8 months
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Murky Waters - Island of the Slaughtered
TW: Gore, Horror
[Inspired by "last thoughts - Noah Mudaliar" by muridaecorps (on Ao3) and Island of the Slaughtered by @eavee-ry ]
Silence.
It was so silent it was as if nothing had happened. The wind blew gently against the leaves as the moonlight shone down into the pond. The crimson-tinted water glistened under the rays of the moon.
It was unfair. He would've enjoyed this view. The solitude and silence of the forest, the way the moonlight hit the water just right.
It was unfair. He could be sitting atop a rock, reading his favourite novel – far away from the nuisances and noise that was the camp and his peers but no. Instead of sitting in front of the serene view, enjoying his solitude and short-lived peace – his body floated lifelessly in the pond.
The only thing that ruined this ethereal and dream-like scenery was that of the body of a teenage boy that was cheated from his life. It was unfair. There was no denying, he was far different from other teenagers, yes but just like most of them – he had dreams, he had hopes and aspirations. Everyone did, of course.
So it was unfair. Everything was unfair. This isn't supposed to happen. No one was supposed to get hurt. If he could – he'd find Chris and make him pay for abandoning them on this goddamned island.
The silence in his surroundings was disturbed by the sudden rustling of bushes. The frantic sounds of someone's footsteps ran in closer to the pond. Then, there was a voice.
"Noah?" A voice called out, a tone of worry and fear. It continued to call his name, over and over again, getting louder by the second. What kind of fool would deliberately risk his life to find a snarky, sarcastic know-it-all?
"Noah! Please! Where are you?" It was Cody. His voice cracked as he shouted his friend's name more and louder. The lake came into his view and he stopped in his tracks. He gripped the blood-stained book in his hands harder as his eyes widened at the sight that unfolded before him. "A-ah.." His heart dropped and his breathing stopped for what seemed like a full minute.
A loud gut-wrenching scream erupted from the brunette. He fell to his knees – his eyes welled up with tears as he started to shakenly hyperventilate.
"Cody! Oh my god you're okay!" A person followed from behind, embracing the shorter in a hug. "I thought the killer got to you! Are you insane!? I know you're worried 'bout Noah but-" They were cut-off from their words when they caught a glimpse of the murky crimson stained water in front of them.
The person with him, Gwen, comforted the boy. They weren't close the first few days and she honestly found him like an annoying little brother but as the nights passed and the more murders took place – she found herself as an older sister figure to the other. She couldn't possibly imagine what Cody is going through but she knew how heart-broken he probably is right now.
"Cody… I'm sorry.." Gwen spoke, "But we can't stay here. It's not safe." She stood up, gesturing for the other to do so as well. Cody followed. His mind was clouded, it was empty but somehow it was full of thoughts. It was too much to process, it was too overwhelming.
It was unfair.
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Part 2
Sequel
i needed to practice more on my writing and im very obsessed w this au rn!! i dont rlly write fanfics esp on this acc but we'll let this one slide 🕴️
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noahvember · 7 months
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Noahvember Week
It's here! The moment you've been waiting for! We're excited to finally announce our prompt list for Noahvember. Please read below for more details about the event. Without further ado...
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Noahvember will be held from Nov. 12th to Nov. 18th. Submissions will only be reblogged during this time, but you're more than welcome to post entries after the event!
Onto the prompts! You voted, and here's what we have to say!
Sunday, Nov. 12th | Slice of Life Sunday Glasses / Sickfic / Family & Siblings
Monday, Nov. 13th | Alternate Universes Assistant Noah / College AU / Vampires
Tuesday, Nov. 14th | Teamwork Tuesday Team Escope / Team Chris is Really (x4) Hot / Reality TV Pros.
Wednesday, Nov. 15th | Around the World Wednesday Total Drama World Tour / I See London... / Eel Pond
Thursday, Nov. 16th | The Ship Has Sailed! 🚢 Soulmates / Fake Dating / Personality or Role Swap
Friday, Nov. 17th | Canon Divergence Finalist Noah / Playa Des Losers / TD Reunion
Saturday, Nov. 18th | All About Noah Free day!
There's three prompts per day to choose from (with the exception of Saturday) leaving eighteen prompts to pick and choose from! It's up to you! Pick one of the three for the day, or if you're feeling crazy, combine all three! Throughout the weeks leading up to the event, we'll be breaking some of the prompts down to help you find inspiration.
Remember to tag your works with #noahvember and #noahvember2023. Works can be posted here or other social media sites. An AO3 Collection will be added shortly if you'd like to submit your works there as well.
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Thanks to everyone who's participated in our Google Forms! Spread the word! We are so excited for Noahvember to begin!
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theyluvlyss · 6 months
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hi! i was wondering if you could write dating hc's for duncan and courtney (separate) please?
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𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧 !
but unfortunately, I do not currently write for courtney :(. although, I hope you like what I do have written and that it doesn't discourage you from requesting in the future :).
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𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫
《 ♡ 》 headcannons
───────── 《 .°•♡•°. 》 ──────────
𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :
you went on this stupid, island, reality show to win $100,000, which could've most definitely changed your life for the better. but instead, you got a delinquent meat-head who had... somehow, earned your heart faster than the cash. "how" and "why" is beyond you. but at least you could come up with a list of some semi-convincing reasons as to such...
𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :
fem!reader x duncan - she/her/hers pronouns
𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :
season one (total drama island)
𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :
harsh language/cursing - dangerous elements/themes mentioned - duncan being himself lmao (possibly a little ooc? I apologize if so) - established romantic relationship - casual dominance (cuz ik that can irk some people) - possessive terms (my, his, etc).
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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When you applied/auditioned to be on the show, you didn't actually think they'd pick you. It was a stupid dare amongst friends back home! No way would they pick some random girl with no experience or even a resume from (home/town/city).
And then, they did😃.
Next thing you know, you're being flown out to Canada and then dropped off from a yacht on some random, deserted island. Just your luck to apply for a scammy and sketchy reality show rather than what you were promised...
And, to top it all off, your host might as well have been a sociopath, your chef, a psychopath, and you were now forced to spend your time with twenty-two other lunatic teenagers for eight weeks. Eight. Weeks. To be fully and completely clear, you did not want to be here.
How could this get any worse?
Duncan. That's how.
He irked you at first. No, you didn't hate him. He actually had his moments where you found him quite funny with a sarcastic quip he had said or entertaining with some random stunt he pulled.
But other than that...
"I'm not jumping. I miss the safe zone and get eaten alive by sharks, and then what?"
"Oh'ho, you're jumping, sweetheart. I'll be damned if you lose this challenge for us because you're not a strong swimmer."
"That's not what I said. And what're you gonna do? Make me?"
...you were firm on your dislike for him.
Not that the feelings weren't reciprocated, of course. Though he wasn't exactly opposed to eying any pretty girls he happened to come across, he didn't intend to date. He came to win $100,000, just like the rest of them. And though he had grown used to the way your attitude struck any and everyone who tried to manipulate you into doing something you didn't want to do, at least you weren't Courtney, stick shoved up your butt.
Onto the more headcanon-y portion of this list...
I feel like Duncan actually wouldn't be opposed to random hookups or anything like that. But, once he has specific eyes for someone, he treats things as if he's already bagged them (manifesting king😻✨️). And in this case, them is you. He didn't get the hots right away, but after a couple of weeks or so of spending basically all of his time around you (being on the same team and all), he wasn't too surprised upon coming to terms with those feelings.
Not that you could exactly tell, with him running around calling you "sweetheart" and "angel-face" and whatever other petnames he could come up with on the fly. You figured it was just him being...well... Duncan! Not to mention, you weren't exactly all that fond of him.
Did he know that? Yes. Did he care? Ehh. You'd warm up. He'd actually make sure of it because even if the show didn't end with him either winning the money or getting you as a girlfriend, the least he'd accomplish is wooing you.
He's not gonna sacrifice his reputation for that, so he'd have to play it cool. And during the seventh challenge, an opportunity came to light; he'd help you concor your fear! Not only would it win your team the challenge, but it'd be a huge step into winning over your heart. With peering eyes (and cameras around), he was there to be your tough-love.
"Get over it, toots, it's just (your/fear)!!"
"Do not mess this up for us, or I'll guarantee you go home tonight."
"I've been in juvie with worse than this...!"
But, without any evidence to prove it besides your word and a blushing face, he was totally sweet on you.
"C'mere, sweetheart, it ain't that bad. You just need a little warming up to the idea, that's all~."
"The worst that could happen is you'll be called a chicken. It's not like you'll get voted off. Not while I'm here."
"Babe, you are entirely too cool to be skeezed out by (your/fear). We're gonna have to work on that, yeah?"
Him sling-shotting you through such emotions and behavior was intense. But not as much as the way it kept you hooked. And every time you would start to grow fed up, want nothing to do with him, even cuss him out...
Life (Chris McLean) would manage to thrust you two back together. Until, eventually, you got together. I mean, no official labels or anything yet, but god forbid another guy on either team just breathed sultry in your direction (coughCodyprobablycough). Or if you got hurt during a challenge. Or whenever anyone (butmostlikelyHeather) had it out for you.
And in those moments, I think Duncan wouldn't be as good as hiding his infatuation with you. Not that anyone actually had the gall to tease him for it. Besides, he had managed to make his admiration for you look cool. Always muttering a slick, "She wants me." to his guy friends, or smirking at any intimate reaction you'd give him in front of your peers.
All in all, he's a cocky shit. But he made it work in a charming way that you couldn't quite place, and made you wonder why you were even attracted to it/him at all.
And, surprisingly, he could be quite the gentlemen. Rough around the edges, sure, but see if you ever have to hold a door open for yourself or climb down from something without his hand being offered to you ever again.
He even makes sure to censor himself around you! Er- well, tries. If he deems a curse word too heavy for you to hear come flying out of his mouth, it goes a little something like this:
" ...So I rush 'im, right? And then can you believe the motherfucker-...! Sorry, babe. Can you believe this idiot actually tries to shank me?! Wild stuff, man..."
As if he's not already sitting around the campfire telling the most gorey juvie/jail story ever. But nope, the extra heavy cuss words are the stuff that's impolite for your ears🙄✋🏽.
#it'sthethoughtthatcounts♡.
OH!! And casual dominance? Definitely a thing in the relationship. Mainly from him, with a simple, "C'mere, doll." or a motion of the hand/finger over towards him. But let's not lie and say this dude isn't a sucker for the moments you boss him around...
"Duncan, go grab that for me, please?"
"I'm busy-"
"Now."
. . .
No further protest, your item retrieved and dropped into your hands with swiftness, and a light red dust on his face badly hidden under a scowl.
Things would get serious/official if one of you two got voted off of the island, though. If you got voted off, he'd be sure to give you the most profound goodbye he can in the very limited amount of time he has to actually say it. Make it very clear you're his girl, "...for anyone thinkin' about trying to make a move while I'm not around." And, he promises that if he wins, he's coming for you, and you'll run off together with the money. Cliche, but how could you say no?
If he gets voted off, he sticks on a brave face and basically threatens you to win lmao😭. Think of it as very intense encouragement coming from a deep down place of love.
"Babe, you better win this whole shit, 'cuz I'm gonna be rooting for you back home. Need these losers to see that my girl is the shit."
I could probably go on forever, but I don't want to make this too long :')...
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𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 !!
this is my first post (as in writing/content) ever, so yay me :D ! and for the person that requested, again, I hope you enjoyed this 'cuz it was fun to write ! although I really don't like the title, but I couldn't think of anything better😭...
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
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none :(
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 :
anon <3
𝐓𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :
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prettytingzz · 1 year
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Hello is your request are open? If so could you do Chris McLean x female reader headcanons, where the campers didn't know that Chris has a girlfriend. And they didn't believe him, why would anyone date a psycho like him. But how would react when chef told them that the reader knows and doesn't care, and actually enjoy it (because the reader is psycho too) . And also the reader helps with some of the challenges. When the reader finally comes to the camp. Chris excitedly hugs his girlfriend and being all lovey dovey towards the reader, and campers are more scared because his more psycho than he was before. Chef is use too it. Because he hears Chris calls his girlfriend every. Hour. When. They. Are. Apart. That's explains why he's on the phone, and always gets mad at them for "not being quite" Is Chris protective over the reader? But when the reader is not there, Chris is more aggressive than he was before how would the campers and the interns react, would they try to look for the reader? When the reader comes back what does he do? How would the campers react when Chris says he's going to be a dad, how does chef and Chris react, Everytime when there's food involved now he's always have the best and tastiest food for the reader and it's always in front of the campers too. How would the campers feel about that, and seeing Chris looking at them like, yeah look what MY pregnant girlfriend have! She's better than all of you! Chris would always wants cuddles even in front of the campers. How would Chris react if something happen and the reader ALMOST got hint, would he be more protective over the reader more because one: she almost got hint from one of the things that was post to be for the campers and two: she's pregnant, what would they do while there not doing challenges? Does Chris touches the reader more now that's she's pregnant? Does Chris makes two interns to watch over the reader till he comes back because she almost got hint?
LMAOOO YASSS ALL OF THIS. Sorry this took so long and I’m here to make it up to you babes.
Ok let’s start!
First all when Chris finally told the campers he had a girlfriend and he flew her out here, they thought he was lying obviously and thought it was another challenge. Lmao
“Wait…Chris actually has a girlfriend?” Bridget spoke to her group at the table. Gwen said “yeah apparently and I heard she’s on her way too.”
Chris barges into the eating area with someone. “EVERYONE QUIET AND LISTEN UP! My girlfriend Y/n is here.” You smiled a bit and waved. “Hey guys!”
And boy when I tell you they was shocked..they was shocked.
When they realized you are crazy just like Chris.
“I swear these challenges are getting crazier and crazier ever since y/n came to spend time with Chris.” Said Duncan. Cj started to speak, “Mann you’re not kidding.”
You rang the sound alarms around the camp. “Campers better move on because these savage bunnies are very close to getting you guys. And one more thing who’s ever group is left behind will be walking the dock of shame.”
The next thing you knew all you here was screaming and groans.
“Geez…Chris these bunnies gonna leave a scratch or two on them.”
Also I feel like Chris is more ya know a ass when y/n has to leave and the camper’s definitely noticed it. Chef does not care lmaoo. Literally it’s like hot and cold for the campers. One minute they’re begging Chris to have you come back and be here so he can calm down with the attitude and challenges and one minute they are forcing y/n to leave because they keep forgetting that hey she looks innocent but she’s as crazy as we bf😭
We definitely established this that Chris is one show off he’s going to take any and every moment to boost about you and the little bundle of joy which the campers collectively call the baby chucky😩
Chris does realizes that the camp is not safe and he does become more protective of you. He’s everywhere…I MEAN EVERYWHERE.
Would he actually have interns to watch you to make sure you’re safe? Actually I feel like that’s a no. Like I said HE’S EVERYWHERE WITH YOU. He’ll just have chef take over😈
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writerofadream · 4 months
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Hi! I've never asked one of these before like ever haha so im kinda nervous (ik i shouldnt be) but can you call me Butterfly 🦋 Anon, and can you start a miniseries with duncan tdi x juvie bestfriend! reader? I'd just absolutely adore to read it because I'm going through a TD phase right now haha
... me too butterfly 🦋.. me too
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Fortune favors the Bold ⛓
TDI! Duncan x Juvie Bestfriend! Reader ⛓
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You stared at the gray wall as you had done for the past three years. Last night you had been moved to solidarity when you had bitten a guards thumb off after he had shoved Duncan into a wall when 'recess' had ended. Duncan had laughed so hard he had ended up in solidarity too, sadly he was on the male side of the jail.
It was around three in the morning you had guessed when you heard a whisper of "Hey, princess." You felt your body tense, that wasn't a voice you recongnized.
Your eyes looked up from the spot where you layed on the cold floor only to be met with the face of a pale man with black hair who obviously did not work there. "Are you bestfriends with that crazy dickhead with the greenhair?" The man asked without an explanation. You nodded slowly.
"If I got you out of here and buy you freedom for at least nine weeks will you promise to wreak havoc on a group of teenagers for me?" The man asked a wild smile on your face. Huh.. he reminded you of your brother.
"Hell yeah." You smirked and Chris nearly whooped with excitment if he could get to cons with issues on his show someone was sure to die!
Think about the ratings!
He unlocked the door to solidarity and helped you out, quickly hiding you underneath a delievery cart where you were met with the eyes of your bestfriend.
"Hey, scorpion." Duncan smiled. "Hey tiger." You smiled right back. This strange man had no idea what he was in for. Did he even read Duncan's file (much less, yours?)
Duncan had commited arson, fraud, armed robbery, and assault. (Someone was trying to mess with his girl, okay??)
You had commited armed robbery, manslaughter, and assault. The manslaughter wasn't exactly your fault but thats a story for another day.
Chris smiled to himself as he pushed his two new pet projects. He had bought himself a tiger who was willing to burn the world for a girl, and a scorpion with a twitchy trigger finger. God, he would love if someone fucked up on the show and got either of you hurt so the other would go crazy. He giggled.
This was going to be the BEST week ever.
Chris dropped the two of you off in a hotel, just to make sure you wouldn't escape he sicced Chef Hatchet on you. But neither of you wanted to leave.
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beanzfandoms · 6 months
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I begggg I need more Chris x reader like maybe just a one shot or head cannons of Chris being like a man baby when reader doesn't give him attention I beg of youuu
I'm assuming you are talking about Chris McClain, in which case, I can absolutely give that to you!
Here are my head cannons of Chris being a big ol' man baby:
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Chris is a good definition of what a man baby looks like. He needs attention on him at all times. Whenever things don't go his way, he low-key throws a tantrum.
He's used to things being given to him and has a hard time taking no for an answer.
Imagine the whines that came out of this man when his significant other refused to kiss him. A pathetic man, for real.
Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between Chris and a toddler. He likes to do petty pranks when someone does him "wrong"
In his significant other's case, they have been victim to these silly pranks many times. Whether it be getting locked in their trailer or salt being put in their coffee, they probably have a high tolerance with Chris' bull crap.
Even though Chris has a big ego, he gets jealous easily. When he feels particularly clingy, he can be really suffocating.
He LOVES being complimented about his projects. You can practically see the stars in his eyes.
It's no surprise that Chris gets himself into trouble A LOT, so he definitely needs to be guided with what is right or wrong and LEGAL.
Another point that Chris' significant other has to be the "man" of the house. They usually have to have multiple serious conversations when it comes to Chris' "brilliant" ideas.
Chris doesn't really like PDA but shows his thanks by gifting lavish gifts to people important to him.
He loves to spoil his significant other with material things, even if it's not needed.
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Total Drama: Liberation of the Slaughtered
((Chapter Two: Abyssal Obsoltion))
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((Authors Note: Sometimes... I'm alone. Sometimes I'm not. Sometimes i'm alone... i'm alone.... **Sad cat face**))
Cody had found himself consumed by the world wrapped in darkness and mystery quickly.The darkened hues and mixing sounds all being dulled out by the lifeless haze that was his troubled mindscape. Crashing memories of the past mixed with the melancholid dull haze of the present. 
Trauma and regret and lingering confusion or anger all mixed together in jumbled shades. 
Cody could hardly tell whether he was coming or going, mentally. The time he spent suspended in his mind of downpouring emotions, and deficient substance. 
It felt like falling. Falling, but sitting on a couch both at once. There was no sense of rest or ease. Not matter how much he moved or... tried not to move. Maybe that was the term for it. 
Every little movement from his fingers felt like static. The static that almost felt like you were being stabbed in the center of the affected limb- rather than the soft, tickly, sort of uncomfortable feeling. 
He couldn't tell. 
Just as he tried to block everything out again, within his darkened psyche- he somehow seemed to feel... movement. A presence. Someone that wasn't just himself, there- staring at him. 
Though, from where, he had not the slightest clue. 
It was almost like that feeling that he got whenever he looked out the window- from when they were all on that blood soaked, stupid, stupid island.
Watching... waiting... observing.. maybe. 
Though, despite the discomfort, he didn't feel one thing he remembered quite well. He never felt the malice that accompanied such feelings. Which struck him as somewhat odd, considering just how often these feelings showed up together. 
How peculiar indeed. 
He couldn't tell of this was a sort of strange lucid dream- which was something he had only heard of one time. Or if it was some sort of smaller paranoia attack threatening to consume him if he took his chances at moving or waking up. 
It was like suffocating. 
Intoxicating and the benign morbid relaxation pulled him to try and fall deeper into sleep. 
Though, before he did, he looked around one more time in his barely illuminated mind scape. The walls only lit up with ... a small light in the distance... and.. a familiar face...? 
Cody could consciously feel himself blinking... or what seemed to be the sensation of blinking. Trying his hardest to make sure that his mind wasn't playing with him. That he wasn't seeing things. 
He could see him in the distance... ! 
Noah...! 
Running. 
Cody started running to him, or at least that's what it felt like he was doing in his mind. It didn't matter how or why, or even if he could run mentally. It didn't matter if it was possible All he knew was that the figure of Noah was getting closer and closer and closer yet. 
He could nearly feel him.
Cody could see his dark brown hair and his red and blue shirt and his light cinnamon skin..!
But- the closer he got... the less he was progressing. Where running felt like running- it suddenly decelerated, no matter how fast his legs moved. Running became a canter, and a canter became a jog. Before jogging decelerated into a hopeless, progress-lacking walk. 
This sensation only pulled at his mind cruelly. Reminding him that what he wanted was so far away. No matter how close it just might have been. It it were close to him at all for achievement. 
"Godammit! Dammit... ! Let me move...!" the feeling of freefalling idly soon turned into a feeling of sinking. 
One that threatened to pull his head under crashing waves of water with the density of tar. 
He couldn't move or scream or speak. All he could do was gag at the sensation. This disgusting, awful, lonely feeling. 
Cody looked back up at the opposite-facing figure of Noah and it all became ... clear. At least in his mind. 
This wasn't Noah. Maybe.. this is what his mind was trying to do to understand what Noah had went through- before he found his body. 
Sinking in water and wanting, yearning- begging for help when there was no one there so save you. There was no one there to save Noah from his fate. 
No matter how much time passed... Cody still couldn't forgive Duncan for that. Even if he didn't hate the other man..... anymore. 
He was beyond the point of hate. 
He was too empathetic to hate someone that was just as much a victim as he was. Especially when he still didn't have it as bad as the others who would never leave the island. Families without their kids, because of some ruthless bastard that felt like drawing blood with his greedy hands. 
Cody had forgotten about seeing Noah's silhouette and almost embraced the feeling of... sinking. Falling adrift into whatever depths that his mind was trying to drag him. 
Because after being rescued, he never recovered. Nor did he try. 
Unlike the other survivors, Cody never had anyone to turn to. He never had anyone to go to for support or to pour his anguish onto.
His parents cared about him very little. The fact that they would forget his birthdya despite the fact that he remembered theirs year after year spoke volumes. 
Unanswered texts, and missed calls. All from him to tell them that he was doing okay. Even though they didn't deserve to know.
He reached out for comfort from them, and amidst meeting them the ONE time after he was brought him from that hell on Earth- he knew that nothing would change how his family felt. 
It truly was a sinking feeling. 
A saddening, lonely, awful feeling. 
His mind couldn't help but flash back to the form of Noah... who somehow was still there. 
His pale, tired teal eyes half lidded as he stopped struggling. He allowed the feeling to continue consuming him Because with this feeling of loneliness crushing him- somehow he felt less alone. 
He felt like he truly understood someone else. Even if it may or may not have been true. 
He closed his eyes and just accepted this feeling. Feeling as though his soul was being torn from the inside out. Breached with understanding, and braying with denial still. 
He didn't want to accept what this reality was. 
He wouldn't. 
Because no matter how awful he felt, or how awful some situations were with the other campers- he still cared about them. All of them. Even if they may not have really given half a shit about him when they were alive. 
Not that he would know. 
He would dwell. Because they didn't deserve to be forgotten so soon. Dismissed and regarded as nothing more than a body that didn't even get to reach their parents for a proper burial. 
Just as he felt himself fading back from the little subconscious awareness he had managed to miraculously wrangle for himself- he felt something cold, and clammy on his face. 
Without thinking- he raised his hands- in his mind. Instinctively grabbing onto this cold, clammy feeling, and hugging it close to himself. Desperate to feel something more than this isolation that he had continued into. This self-abandonment and seclusion he wouldn't escape from. 
The clammy feeling continued to hold onto his cheek, and without thinking, he opened weary, eyes, brimmed with unknown forming tears. 
There- he saw them. The cloudy white retna abandoned of pupuls and iris. Dark messy hair, and pale cinnamon skin dampened by the rot a no longer beating heart. 
There was Noah- his dead, ghostly form staring right down at him with an unreadable expression. One that radiated confusion, but also... sympathy. 
"N-..." 
Cody couldn't talk. He was alarmed. Staggering and stubling, he desperately tried to utter out the other boys name. He tried to get 3 more teeny, tiny letters out. To no avail. He tried again. 
"- - ah." 
"N-" 
More and more desperate efforts as he started to panic and struggle, his body writhing as he was overcome with the feeling of drowning. Water flooding his lungs as he tried to struggle to freedom. Sinking, plunging, and descending into even more dark, thick abyss as the ghostly form of Noah looked down at him, reaching out a hand as if he was trying to save him. 
Cody, with one more desperate, deprived heave- slammed his hand up, desperate to feel the others hand again, screaming from the top of his lungs-
"----NOOO!"
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With a sudden, heavy thump Cody screams himself awake, struggling and gagging as he clawed himself out of a blanket he didn't even realize he had on his couch. 
He tumbled to the ground with a heavy thud, panting and groaning as he tried to convince himself he was truly breathing the oxygen that had not truly been witheld from him. 
His heart pumped, overruling whatever outside noise he could have heard as the thumping throbbed in his ears. 
Retaining his breath, and pulling at the hem of his shirt collar to get it away from his neck- he took several moments to process what had just happened. 
Tearing up once more... he just sighed, staring at the ground. 
". . . Noah..."
((To Be Continued))
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augustinestears · 1 month
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duncan and courtney have a completely platonic dinner. because platonic friends lift you by the chin so you can look into their eyes as they reassure you.
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crowwbones · 1 year
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Chapter 2 Preview ~
And a link to the rest of the story!
Besides the mildly rough start with some of the campers, Tobi was having a nice time! The passing week didn't feel that bad on him and most of the others turned out to pretty nice! Except for a couple people. He wasn't entirely sure how Mira was handling Heather, but it probably wasn't going well. Chris also hasn't given them their next challenge quite yet, but that didn't worry him. These shows usually started with something really hard to get people's attention, so the next challenge shouldn't be hard at all! There wasn't much he could complain about except for--
"Hey, Princess, we're all outside, let's go." The door had been tossed open and Duncan shouted from the doorway. Tobi had already gotten used to the shouting, but it didn't mean he didn't flinch hard every time it happened. The purple haired kid was sitting in his bunk, reading a comic with a little battery powered light to brighten up his self made hidey-hole. He stayed silent, trying to pretend that he wasn't there so he could keep reading and not have to join them all outside. It was quiet for a moment before the door slammed shut and Tobi let out the breath he was holding.
"Ha!" Duncan pulled the blanket back, grinning down at him. "You can't hide from me. We're doing shit as a cabin. You can thank the girls for it. Let's go." He snatched the book from Tobi's hands and tossed it on the bed, leaving the other to roll his eyes. Tobi put his hat on and dragged on after Duncan. Courtney was standing in the middle of the team, watching the two boys with a satisfied grin.
"Good, now that we're all here--"
"Not everyone's here, actually." Bridgette cocked her head, followed up by Tyler hitting the ground behind her from a tree. Geoff cackled and DJ shoved over a 5 note.
"Now we are." The blonde smiled.
Courtney shot a glare at Geoff and DJ before clearing her throat. "As I was saying, If we're going to be a team, we need to be a team. And not just the guys and girls hanging out alone. I barely know some of you and… I rarely see you." She gestured to Tobi and he just shrugged. "So, let's just properly introduce ourselves and get comfortable with each other. No need for names, but let's say a bit of what we did before we came here!" Tobi shrunk back and frowned.
He was dragged away from mildly explicit comics for ice breakers? A week into the show?
Courtney went on to talk, at great… great length, about being a counselor for a pre-teen summer camp after graduating high school and was doing online schooling. Tobi held his breath as the conversation inched closer to him. Bridgette was a surfing coach before this, DJ was working with his mother at a sort of homestyle family run diner. Duncan shrugged and just replied with 'juvey.'
"Uh, okay… What about before that?"
"I was in school, juvey again, school, one of those 'troubled kids' schools. Mostly detention and running from the truancy officer."
"Truenc-- Duncan, where the hell are you from?" Courtney put her hands on her hips.
"The U.S. Why?" Tobi took the chance of distraction to move to the other side of the guy, hoping Courtney wouldn't notice. She shook her head and looked at Eva who continued on like he wasn't there. He celebrated in his mind, relaxing a little as the rest of the team talked about their lives from before they came to the island. It got back to Courtney and his heart sank. He celebrated too soon.
"Don’t think I didn't see you trying to weasel out of this. Come on, you're physically the most 'eye-catching' here. You were probably doing something cool!" She was definitely using the voice she used when talking to shy thirteen year olds. Which wasn't as annoying as it probably should have been.
"I uh…" Tobi mumbled and tried to kick his brain into gear to think of a better lie than 'Nothing'. Duncan gave his shoe a kick.
"Couldn't hear ya. Mind speaking up?" Why did he care about this? Was it the want to embarrass him whenever he could?
"I wasn't really doing anything back home." Tobi shrugged again.
"You fuckin' suck at lying." Duncan smirked at him.
Tobi clenched his jaw. "I really wasn't. I just live at home and… stream games sometimes…"
Courtney seemed to light up as he actually answered. "You stream? That's awesome!"
"Ah, no it's a real casual--"
"I've never met someone who was actually succeed at that! Tell us more!" Once again with the weird mom voice. Kind of unnerving the second time around.
"I just do it sometimes. It's not a big thing." She deflated a little as Tobi shut her down, but she backed off about it. And immediately jumped into instructing them to do more activities with the team until dinner. Which was about a good two hours of running around by force. Surely Chris definitely wouldn't use this as an idea for later. Tobi groaned as he sat down in the mess hall, sweater and hat on the table in front of him. He left himself in a tank top, but after all that, he still felt like it was way too warm and the kitchen being a few meters away didn't help in the slightest. Mira sat down at the table across from him, the smell of cigarettes clinging to them.
"You look like a mess."
"You can thank frisbee and stupid tag for that. Courtney yelled at us if we didn't play." He closed his bright green eyes and ran a hand through his messy hair.
"Ew." They seemed amused about his stinky misery but soon got up to get 'food'. Tobi followed, nose wrinkled at the smell of cigarettes. Guess they found a way to sneak those here. The food this time was at least solid, which was a plus. Tobi sat down, joined by Geoff, Courtney, Harold, and Duncan. Though he seemed to be disinterested in the purple haired kid beside him.
Tobi just listened to the others talk, eventually slipping his sweater back on to take up less space on the table. Duncan picked up the hat, examining the orange to yellow horns it had on the top. It made the other nervous, but he learned from growing up that when dealing with hot-headed people you, under no circumstance, take anything out of their hands or say anything about it even if it is yours. Without saying anything, Duncan set the hat down and looked at Tobi before going back to his meal. They all finished up and headed to their cabins for the night, Geoff loudly announcing that the guys are getting the showers first. Tobi was in and out of the bathroom before any of the other guys, sitting on the edge of his bed in a t-shirt and shorts. DJ had came in next and crawled into his bunk, scooping up the stuffed bear he had under his pillow into his arms. Tobi grinned, relaxing a bit.
"What's their name?"
DJ looked at him for a second before smiling, sitting up so Tobi could see the bear clearly. "Biscuit. You bring a buddy with you?" His green eyes lit up as he reached into his fort to pull out his strawberry milk cow squishy. It had pierced ears, septum, and belly button.
"Her name's Sacha. I did all the piercings myself."
Harold walked into the cabin, carelessly tossing his dirty clothes on the floor next to his bed. Hopefully he'd pick them up before someone tripped on them. Tobi held his little cow close to his chest, the two of them gushing over their stuffies until Duncan came back in. Shirtless, of course. What self proclaimed badass delinquent didn't strut around shirtless?
"Of course you have a stuffed animal. What a baby." He snatched the cow from Tobi, holding it above his head to fend off the tiny boy. The purple haired kid stood up and tried to reach around the taller of the two, practically trying to climb him in order to retrieve his kidnapped stuffie. The weirdest part to Duncan was that it was pink. DJ's bear was at least 'manly'. He had to admit that the piercings were pretty cool. It didn't stop him from tossing the cow like a football to Geoff as he walked in.
"Leave my stuff alone!" Tobi pushed off Duncan and faced Geoff, giving him the best puppy eyes he could manage. Which seemed to work pretty well. The blond held the cow tightly for a second before handing it to the purple haired boy, yawning.
"Sorry, man. Not in the mood for fuckin' around. Frisbee's got me beat."
"Whatever." Duncan rolled his eyes as he climbed up the bunk, the others doing the same. Though… Tyler seemed sort of MIA again. He seemed to dig the tall blonde from the other team, so maybe they were doing something? Tobi wasn't sure, but the lights went out without him. He struggled for a little bit in the dark, trying to move as little as possible. But trying to wiggle out of a binder in the dark while lying down was a challenge. Especially in a rickety, mostly dangerous bunk bed. Once freed, Tobi relaxed, cow prepped for snuggles, and got to sleep.
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kowareta-exe · 6 months
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Me waiting for the AleNoah fanfics on ao3 i subcripted to to post a new chapter (i need to make Alenoah drawings but i'm way too busy making my cosplay) :
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enchanted-by-him · 14 days
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Hello everyone,i’ve just finished creating an oc!!
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Comment if you have any ideas on why she joined total drama!!
I also want to some of your suggestions on who is her love interest.I want someone that she is compatible with.Her personality is she is kind,quiet but opens up after awhile,ambivert,both pessimistic and optimistic at the same time.
things she would probably want in a guy is nice,isn’t a jerk,and isn’t too extroverted.
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