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blackgirlwhowrites2k23 · 1 month

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Can you pleasee do where the reader (his gf) and Balde are doing matching outfits a week long and they're posting it on social media (basically soft launching) and fans go crazy about it then at the end of the week one big hard launch😌🫶

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Story Caption: When I'm with you

I fall deeper in love

Swingin'

This feeling is the one thing my heart is sure of

💕💕

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2 weeks later……

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Story Caption: 🙈❤️

Alejandrobalde posted for the first time in a while

Alejandrobalde The Pack🐺🖤

fan1 Boy, you know nobody gaf about Vegas💀 🤦‍♀️Who was that in your story!?!?😝

fan2 Right!! He’s acting like I didn’t have a heart attack when I saw it😭😭

Ronaldaraujo_4 Always a great time with these guys

Alejandrobalde Always🖤

Pablogavi Thanks for the invite❤️

Ronaldaraujo_4 You can’t even drink, aren’t you like 12?

fan3 I wish I could be friends with the Barca boys! They seem so fun 🥲

fan4 They do!

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Ansufati sent you a message on Instagram

Ansufati What’s all this undercover stuff for. We’re not detectives

Yourusername Private, not a secret 😌

Ansufati Ok but we all know who this is

Yourusername Private, not a secret 😒

Ansufati🫣

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Story Caption: 🥰

Ansufati Jesus, you too

Alejandrobalde …….

Ansufati Private not a secret🙄

Y’all cute though. Always matching 🙈

Wish I could see your faces.

Together.

In one photo.

Alejandrobalde💀

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Alejandrobalde posted for the first time in a while

Alejandrobalde 1 year down, infinite more to go

Pedri woah! me and who?😹

fan4 HARD LAUNCH TIME !!!🚀

fan1 1 year! Like a whole year? Where have I been

fan2 Must’ve been around the time since that Paris trip last year, that’s when she first posted him

Ansufati You mean she posted the back of his head🙄

fan1 OmG?😭

Joaofelix79 Young love 🥹🥰❤️

Lamineyamal Who invited gramps?

fan5 love this for them

Yourusername NOOO! You beat me to it😭🫶🏾

Alejandrobalde Couldn’t hold my love in any longer 😅❤️

Lamineyamal I’m going to throw up

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mqsi · 1 year

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hey i love your writing and was wondering if you could do one where reader is besties with balde and he brings reader with him to training almost every time they train but reader is bored so they draw while barca train and they cant help but draw more and more portraits of pedri, analyse him and stuff (like gradually catching feelings for him - crush) and one day they leave their sketchbook somehwere and balde and pedri find it and then everything is up to you :) thank you for letting me rant

Hi love, thank you! As an artist myself I’m happy for this request💙

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You were close friends with Balde so It was expected from him to go and drag you on his practice or anything that included football. You were happy to attend his games but training grounds were something else.

You met a lot of his teammates but watching them train gradually became boring yet you didn’t want to disappoint your friend by not tagging along whenever he calls. You found escape in bringing a sketchbook, at first just sketching Balde in various poses.

You couldn’t help but let your eyes wander on a certain brunette, analysing his form. You respected Pedri as a player and he was also nice in person. But his good looks were a nice bonus as well. You got lost in thought as you pulled the lines on the paper, sketching Pedri’s face. A slight blush crept up your cheeks.

Next time, you let yourself draw his full body. His arms exposed with sweat decorating the skin. You caught yourself analysing his features, the way his nose curved and the stubble on his chin. The way his hair flew in the wind and his eyes turned to honey in the sun.

How he rolls the shorts up and the way he smiles. How he playfully pushes Gavi or teases Ferran. From practice to practice, your sketchbook became full of Pedri in different situations. That’s when you realized that you might have developed a crush for the midfielder.

Just as you placed down the sketchbook on the bench next to you, Balde came running to you, seemingly running away from someone.

“HELP ME” he yelled, pulling you off the bench. You started laughing and played along with the tag game they started on the field. So much that you forgot about the sketchbook on the bench, leaving without it.

On his way back to the locker room, Pedri noticed your little treasure. He immidiately knew it was yours, as he noticed you always holding a pen and 9/10 times looking at him. So the drawings were no surprise when he flipped trough the pages.

Being honest, he did always find you quite cute. The way you scrunched your face in concetration while drawing and how you taught that he didn’t catch your stares.

That’s when he got an idea. Since you already left with Balde, he pulled out his phone and called him.

“We were together 15 minutes ago?”

“Yeah I am not calling for you, are you still with y/n? Can you give her the phone?”

Balde made a face but handed you the phone anyway.

“Hey?” You asked, still completely unaware that your sketchbook was forgotten, let alone in Pedri’s hands.

“Hey hermosa, don’t you think you left something?”

Your eyes widened at the realization. Suddenly, your face was hot and breathing was harder.

“Um, can you leave it where you found it, I’ll come back for it now”

“Uh oh, I’m worried that It’s already in my bag and I’m already in my car so if you want it, you can come over and I’ll give it to you” Pedri said, which was obviously a lie since he was standing in the middle of the field still.

“What?” You nervously asked.

“You heard me, and I don’t see the problem really, it seems that you enjoy looking at me”

You felt your face heat up even more and you tried to compose yourself to speak.

“Fine, I’ll ask Balde to drop me off at your place later today, is that okay?”

“More than okay”

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a/n: I HAD TO USE Y/N HERE CAUSE THERE WAS NO OTHER WAY FOR HIM TO ASK AND I HATE IT

#pedri gonzalez #footballer imagine #pedri fanfic #pedri #x reader #pedri barça #pedri blurb #pedri fluff #pedri x y/n #pedri imagine #pedri x reader #pedri headcanon #pedri one shot #pedri x you #balde #alejandro balde

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going-to-ikea-for-the-fries · 3 days

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What would your headcanons be for the 141 in nursing homes? As in old ass man.

Maybe some extra characters as well? 👀

I'm splitting this up into 3 categories: Physical appearance, personality/behaviour, and overall shenanigans.

John Price

Went bald but still has a killer mustache and a ridiculous amount of body hair and yet all the hair he has left has gone grey. Is SOOO wrinkly. His eyes are hooded/droopy beyond fucking belief.

He's 100% a "Back in my day..." old man. Has def gone half-deaf. Is both a flight risk AND a fall risk but refuses to use his walker/zimmer frame. Is the first one up in the morning, before the staff even changed shifts (consequence of early rising all his life in the military)

Insists on being called 'Captain' by the staff, gives everyone the stink eye if he gets called 'John' or 'Mr.Price'. Sometimes still wakes up dreaming of Makarov and/or Shepherd and spends all day grumpy. Staff hates him.

Simon Riley

Does not go wrinkly. Instead, his skin gets taut and he loses weight and muscle, and becomes skinny/frail. Is VERY hunched over.

Has def lost most of his hearing as well. Is impossible to talk to. A conversation between him and Price spirals from a topic to the next because they misinterpret each other's words. Blasts his fave TV shows (The Price is Right) at top volume all hours of the day.

Has dementia or some other brain degenerative disease, which means he's often lost/confused... So it's not uncommon to see him walking around carrying a cane or umbrella like it's a rifle because he thinks he's still a soldier. Has scared the shit out of night staff by sneaking up behind them with a mask on (where did he get the bloody mask?) and nearly stabbing them with a syringe-like it was one of his knives.

Johnny MacTavish

Does not make it to a nursing home, he's already dead.

Kyle Garrick

Has gone grey but not that wrinkly. Still looks surprisingly good for his age. Is very charming. Wears colourful shirts (Hawaiian and not), and has a nice style... but still wears that stupid bloody hat of his. Has VERY bad hip pain from falling out of helicopters so much.

Is SOOO sweet and polite, and charms all the old ladies AND the nursing staff, every kid that comes visit other grandparents LOVES him. Is the least annoying senior at the nursing home. Also has terrible hearing. Spends his time shouting at Price and Simon to have a conversation.

Still gets taken to veteran/war remembrance days by his family and watches the parades and such... only to look at helicopters with disdain in his eyes and curses them out with a fist.

Alejandro Vargas

Has not gone grey but is a healthy salt-and-pepper. Still keeps his little stubble OR an anchor goatee. Wears glasses now, but they're those types that transition into sunglasses.

His hearing is ALSO shot. Has very shaky hands so he keeps dropping things, especially his pills. Talks crap about everyone with Rodolfo (they gossip in Spanish so no one can hear him.) Is never grumpy. Loves playing cornhole and pétanque.

Is 100% a cougar hunter. Has a silver-tongue and is still so attractive that he just seduces ALL the old ladies. Some of them were still married to their husbands (who were ALSO in the nursing home) and he STILL flirted with them.

Rodolfo Parra

Rudy has gone chubby, wears glasses, and still stays clean-shaven. Wears cardigans and corduroy trousers. Is on a wheelchair.

Is very polite. Spends his time reading in the garden, and likes tending to flowers. Loves a good gossip with Alejandro. Loves playing cards because it's the one game Alejandro cannot play, is very smug about it.

Falls asleep suddenly after meals. Hates Philip Graves with a fucking passion. Hates him so much he still wakes up dreaming about the betrayal in 2022 and gets MAD about it. Wheels himself to Alejandro's room every time and complains. "Pendejo de mierda, Graves."

#asks #moots #cod headcanons #crack headcanons #I promise it's crack #do not take this seriously #I will fill this out with the rest of them tomorrow

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jokersaciid · 11 months

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Task Force 141 + Los Vaqueros wake up to you oiling their scalp in their sleep.

cod x black!male reader.

headcanons incoming,, not the most accurate but.. im having fun so who cares <3.

warnings : nada.

Capt. John Price.

wake up to the smell of peppermint and feeling the wetness resting on his scalp.

probably jumped and touched his head before realizing you were dripping the oil into his hair.

... " what are you doing, love? "

" oiling your scalp, i had a nightmare you were bald. "

laughs it off and turns over to go back to sleep before feeling something silk slip onto his head.

" almost forgot the bonnet (: "

Simon " Ghost " Riley.

woke up immediately and slapped at your hands in self defense.

apologized at spilling your oil while still scolding you on why it's not right to put oil in people's hair while they're asleep.

while he rambles you successful finished oiling his scalp and sliding a silk scarf over his head.

" do you understand now that what your doing is extremely distasteful? "

" yes, pookie. "

" excuse me? "

he slept pretty comfortably with the scarf, even playing with the ends in his sleep.

John " Soap " MacTavish.

his eyes opened to see you leaning over him with the small vile of oil in your hands, the dropper mid pour as he stared at you.

just accepted what you were doing and closed his eyes back.

you rubbed your hands over the sides of his scalp mostly because you couldn't stand his mohawk.

" try as hard as you like, darlin'. this mohawk isn't leaving. "

" oh, just you wait. this is the good stuff."

you just slipped the bonnet on his head, kissed him goodnight and hoped you saw growth by the morning.

Kyle " Gaz " Garrick.

woke up to see you sitting on top of his pillow with some oil in your hands, your own bonnet flopping over your head.

" goodness, baby, i forgot to do it one time. "

" forgetting once becomes a bad habit, my love. "

always remembers to oil his scalp from now on so he doesn't have to see your disappointed face at 2 am.

puts on his own bonnet since he's already up.

remembers to hide the oil before he goes to bed now,, however you always find it.

Alejandro Vargas.

he was having a peaceful dream when he woke up at the smell of oil.

he knew he had no reason to panic so he opened his eyes slowly as he realized he was being straddled by you with an oil dropper in your hand.

" having fun, mi alma? "

" si. "

he allowed you to play in his hair as he relaxed against the pillows, sure it was 4 am but he adored you too much to tell you off.

he tried to put on the silk headscarf himself but failed to tie it correctly. it came off in his sleep.

Rodolfo " Rudy " Parra.

actually allowed you to oil his scalp before bed.

you had forgotten the back part of his head so you were now laying on the bed, feet kicking in the air while rubbing the oil against the hairs on the nape of his neck.

woke up a bit ago at the feeling of his bonnet being pushed up but didn't say anything.

turned around once you were finished so he could admire you.

" is it really that serious, mi amor? "

" i've seen your dad's hairline, rudy, i'll be damned if i let you go out like that. "

#cod x m!reader #cod x black!male reader #rudy x male reader #ghost x male reader #soap x male reader #gaz x male reader #john price x male reader #alejandro x male reader #cod headcanons #nate writes (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

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koris-crumbs · 6 months

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gimme td character headcanons. literally any.

RAHHH okay anything for you pookie. These are mainly for my favorite four but i probably have some more somewhere in this brain of mine

Heather:

Fem lesbian obvious

Her and Noah are best friends bc they both clocked each other IMMEDIATELY when total drama island first happened

By best friends I mean both of them only admit it internally and never to each other

Shitty, homophobic parents meant she ran away/got kicked out 😋

MAJOR mommy issues. her dad just was kinda there and didn’t do anything

despises her siblings but LOVES noah and his own family

Ended up moving in with Noah trust she’s basically his sister

LOVES babies despite what people may think

Immediately falls asleep after eating (yeah she’s one of those people)

Pretends she only eats gourmet food when in reality her fave is honestly just a good, greasy burger from some shitty diner Noah took her too

Since she got cut off she makes Noah, and eventually Alejandro and Court buy everything for her 😍

LOVES her weird off brand total dramaverse jigsaw movies but that’s about the only type of scary movie she’ll watch bc it has no jumpscares it’s just gore basically.

HATES HATES HATES JUMPSCARES she’ll scream

thinks noah’s crush on alejandro is genuinely the funniest thing in the world she never lets him live it down

was stunned into silence one time bc noah flashed a photo of her bald on facetime one night

Immediately clocked Alejandro as being a closet bisexual she genuinely probably knew he was a boy kisser before he did

Courtney followed her private account after the events of World Tour transpired and heather screamed when she got the notification

has a key to Noah’s house bc she lives there (this will come back later trust)

passenger princess every time

Noah:

Gay gay homosexual gay

after World Tour and swearing off of reality shows (for now) he gets a job as a barista at some shitty cafe near his house

he gives Heather free coffee bc girl can’t live without it

drove like four hours to pick heather up after she got kicked out

is the designated driver of the group

also usually pays for everything despite being friends with mainly rich (or previously rich in heathers case) kids

knew he had a crush on alejandro from the start and just kinda let it simmer bc he figured nothing would ever come out of it

he has a mom car. a beat up subaru. he is truly the mom friend fr

carries that photo of bald heather around as a way to get her to shut up if she says anything too mean (usually to owen or izzy)

had to be the one to ask alejandro out and literally rehearsed it for hours

is a surprisingly good cook despite being the youngest of nine children. him and owen cook together all the time as a sort of bonding thing

hes a mommas boy trust. both of his parents are great though

never really went all out for halloween until he was roped into a group costume with owen and team e-scope one year. after world tour alejandro convinced him to do couples costumes with him

the most ATROCIOUS fashion sense known to man

Alejandro:

the definition of bisexual

he has the absolute shittiest gaydar in the world though. I know it

didn’t even know he himself was bi until world tour

ALSO meant he couldn’t tell noah was gay (stupid) and it devastated him on that plane even though he had no idea why yet

THIS BOY HAS JEALOUSYYYYY PROBLEMSSSS

being the youngest and always second best to josé definitely contributed to that

the daddy issues to match heathers mommy issues

always wanted a sister

after courtney and him make up after the events of world tour he basically gets her as one

they shit talk people in spanish together trust

has one sided beef with one of noah’s coworkers bc they have a crush on noah

him and heather stayed close after world tour but he did NOT know she lived with noah. he didn’t even know they were friends.

was always confused on why heather made him drop her off like a block from where she said she lived

was scandalized when he found out heather did in fact not strictly eat gourmet food

hates Owen with a seething passion. this one isn’t even a hc honestly. the hatred after world tour mainly stems from jealousy bc owens so close with noah

“why is he here??” “he’s my best friend, alejandro” “i thought I was your best friend ☹️”

yeah he sticks to that “best friend” story a lot.

noah only starts getting suspicious when alejandro says it’s okay for best friends to kiss just for funsies

him, heather, and courtney have to take noah shopping bc of how atrocious noah’s taste is

doesn’t watch movies in general but he loathes horror movies with a passion bc he’s just like heather and hates jumpscares

noah and court put a horror movie on during movie night one time and alejandro literally almost cut off noah’s circulation from how hard he was gripping

for their first halloween as a couple he made noah dress up as a vampire while he was a werewolf (a better love story than twilight 🤯)

does not. know what to do around babies and toddlers. they make him uncomfortable tbh. what if one crawls over to him? he will kindly pass on that, thank you

one time one of noah’s little cousins waddled up to him and he went 😟 bc he thought noah was testing how good he was with kids

has a key to noah’s house bc he’s down bad and already spends 90% of his time there anyway

neither his nor heathers keys were given to them by noah himself

noah’s momma strikes again

whenever he sits behind her he kicks heathers seat in the subaru

Courtney:

lesbian in denial for a while (lmaoooo i’m dr seuss)

honestly wasn’t even that sad about duncan tbh she was DEVASTATED about gwen though

musical theater kid. probably music kid in general.

despite popular belief i actually imagine her parents being very proud and genuinely good parents. they adore their baby girl

definitely has a big photo of her as a baby hung up in like the main area in her huge house

after heather comforted her she honestly regretted not getting her contact info so she had to resort to finding her on instagram after like a month of searching

her and alejandro had kept in touch so she was surprised when she found out he was best friends with heather and noah as well

100% said the infamous heartbreaking quote to heather during world tour at some point

“why not?” “i wish you were a boy” (sorry)

is a beast and super fan for horror movies and noah’s the first friend she actually gets to enjoy them with bc he doesn’t get scared (unlike a specific two people)

ALWAYS dresses up as a princess or fairy or smth for halloween every year without a doubt. heather nearly had an aneurysm the first halloween they spent together

is scary when she drives solely bc of her road rage which is why noah’s the designated driver not her (heather and alejandro don’t know how to lmaooo losers)

that’s it for them for the moment. maybe i’ll do more for other characters if i think of anything ^^

#total drama #td heather #td courtney #td noah #td alejandro #td alenoah #heathney

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strawbs-screaming · 9 months

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☆Don Flamenco Headcanons☆

My favorite balding man with eyeliner, he is so girlypop and slay

- Keeps accidentally flirting with people, his flirting skills are just on autopilot

- can and will cry over his favorite shows, either from sadness or happiness

- cries when he gets angry, has done this around bald bull, aran ryan & glass joe

- makeup skills ON POINT!!!! will practice makeup on anyone willing (or unwilling if said person has pissed him off)

- the first time he got his wig (shut up i know its not called a wig i forgor the name) knocked off during his fight with mac, he got bullied so hard that he just layed on the floor while staring at the ceiling when he got home, carmen was concerned & considered convincing him to get therapy

- during his emo era he started to listen to my chemical romance, still listens to it to this day, play any mcr song around him and he'll have literal war flashbacks

- went to the forbidden section at spencers and got traumatized (also during his emo era)

- really wants to get his ears pierced but scared of needles & infections

- knew he couldnt escape the baldness™ since it runs on both his mom and dads side

- has had a game of tic tac toe played on his humoungus forehead when he got knocked out during a fight, it was stuck there for 2 months and hes still hunting whoever did it

- good at flirting, bad at giving compliments that dont make him look like a serial killer

- "your skin is so pretty, if i saw it on a purse id buy it as soon as possible, skincare tips?"

- "suddenly i feel like whipping out the taser"

- speaking of skin, he has a 20 step skincare routine & does it with carmen

- had long hair at some point, cut it because someone said he looks like alejandro from total drama island

- drinks fruity cocktails religiously (You can see the joke coming from a mile away)

- loves eating fruit (omg cannibalism)

- really clumsy, not in the "oopsies im tripping again!! 🥺🥺" way but the "i keep knocking shit over & everything breaks in my hands what the fuck" way

- #1 gossip fan, always up to date on drama

- allergic to shrimp, idk hes just allergic to it he seems like the type to be allergic to shrimp

- turns into a tornado siren whenever he sees a bug, doesnt matter if its 1 centimeters tall & moves 1 inch every blue moon he wants it dead now.

- fashionably late at any social event he goes to

- parties hard

- calling his satchel a purse is one way to get him to murder you, it just pisses him off a whole lot

- "Nice purse!"

-"ITS A SATCHEL YOU FAILED ABORTION"

- posing for the paparazzi, slaying as usual

#punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #don flamenco #punch out headcanons #carmen punch out

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total-drama-takes · 1 year

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lavajandro my beloved ♥️ but I do half agree with the trauma headcanons take.

On one hand it is a fun little cartoon and it's not meant to be deep. Trent survives falling off a plane straight into the ground just fine and survives being poisoned

But the Alejandro thing just feels different. If we saw him swimming away (or okay in roti) I'd feel differently but the robot thing was too far. the twisted and broken limbs? the tubes going into his chest and arms? the numerous burn scars? the shiny bald head? The feet? The sad and pained facial expression? Felt awful. Scarred me as a kid and I think the creators enjoyed that too much. And let's not forget he was literally kidnapped and enslaved by Chris.

If Jo didn't complain and Chris didn't add the Robot to the Villains he'd still possibly have control of Alejandro, and when would be let Alejandro out? It was only meant to be to sign release forms and then 1-2 years later Chris still has him sealed him against his will using him as an intern. It all feels so... fetishy.

on one hand I'd like canon disabled Alejandro. On the other hand it shouldve just been a bit and he swims away. The post credits scene and Robot destroyed any sense of humor or entertainment for me

yeah like what happened to alejandro was so fucked up it was such a tonal shift from everything else b/c it wasnt meant to be funny it was just kind of horrible. like what happened to scott at the end of roti was fucked but it was played for laughs so it wasnt the same

#hell yeah i won/almost won wt #i like disabled alejandro headcanons they make the most sense to me #also they make him more interesting as a character tbh #like navigating life facing the consequences of the actions of himself and others (chris)#as opposed to floating thru life like #total drama #td #td alejandro #response #ask

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heathneys · 4 years

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tdwt was actually a self-insert fanfic written by sierra

my friend on instagram, @/gwensface had a story poll on td headcanons! one person said tdwt was actually a fanfiction written by sierra, and oh my GOD it adds up! i unfortunately do not know who said this originally or if this is well-known (if it is well known i will be so sad) but here is my addition to this theory:

in tdas, sierra mentions that she has a gwuncan blog, and states in world tour that it (gwen and duncan’s kiss) was so obvious. and as a fan of a fandom, SO many people ship two characters together because they get along well and have a lot in common (which is totally valid btw!), and sierra IS a fan, meaning that she probably does ship gwen and duncan. writing the kiss is probably some type of therapeutic activity to make her shipper heart feel fulfilled; like duncney shippers writing fanfiction in 2020. not judging you, though, i’m one of y’all.

she gives the presumably undesirable and unlovable, most hated cast member (by her fellow castmates) a love interest which is almost like a reflection of who she is and compliments her naturally. the sexual tension between heather and alejandro throughout tdwt and the sparks is something ANY fangirl would die over seeing happen. so i mean....

she literally makes herself on the team of FAN FAVORITES along with her personal favorite, cody! if that doesn’t scream self-insert idk what else does

the team names are incredibly “basic” and could be fan-made, like team victory? (ironic and) just pure lazy. team chris is really x4 hot? sierra adores chris, hello?

team amazon wins the most challenges overall so the biasedness here um...

she wants cody and the two antagonists to make it to the final three, so she writes herself off, but wants an enemies-to-lovers trope to replace duncney so she writes in an aleheather finale.

the awful ending of alejandro being stuffed in a robot suit was probably to transition to a sequel, AKA tdas

maybe the songs were practice??? maybe sierra’s a huge musical geek and wanted to make td-themed songs

tdwt is literally a redemption of sorts for heather (she doesn’t become a good guy or remain a bad one, but literally won all of us over), so of course sierra would write about her fav winning a season (even if ezekiel stole the money but um)

sierra stuffs in so much teen stereotypes in tdwt to appeal to big audiences

TOPHER CO-WROTE THIS!!

fanfic writers have a habit of sprinkling in canon references in their work, so the references of chris’s past and such could’ve been that??? and blaineley making an appearance a more personal connection since celebrity manhunt is theoretically sierra’s favorite drama channel

SIERRA’S BALD HEAD AT THE END OF TDWT IS A REFERENCE TO ‘I TRIPLE DOG DARE YOU’ (!!!)

her fic blows up and in an interview the cast members are forced to read excerpts of it and are speechless

that last one wasn’t related to the plot of tdwt but. PLEASE just imagine some of their reactions:

bridgette — “there’s no way i’d make out with a pole!”

cody — “... n-no comment.”

courtney — “... i plead the fifth.”

duncan — “i plead the fifth as well,”

dj — “i can’t imagine ever harming animals!”

gwen — “i’m not even allergic to eucalyptus!”

heather — “what type of loser spends their time shipping real people with made up dweebs?”

harold — “it’s actually a very fun actuvity, thank you very much!”

that’s all i have for now but please please let me know what you think!! i love sierra (not her actions, just sierra!) and this theory so much, and i’m honestly not even mad about that

this was so fun to write shdja i full-heartedly stand by this theory i love it with my entire heart

#can you imagine....#fresh tv pls confirm #shoutout to whoever thought of this first! its amazing!#AND DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HOW SIERRA COULDVE BEEN AN INCREDIBLE ANTAGONIST...#td sierra #tdwt #total drama world tour #total drama #its 1:30 am #i’ll stop now

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yeeeeeeeeeee-haw · 4 years

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Heather as a Trans Girl? Interesting, Any Headcanons about it?

- when she went bald it was a tough time for her but eventually it made her feel more empowered in a way because she still passed really good

- on her bad days Alejandro gives her a lot of compliments and Heather says things like “shut up” but inside it helps a lot

- In WT Sierra said something like “you pass so well!” And Heather almost had a panic attack because she thought Sierra would out her but instead she said “I leak personal things all the time but not stuff like this,if it makes you feel better you aren’t alone”

That’s mainly it, sorry for writing a lot smh

#ask

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shallxt · 6 years

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Meme: Know the Mun through the Muse!

What inspired you to try/create that muse/s: I was so hyped when they finally revealed a new Saiyan that wasn’t a OP, boring-ass clone/God fucker. And it looked like he had lore! History lore with Universe 7! And when I heard Kaggyfilms (Alejandro Saab) was voicing him, I just had to jump in before anyone else could. He really got me back into rping since I was itching to roleplay DBZ badly. Shallot just had every little thing I like in my protagonists I just couldn’t resist. And I was surprised at how many people liked Shallot when he was just a sideblog to my DBZ OC.

What is inspiration for that muse/s: In-Game! Shallot of course. As well as various Shounen and video Ggame protagonists. Goku is in there as an inspiration as well as Yusuke Urumeshi and Cloud Strife. But I try to stick to in-game Shallot as much as I can, listening to all his sound bytes and stuff.

Thread/AU that made you really happy: My Xenoverse AU with @saiyanandproud is really fun and got me to make my what-if training scenario with Shallot and Zahha. Also she’s the first real shippy thing I’ve done on Tumblr with Shallot. I also enjoy my weird AU with @friezx because he’s an idiot and drives the poor lizard to drink. I also love any of my threads with @lcrdbeerus, @stoplickingthingsweird, @radmanraditz / @nappainanotherdimension (BALD DAD BALD DAD) and @angelfccdie. I also LOVE LOVE @urumisu-nicetomeetyou and Shallot’s interactions, they’re so cute it HURTS. i CANT FORGET ABOUT MY ZAHHA @dual-sword-zahha too theyre so fucking gay i love it and I love anything I do with @blue-and-blonde

Something really special on your wishlist: Angsty shit with the Saiyan in Red. All the gay shit with Shallot. Threads with any of the other Z Fighters, stuff with Goku and Vegeta and Nappa. I also just wanna unload some harsh Sadala lore truths (my headcanons lol) on Vegeta and just watch his brain just blue-screen.

Something you are looking for in short future for your muse: o boi i can’t wait until i can finally use these god damn super saiyan shallot icons. or...some deep lore bombs and flashbacks with shallot and saiyan in red.

Share something related to your muse! uh...we both like to eat i don’t know

What do you think about character’s design/how do you came up with this: SLAMS FISTS ON THE TABLE I LOVE SHALLOT’S DESIGN!! Papa Toriyama does it again and is horny on main while doin’ it. Again. He finally decides to cohesively color the tail the same color as his hair. Also the blues are nice, Toriyama always designs characters and colors them nicely. I really love the similar yet different design of the Ancient Sadala armor but giving him some more meat than the U6 Saiyans and bringing the tails back, because he’s obviously U7.

What your muse teached you: You shape your own indentity and destiny. Don’t let the bad times keep you down, because the bad times are just times--that are bad. - Shallot probably but this is just dialogue from Animal Crossing.

What is roleplay for you: A fun hobby and a creative outlet. Something to pass the time and explore the depth of characters that otherwise might not have any of don’t get any. And it shows your love and appreciation for the characters! It’s fun!

Just say something nice about other mun!: @urumisu-nicetomeetyou, @saiyanandproud, @friezx, @radmanraditz, @stoplickingthingsweird

*strums guitar*

i love ya bitches. i ain’t gonna stop lovin’ y’all bitches.

Tagged by @saiyanandproud

tagging: all of you if ya want idk

#dash games

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blackgirlwhowrites2k23 · 5 months

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Heya! Can I pleaseee get a Balde one where he comes to visit you unexpectedly in your uni dorm or flat and you have to try your best to hide him 🥲🫶

Summary: “When I dialed 6-1-1, Repair Service

She said, "Hello, may I help you please?"

I told her something must be wrong with my phone

'Cause my baby wouldn't hang up on me”

You’ve been caught up with preparations for your exams and you’ve put your phone on DND. You told your parents but you forgot to tell a certain someone.

A/N: Thank you for the requests! More Balde is on the way !!! This one's also about 2,300 words which is more than I've written for the others so enjoy!

It was nearing midnight and your dorm room was shrouded in the dim glow of a desk lamp. The air was a mix of the vanilla-scented candle you'd lit (because who said studying couldn't have a hint of vanilla-scented goodness?), the heavy weight of late-night cramming that threatened to make you fall asleep, and the unmistakable anxiety that hung thick around these times. You were buried in textbooks and notes, fully immersed in the world of exam preparation; it was like a battlefield, and each page you turned was a strategic move. Your desk was a war room, scattered with the casualties of highlighters and sticky notes. With a crucial test looming on the horizon, you had put your phone on "Do Not Disturb" mode all day in hopes of getting all your work done and fully being prepared for your upcoming finals. With your notifications silenced, the only sounds that reverberated through your dorm were the rustling of papers and the occasionally frustrated sigh that came from the depths of your soul and empty stomach.

You had made sure to inform your parents about your temporary digital escape, not wanting them to worry and assume something bad had happened–knowing them. Thoughts of a time when they'd practically filed a missing person report because you forgot to text back for a few hours came to the surface causing a soft smile to grace your features. You were glad you had people who worried about you. Speaking of people who worried about you, you had kinda forgotten to clue in a certain someone—Alejandro, your boyfriend. With a big game on the horizon for the star football player, the anticipation was probably cranking up his stress levels so you decided it best to let him be fully focused anyway. He’ll forgive you. You chuckled at the mental image of him panicking after receiving a missing person report from your parents after you two had spent the whole day together laughing and catching up.

As the clock ticked past midnight, you were in the trenches; engrossed in your notes, oblivious to the multiple missed calls and messages from Alejandro.

Outside your door, there was a soft melody that was almost like a distant echo, barely audible at first but gradually growing louder with each passing second. The muffled thumping of heavy bass reached your ears, accompanied by a tantalizing melody that teased the edges of your memory. You definitely knew the song, but it was so muffled that you couldn’t quite catch the words. It was the kind of tune that, under normal circumstances, would have lured you out to join the invisible party or belt out whatever lyrics were being played in the hallway.

However, irritation crawled under your skin as the music continued to infiltrate your room. At first, you tried to brush it off, but the irritation morphed into a gnawing frustration, and you felt an almost growing urge to do something about it. The fantasy of storming out into the hallway to confront the culprit played out in your mind. You imagined yourself going out there and asking if they were “out of their damn mind” and to “turn that noise down” or maybe taking the polite route and requesting to turn it down, which would be a remarkable level of self-control. Or maybe doing a little bit of both.

With a sigh and a reluctant shake of your head, you decided that enough was enough. It was time to restore the peace. Taking a deep breath, you steeled yourself for the confrontation ahead. Whether through a polite request or a no-nonsense intervention, you were not going to fail this test because you were too busy turning up to your dorm neighbor’s music.

You swung the door open, ready to give a piece of your mind, only to be met with the sight of Alejandro, a mischievous grin on his face, holding a portable speaker playing the soulful tune. Confusion flickered across your face, but before you could react, he grabbed your hand, pulled you into the hallway, and began to dance and sing.

"What in the world, Alej!? Boy, do you mind explaining why you're playing music outside my door at this ungodly hour?" you asked in a sort of hushed shout as a mix of irritation and amusement was in your tone as you crossed your hands across your frame.

He grabbed your hands again and twirled you in a spontaneous dance move, still singing, "Mr. Telephone Man, there's something wrong with my line. When I dial my baby's number, I get a click every time!"

You couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected serenade, even as your irritation lingered. "Seriously, though, what are you doing here?"

He flashed you a playful smile and continued to sing, "Mr. Telephone Man, there's something wrong with my line. When I dial my baby's number, I get a click every time!"

Your confusion deepened, and you shot him a bemused look. "Be forreal, is this some kind of weird initiation prank or...?"

With a twirl and a flourish, he sang the next line, "When I dialed 6-1-1, Repair Service

She said, "Hello, may I help you please?"

I told her something must be wrong with my phone

'Cause my baby wouldn't hang up on me!"

It finally clicks. You couldn't decide whether to be annoyed or amused. "Okay, wow. You are petty."

He finally paused his impromptu performance, looking at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Just thought I'd drop by since my baby doesn’t know how to answer the phone. I thought I’d add a little musical magic to your study night and bless you with my singing skills. You know, since I’m you’re good luck charm."

“I thought I was your good luck charm,” you raised an eyebrow, caught between a sly smirk and a reluctant smile. " And I thought you had a match coming up, so I thought I’d let you focus. I didn’t want to be a bother.”

“We’re each other’s lucky charms.” He chuckled before he placed both his arms firmly on your shoulders as his face got serious, "And you’re never a bother. Don’t let me hear you say that again or you’ll hurt my feelings, man."

You couldn't help but shake your head in disbelief as you waved him off. "You could've just knocked, you know."

"But where's the fun in that?" he replied, starting to dance again. "Mr. Telephone Man, there's something wrong with my line..."

You sighed, unable to suppress a smile. "Alright, fine. You win. But let’s bring this inside. If anyone sees you making all this noise they’ll be on my head. People are trying to study."

With that, he pulled you into your dorm, the catchy tune of "Mr. Telephone Man" playing lightly and serving as a great backdrop. It was unexpected, ridiculous, and utterly Alejandro. You couldn't deny the warmth spreading through you as you joined him in the spontaneous dance, grateful for the interruption. Your initial annoyance melted away into laughter as he picked you up and twirled you around, still belting out the lyrics with an endearing off-key charm. The unexpected serenade had you in stitches, and you couldn't help but marvel at the lengths he went to surprise you.

“Oh, wait. I almost forgot.”

He put you down and darted back outside. You stood there, a mix of emotions swirling within, wondering if he was leaving. However, to your surprise, he returned moments later, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a gift basket filled with snacks, comfort food, and a selection of your favorite movies.

As you peered into the gift basket, a grin spread across your face. "What's all this, babe?"

He chuckled, reaching for a snack. "Just a little something to make sure you're fueled up and relaxed for your big day. I’m also hungry though so some of these are for now."

You picked up a kisses chocolate bar and raised an eyebrow at the note attached. "Kisses for good luck?" you read aloud, a playful groan escaping your lips. "Alejandro, you're so corny."

He grinned, teasingly nudging you. "You secretly love my corniness."

You bit back a smile, holding up a Tootsie Roll with a note that read, "You'll do great, toots." "This is quite literally the corniest thing ever," you teased, groaning in affection.

He laughed, "Admit it, you love it."

You attempted to deny it with a nonchalant shrug, but the smile tugging at your lips betrayed you. "Maybe a little."

His eyes twinkled with amusement. "That smile says otherwise."

You rolled your eyes playfully, but couldn't hide the affection in your gaze. "Okay, fine. Maybe a lot."

He leaned in, planting a sweet kiss on your forehead. "That's what I thought."

The gesture left you speechless, and your eyes glistened with tears of joy. Alejandro noticed your tears and immediately grew concerned, reaching out to wipe them away. As you explained the mix of emotions that overwhelmed you, he responded with a snort, teasingly flicking your forehead and calling you a crybaby.

The music still lightly played from the speaker, and just when you thought the night couldn't get any crazier, there was a knock on the door. Your eyes quickly went over to your digital clock that read 1:30 am. Shit. A whole 30 minutes since visitation hours ended. Panic flashed across both your faces as you hastily tried to hide Alejandro. His attempts at concealment were comical at best—behind curtains, under blankets, and even suggesting he'd hide behind the door. You couldn't help but stifle a laugh at his antics.

"Hurry up, Balde! Behind the door? Seriously?" you whispered, trying to keep your voice low while conveying the urgency of the situation.

He shot you a sheepish grin, "Hey, it could work!"

You rolled your eyes, "Not a chance. Get in the closet!"

The knock persisted, and you shot a quick look at Alejandro. With a dramatic flourish, he threw himself into the closet, making you cringe at the potential noise. You shushed him with wide eyes, "Quiet! We're going to get caught."

He hushed back with an exaggerated whisper, "I'm Miles Morales, silent and stealthy."

You bit your lip to suppress a giggle. "More like Alejandro Balde. Loud as hell and clumsy. Just stay quiet!"

As you tried to rearrange the room to look somewhat normal, Alejandro couldn't resist making a joke, "If they ask, you’re going to try out for the cheer team and I was helping you practice."

You shot him a glare and pressed a hand to your lips. He returned the gesture as you closed the closet door.

The knock on the door grew more insistent, and you quickly continued to shuffle around, trying to make everything look as normal as possible. You shot one last glance at the closet, silently praying that Alejandro could keep quiet.

You quickly adjusted yourself, doing your best to look casual as you opened the door. The RA, a stern-looking figure with a perpetual fake customer service smile, squinted suspiciously.

"Everything okay in here?"

“Hey, girl. Hey.” Real smooth. You put on your best innocent smile, "Yeah, just studying and things of that nature."

She raised an eyebrow, glancing around the room. Her eyebrows lift in appreciation as she hears the music. "Ooh, I love this song. But, don’t keep the music up too loud it’s late."

You nodded, "Of course."

She squinted, looking at the closet. Panic bubbled up inside you as she took a step closer, and you desperately tried to divert her attention.

"So, how's your night going, girlll? Any exciting plans?" you asked, hoping to steer the conversation away from the closet.

She tilted her head, seemingly amused, "Just making my rounds, you know. Checking up on everyone. I caught some people trying to sneak people in past visitation hours so I had to do a sweep of the floor."

Your neck began to get hot as you played along. “Oh wow, who would do something like that.”

You tried to divert her attention, but she wasn't easily swayed. With a raised eyebrow, she approached the closet, and your heart raced. As she opened the door, you closed your eyes, readying yourself for an explanation.

To your surprise, she closed the door without a word, patting you on the shoulder and bidding you goodnight. Bewilderment washed over you as you rushed over into the closet, only to find it empty. You furrowed your brow in confusion, searching around.

“You need help finding something, ma’am.”

You turned to him, a mix of relief and confusion on your face. "How did you...?"

He winked, his voice barely above a whisper, "I can turn invisible, remember?"

You chuckled softly, rolling your eyes. "You're something else, Alejandro."

He laughed, "Well, we didn't get caught, did we? Now, I can think of something else we can be doing..."

You giggled but waved to him, "Uh Uh, none of that. These walls are super thin."

He pouted, "You're no fun."

You shot him a playful glare, "Says the guy who tried to hide behind the door."

He chuckled, "Fair point. But you have to admit, I added a bit of excitement to your study night."

You playfully rolled your eyes, "Yeah, yeah, Mr. Telephone Man. Let's just hope we don't get another surprise visit."

You spent the rest of the night watching movies, eating snacks, having fun, and cozying up next to someone you knew would always worry about you when you needed him to.

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blackgirlwhowrites2k23 · 7 months

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Can you write going on an aquarium date w alejandro balde and you just giggle at him most of the time bc of how childish he looks when he sees all the animals and stuff😭 sorry its kinda vague but i need the balde fics out here😣

Summary: Finals are coming up and your general marine biology class has got you all types of worried. Balde to the rescue! A trip to the aquarium never hurt nobody.

A/N: I know you want to beat my ass right now for how long this took, but I was having some personal issues so I had to be away for a bit. I should be all alright now though! You probably already got someone else to write this but I still felt like I owed you this at least. That aside, there really is a lack of fanfiction for some of my best boys. So here’s one for the bestest of the best boys: Balde himself. I took a little bit of a spin on this so I hope you don’t mind, Anon. Also, shout out to women in STEM! (Also I don’t own any of these pics or video so credit to the original owners)

“I should be at home—studying,” you started to complain. It was futile to try to argue with him once he got so riled up about something, and as you stood at the start of the aquarium it was clear that it was a lost cause.

“Why do that when you could be here, with me; your awesome boyfriend,” he wiggles his eyes in an obnoxious manner that only serves for you to scoff in fake annoyance.

College life was definitely not easy and while you're confident in your choice of major and your ability to succeed, it’s hard not to get nervous. Especially when it’s just the beginning and your general studies classes are already throwing you for a loop.

You had initially planned to be cooped up in your house all day doing nothing but going over the material, reviewing, and then reviewing some more. Then, when that was done, take the longest nap of your life.

That had been the plan. That was until you received a text at 9 in the morning that effectively threw those plans out the window.

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Baldie 👨🏾‍🦲💖

Be prepared in an hour. Wear something nice. I’m coming to help you study😼

You

Going to watch Spiderverse again

will NOT help me study.

Baldie👨🏾‍🦲💖

What?

Babe No…

Just be prepared☝🏾😼

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As you walk hand in hand through the entrance of the aquarium, an immediate sense of wonder lit up Alejandro’'s eyes; as the soft, pillowy blue cascaded across his features it was hard to decide what would occupy all your attention: looking at him or figure out what exhibit to look at first.

He was like a kid in a candy store, or in this case a kid at an aquarium. His excitement was palpable, and you couldn't help but giggle at the way he bounced on his toes, his enthusiasm infectious.

The first exhibit you come across is a vibrant coral reef, a living breathing tapestry of colors and textures. Alejandro's gaze darts around, absorbing every detail.

“Woooahh! That looks like a brain,” he points dramatically at the various Australophyllia wilsoni that you both had the pleasure of stumbling across. Balde, in his infinite wisdom, presses up as close to the glass as he can to imprint every detail in his mind’s eye.

You were in just as much awe as he was, but you definitely went about it in a more formal way.

“That’s actually the Australophyllia wilsoni, or a Wilson’s brain. Like all coral, these guys are super important for the environment with keeping the Ph and oxygen balance within the water.”

He turns to you with a grin, eyes wide, and asks you to continue on about the different types of corals and their natural habitats, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. You humor him. With a chuckle, you launch into an impromptu lecture, weaving scientific names and geographical locations together like a basket, and you the expert weaver. Alejandro's fascination only grows, and he listens intently, occasionally gasping as a particularly striking fish darts by. It was clear that he was overcome with a sense of eagerness; he may not have understood every single thing you said but he would sagely nod and act like he did.

The enormous tanks all appeared to be their own living, breathing universe, packed with colorful marine life. A complex tapestry of coral and other organisms. As you move from tank to tank, his excitement never ceases.

The jellyfish exhibit captures his attention next, and you find yourselves lost in a world of languid, mesmerizing movements and ethereal effervescent lights. Alejandro's laughter rings out as he playfully imitates the up, up, up movements of the jellyfish, almost like a dance meant to capture anyone who witnesses it. You can’t keep up your professional facade anymore and you go up, up,up, moving your arms like you were floating. You immediately feel the joy bubble up within you, making you light, and yeah, maybe you were floating.

You were glad that particular exhibit was empty though, because you both probably looked real crazy.

You have to remind yourself to never talk about fish around Alejandro because once you got started–he never wanted you to stop. You could see why though. The aquarium fish were everything and more. Their colors danced in the ethereal blue light, casting mesmerizing reflections on the glass walls of their world. Behind the glass, they felt so close, yet sooo far away.

“You know I once caught that fish with my bare hands” he points to the nearest fish as it darts past you both and makes the gripping gesture with both of his hands out.

You follow the direction of his finger, see a suckermouth catfish, and playfully hit him on the arm.

“Boy, be so for real right now.” You have to immediately walk away though because, in your laughter, you had said that entirely too loud.

“I’ve lived many lives, woman.”

The rays in the touch pool become the next unfortunate victim in his boundless energy as Alejandro all but races you over to the waters. He reaches out to touch the sleek backs of rays gliding through the water, his eyebrows going impossibly higher up on his face as he fails to contain his pure delight. You can’t help but snap a picture as he squeals, or manly show his appreciation as he would put it, the perfect embodiment of elation.

As you explore, you find yourselves in the tunnel under the massive shark tank. The world above you transforms into an aquatic ballet, with sharks and rays gliding gracefully overhead. Alejandro's grip on your hand tightens as he whispers in awe, comparing the canopy to a majestic underwater sky.

“Am I not like, the best boyfriend ever?” You look away from him for a moment and see a pair of sharks, presumably a couple if their size difference and proximity are any indicators, and hum thoughtfully.

“I don’t know. Lemme pass this test first and I’ll get back to you on that,” you stare into a different pool, his eyes this time, and immediately get pulled in. It’s hard to keep up your cheeky game when he’s that damn fine.

“How bout I give you a kiss and we’ll go with yes,” you have to hold on to the railing of the enclosure to keep yourself from falling in.

“That’ll work too.”

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