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that-kid-fromtheplayground · 1 year

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🄸'🄼... 🄹🅄🅂🅃 🄶🄰🅁🄱🄰🄶🄴... ¿🅁🄸🄶🄷🅃?

𝚃𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝

Everyone in the Total Drama Island show knew how you were, calm, kind and caring and... lovely, yet they kept pushing you around and literally not giving you a second of peace.

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—Hey Lindsay! Want to see this thing I found?— you asked excitedly, hiding something behind your back, the apologetic smile she gave you made your own one drop for a pair of seconds until it came back a little shakier than before.

—um- sorry Y/N, not right now, maybe later!— she apologised, before running to find Heather with a big smile on her face, you looked in shame at the pretty flower you found and let it fall to the ground with a sigh, letting yourself look sad for a second or two only to smile brightly again, as if nothing happened.

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—Hello Courtney! How’s it going?— you asked with a sweet smile when you saw the brunette girl outing her cabin, she didn’t even bothered to answer with anything other that a huff as she entered her cabin again while closing the door with a loud thud.

<<She must be stressed or smth...>> you thought as a way to cheer yourself up, and changed that droopy expression for your usual bright smile, wich you are starting to think it’s a little stained...

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—Hey Y/N! Come over here!!— you heard Duncan say from the distance, you tried not to show the excitement in your eyes as you nearly dropped your breakfast plate on the table to run to the boy.

Anyways, a cold bouquet of water fell on you from the ceiling, wetting your hair, skin and clothes in an instant as the little ice cubes felt like bullets when they hit your head. You smiled a little pained and gave a thumbs up to everyone who was looking, before “laughing” (kinda bittersweetly tho) at the “joke” thrown at you not even wanting to finish your first meal of the day anymore.

—heh, good one Duncan!!— you said through your teeth, wanting to burst into tears but having to hold onto the “good, sweet and never-hurted caring girl” steriotype that everyone seemed to have gifted you with

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You wanted to talk to someone, oh you wanted to get rid of these horrible feelings that made your chest heavy. You’ve set your destiny on Gwen, knowing she would not laugh at you or anything like that, If anything she may not know how to help you but she’ll listen.

But when you finally found her, in the bathroom, crying, you knew she must’ve been going through so much that you didn’t feel in the right to ask her to listen to you and comfort you no more, so you put on your brightest smile and sat next to her, took her hands in yours and encouraged her to tell you what was troubling her, deciding to keep your feelings to yourself for a bit more of time.

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And then, a few hours later you were running from Heather, who wanted to hit you with a stick because you accidentally tripped over your feet and dropped your wattle bottle on her.

—COME BACK HERE YOU STUPID DICKHEAD- UGH!!!— she shouted, throwing the huge and thick wooden stick at you, and you felt your senses go numb for a pair of seconds when that thing hit you in the back of your head.

The boys laughed. They FUCKING laughed. At you. AT YOUR PAIN. And you couldn’t help but hide the tears and swallow the lump in your throat having no other option but to smile widely (and falsely too) and get yourself up from the ground while pretending that you didn’t feel the bleeding running down your knees and the pain in the back of your head.

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You were just casually walking by, feeling the events of these last days rubbing off on your happy persona, and you started to think that you were real trash because nobody liked you, maybe Gwen... (but just because you listened to her thoughts), Lindsay (because she likes everyone) or Beth (because she is nice and treats you with respect) but you were sure that anyone asides from them would ever come to like you basing off their behaviors when it came to you.

And then you bumped on someone, thing that got you out of your thoughts as you tried your best to steady yourself and the person you bumped to. When you looked up you discovered you’ve just bumped into Trent, who was with Cody and Geoff talking, and I say was because now they were looking at you.

—I- I’m sorry Trent, I was daydreaming about a bunch of good food, the food here is horrible lmao— you joked, putting on the best of your fake smiles.

—Oh, yeah, don’t worry...— he said while smiling kinda awkardly, you got the hint that he wasn’t that fond of you being there and turned to leave, but were stopped by Geoff taking your arm.

—Your hair is- Idk how to say this but it looks like shit... would you like any help to make it look better?— he said, while Cody nodded excitedly, surely because he was desperate for some female interaction.

—Nu-uh, but thanks!— you said, freeing your arm from Geoff’s grip in a kinda more aggressive way than intentioned, but when you acompplished you turned your back to them and started fast-walking to your cavin.

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Now, two days since the last scene, you’re sitting by the lake, hugging your knees to your chest while looking at nowhere in specifical, while everyone’s at the Hall, having lunch. You’ve been sitting there, hidden by some big ass leafs, since yesterday night, and were sure that nobody had noticed your absence. And well, you weren’t right, everyone was dead worried because you were nowhere to be seen and nobody knew where you were.

Well, actually, a person did knew where, because he had eyes in every imaginable place. And so, not much later the lunch break ended, you heard shifting behind you, and as you recognised Chris inbetween the weed, you hugged your knees even closer to your chest, wanting to hide yourself, and you closed your eyes shut.

However, he ends up finding you anyways, because he is Chris McLean and you are one of his campers (and one of his money makers too).

—Y/N?? What the hell! You do know how worried sick everyone is about you, right??— he says in a huff when you finally end up entering his visual camp.

However, when you don’t respond with your usual cheerfulness and just try and make yourself a little ball even more his attitude changes a bit.

—Um... you ‘kay there kid?— he asks, going out of his usually cocky persona while walking closer to your figure until being right behind you —Still no answer uh?— he says when the silence overcomes the ambient for a good pair of seconds.

You can hear shifting behind your own body and before you know it, Chris McLean, the host of this sick ass program you’re in, is now sitting right by your side and putting a hand on your shoulder shaking it lightly.

—Aw c’mon! Tell ol’ uncle Chris about it!— he jokingly pleads, finally getting you to get your head out of your knees and look at him with oh boy, those before filled with happiness eyes now full of tears.

—I-It’s- I- Everyone hates me- — you manage to choke out, the tears finally streaming down your cheeks while you looked at the black-haired adult with serious sadness in your expression, Chris’ eyes went wide.

—Wha-? Haven’t you heard me before??? They’re all worried sick about you!!— he exclaimed while taking his hand off your shoulder due to the shock of your words, and that only made you sob even more.

—I would be worried sick about Ezekiel too even If I hate him, Chris! They do hate me!!— you screamed, now your mascara from yesterday finally ruining itself because of your salty tears.

—Hey- Hey! Don’t say that! I’m sure they don’t!— The adult panicked, looking at you with eyes full of pity.

—I’ll say it again even! They do hate me!! They pull bad pranks on me! They threaten to hit me with a stick! They close their doors at my face just because I say “Hello”! They remind me how shitty I look!! THEY DO HATE ME CHRIS!!!— you exploded, turning yourself to face him completely while so and weakly punching his chest as a way to "prove” your points.

—Hey, calm down kid!— he tried to steady your trembling body by the shoulders, looking scared, he has never been in this kind of situation because he certainly hasn’t cared for another’s human feelings in oh so long, but you don’t calm down and continue crying-screaming all the bad things that haunt you.

—They prefer the villian over me! They pushed me off the cliff because I wanted to not jump! They made comments over how I act and they imitated me just to make fun of me! Heather made a cut on my arm with her kitchen knife because I accidentally touched her hair! They always treat me as garbage and you want me to think they don’t hate me???— You practically screamed your lungs out with your eyes firmly closed, and now that you were finished you were panting and breathing erratically while the tears wouldn’t stop falling from your eyes.

—Okay, Enough here kid!!- I’m the host! You don’t get to talk to me like tha-AAAAT!— he was a little pissed at your attitude and was ready to scold you but suddenly he felt how you threw yourself at him, making him fall on his back while you desperately hugged him as If your life depended on it.

He looked at you highly shocked, but seeing how you were on top of him and you were a pretty grown up teenager and realizing that he didn’t have too much opportunities of getting you off him he opted for huffing and hugging you back in a tight embrace while you got his T-Shirt wet with thousands of tears.

At some point, Chris truly felt sorry for your shivering presence in between his arms, he sure didn’t care that much about his campers and you could see that If you looked at the challenges he set up for all the teenagers in that island to play, but he indeed felt sorry that you, a 16 y/o teenager had to pass through this much. Aaaaaand this type of scenes would be a great way of making the others feel bad and make them do some things, also this would be great blackmail material to be usen on you but you were so vulnerable and fragile right now in between his strong arms that he decided against it (to his much surprise).

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After a huge while of crying in the comfort of the adult’s arms you fell asleep, giving Chris the chance to sigh in sorry (for you) and relief from finally being free from your strong grip and slowly rolled you until you were no more on top of him, and so he got up, took of his T-Shirt and tucked you in it, as a way to keep you warm, a few seconds later he carried your sleeping body bridal style to the common Hall, in which all teenagers were panicking because now Chris was gone too.

He opened the Common Hall doors with a kick and a frown with your body still safely being held in his arms and let the teenagers (+Chef) look at him wide eyed at the sight of your tear (and mascara) strained cheeks and the highly unusual frown in Chris’ face.

—Campers. We’ve got to talk.— was all that he said while Chef came to him to take your sleeping body from his arms so he could have total mobility.

And while Chef took your body with a kinda bothered expression because Chris made him do the work again and muttering something about that kids being dead or smth like that, the shout that the TV Host let emerge from the very back of his throat resounded throughout the entire camp.

—WHAT. THE. FUCK. MADE Y’ALL NOT THINK THAT TREATING A PERSON LIKE GARBAGE COULD MADE THEM MISERABLE????—

—Chris- you- you are without T-Shirt ya kno- —

—I FUCKING KNOW LINDSAY. I FUCKING KNOW!! NOW LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHITS-

DO YOU KNOW THROUGH HOW MUCH OF SCREAMING MY BEAUTIFUL TV HOST EARS HAVE HAD TO GO THROUGH 2 FUCKING HOURS THANKS TO YOU????—

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A/N -> Should I make a part two? Tell me yes or no through ask box or comments I don’t rlly care where lmao.

Anyways, sorry If anyone is ooc because I’m like at the 7th episode of the first season so...💀👍

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justins-1-justan · 7 months

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Doing spooky activities with total drama characters!

It's spooky season! ^=^

Dj!

Horror movies?

Hahahahah. No ♡

You both stay in and cuddle while watching the Simpsons Halloween specials while eating candy.

You also wear matching halloween pajamas!

The moon has long been in the sky this Halloween, younger trick or treaters had already gone home and the older ones which stayed were met by the cold autumn breeze. But bundled up in soft throw blankets, wrapped in each other's arms as the fire roars, is you and Dj. An old episode plays, you feel your eyelids grow heavy, you rest your head against DJ's shoulder as you slowly drift off to sleep.

Geoff.

You can probably already guess,

Of course you're both going to a Halloween party, if not throwing one yourselves!

Matching costumes!! This year you're the grim reaper and a ghost! Geoff is the ghost & you're the reaper ofc!

Laughter, music, and a cheerful energy paints the party. The flashing lights reflect in his blue eyes, he twirls you as the monster mash booms on the speakers. The two of you party all night, for a holiday that's supposed to be scary, it made such joyful memories.

Izzy!

You both scare the daylights out of trick or treaters.

Your job was to stand on the porch with the candy bowl, candy bowl which is filled with fun sized candy bars disguised as full sized ones.

Izzy's idea of course.

Meanwhile Izzy would hide in the bushes in her 'franken-izzy' costume waiting to jump out at trick or treaters.

You successfully made six kids, three teenagers, and one adult man cry. Congrats?

From your peripheral vision you can see a child in the horizon approaching, you stand in position on the porch. The child, dressed like a minion, steps onto the porch. Per Izzy's instructions you hand them the 'full sized' candy bar. They smile happily and thank you and then.... "BOOOO!!" Izzy yells out at the child. After causing the child to subsequently drop their candy, earning a glare from the child's parents, Izzy practically dies of laughter while holding onto your shoulder.

Scott.

Hehehahaha, he took you a grave yard.

Yep.

A grave yard.

The scheme is that you'll get so scared you'll fall into his arms.

.. Let's just say that doesn't go as planned.

The moon shines brightly down upon you and Scott walking hand in hand in this abandoned graveyard. Boredom creeping over you, an idea dawns. Holding back giggles, you loudly let out a piercing howl like scream, causing Scott to quickly jump and whip his head back towards you. He glares at you and let's go of your hand when he realizes you're fine, he continues the pace of walking you were formerly at, you quickly chase after him and grab his hand, giggling with murmurs of apologies.

Area fifty~one alien Cody~Clone from S3 EP15 & briefly S5 EP7!

Breaking him out of area 51 for the holiday wasn't as difficult as you would think!

After convincing the guards you were a trick or treater, they left to go grab something to give you, then you simply walked to where he was being held and busted him out.

Since he had been in a government facility for years, he's never seen a scary movie before! Oh no!

So you decided to take him to the local AMC and see the latest horror movie.

You bought him popcorn and a slushie.

The two of you sat in your seats, interlocking your hands as their movie starts. The first jump scare happens and instinctively, you grip his hand tighter. Only to hear him let out a whaling scream. You turn towards him and your face pales as your boyfriend's arm turn completely into green goop.

Bridgette!

You both go pumpkin carving!

She carves a sailboat meanwhile you carve a classic jack o' lantern.

More matching costumes!! She dresses as a mermaid meanwhile you're a prince/princess!

The smell of pumpkin surrounds the kitchen you are both sat on the floor of, you look up from carving your pumpkin to see Bridgette dead focus on carving the perfect pumpkin, to the point she doesn't notice the pumpkin guts on her cheek. Giggling to yourself you wait for the next time she's turning her pumpkin around to scoot closer to her. You wipe the pumpkin guts off of her cheek, she turns her attention towards you for a brief second and you take the opportunity to sweetly kiss her cheek. Successfully catching her off gaurd.

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planetatlas · 8 months

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~ Sanctuary ~ Duncan (TDI)

Summary: You and Duncan are childhood friends. After Duncan leaves for the show he got cast on, Total Drama Island, all the both of you do is count the days until he gets home.

Content: Fluff, you patiently waiting for Duncan to come home, Duncan using his love for you as his coping mechanism for getting through the show.

A/N: I listened to Sanctuary by Joji the entire time I was writing this. Just a bit of childhood friends to lovers fluff.

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It was summertime. Five year old Duncan was currently chasing a five-year-old (Y/N) through the park. The sun was shining, Duncan could barely hear the birds whistling and cars driving by over the wind rushing through his ears as he ran as fast as he could after you. “TAG! You’re it!” He screamed as he finally got close enough to slap your back lightly. He watched you turn around before he took off sprinting the other direction. You were getting closer, and closer, until your little hand began reaching for his arm. You were so close to touching him, just a little further and-

He felt a slight poking sensation on his butt, then fully woke up when he felt something poke him in the nose. He grabbed whatever was poking him before standing up and snapping it in half. It was a stick. The other members of his team were using a stick to wake him up. He was more than a little irritated, as not only had he warned them not to wake him, but they also used a stick and poked him instead of just shaking him or yelling or literally anything else. On top of that, they interrupted a dream of a fond memory he has of when you two were children. It was the day you two had met. As he demanded an explanation and then proceeded to teach his team how to win dodgeball, you stayed in the back of his mind. He wondered if you were watching him right now.

You watched as Duncan led his team to victory in the dodgeball tournament, this episode’s event. You laughed quietly to yourself at the fact that he managed to turn the tournament into a game of one-sided prison dodgeball. You felt slightly bad watching the other team get demolished, but you were happy for Duncan for winning that episode. As it ended and you turned your TV off, you bid your parents goodbye as you grabbed your things and headed to your room. As happy as you were that Duncan was offered such a big opportunity like this, you also felt lonely. It felt a little selfish, but you missed Duncan a lot. He was basically the only person you talked to, but you tried to keep yourself occupied by talking to and hanging out with your other school friends. You just wished you could communicate with him and see how he was doing. The show he was on looked a little brutal, and you couldn’t help but worry about his well-being.

This place was starting to get to Duncan. He didn’t show it outwardly, but it was starting to drain him and he felt like he was going insane. He knew the viewers of Total Drama Island probably believed it was all for show, but this show was actually physically dangerous sometimes. The only thing that kept him sane and determined was counting down the days until he got to go home, to you. He sat on the steps of his cabin and watched as everyone mingled about since this was one of the rare moments the cameras weren’t stalking them and they got to hang out together freely. That was another thing that got on his nerves, the constant invasion of privacy. It was all stacking up and causing him way too much stress to be normal. Courtney walked over to him and asked if he was okay, but he shrugged her off, giving her the excuse of being tired and not in the mood to socialize. That was partly true, he only really wanted to socialize with you at the moment. He wondered what you were up to, how you were doing, what you had been doing since he’d left. He wished you were here with him. He then thought about his “relationship” with Courtney. The producers, directors, and Chris thought it would be a great idea, as it would bring in more publicity and spice things up, but Duncan found that he just could not make it real no matter what. However, he knew exactly why he couldn’t feel for Courtney romantically.

She couldn’t compare to you in his eyes. You were the one who held his affection, no one else.

You were sitting in bed, watching YouTube on your laptop. You were having trouble paying attention though, as your mind wandered to Duncan again. The episodes of Total Drama Island were getting more and more shocking and dangerous, and it made you wonder just how much of it was fake. Surely they wouldn’t knowingly endanger several minors to this degree, right? You were just glad that Duncan has made it this far unscathed. It reminded you of when he’d get into fights or hurt himself doing something stupid and you’d be there to patch him up, like always. The distance and inability to contact him was starting to weigh on you a little. You really missed him, but at least you got to see him and hear him talk, even if it was through a TV screen. You were grateful for this, as he wasn’t afforded the same luxury with you.

Duncan laid curled on his bunk, one of your hoodies tucked into his chest. He’d made sure everyone else was asleep before bringing it out, he didn’t want anyone else to get a hold of it, much less know about it. They had done the “Phobia Factor” episode today and it took a lot out of him mentally. Initially, he was scared stiff at the mere idea of hugging a Celine Dion standee, but when he got up to it, memories of you and your comfort gave him the courage to go through with it. Before he hugged it, he just remembered the times when he’d freak out if you two passed one when you were out together, and you would tease him for it. However, when the nightmares would come the night after you always comforted him through them, not a hint of teasing or judgment to be found. He breathed in the smell of your hoodie, which was lavender laundry detergent. The moonlight was shining through the window, hitting the object in his hand perfectly and giving him full visibility to it. It was a locket, to which you had a matching one, with a photo of you in it. As time went on, he felt as though this show was as bad as juvie, with no contact with you. He was grateful he was able to bring your hoodie and the locket this time, since he couldn’t have them in juvie. As he considered it, he’d probably want the items here instead as sometimes this place felt more traumatizing than juvie. The lavender scent from your hoodie lulled him to sleep that night, unaware of someone who happened to catch a glimpse of what he had been holding.

You were struggling to sleep that night. You kept reminiscing on memories of you and Duncan. They were brought up when you watched the most recent episode of TDI. The fact that Duncan actually admitted to his fear of Celine Dion music store standees and had to hug one was hilarious to you. You remembered all the times he would jump when you would pass them, and then you would remember the many nights you had comforted him after a nightmare about the stupid things. It may be a silly fear, but you never looked down on him for it. It was just a part of who he was, and you took it in stride along with everything else. It didn’t change your perception of him, he was still the same guy you loved with all your heart. You then began to wonder about the romance he seemed to have with Courtney. You wondered if it was just some random romance for publicity or if it was real. It looked real enough, but something felt off. Maybe you just knew Duncan too well and could tell when he was acting or wasn’t being sincere about something. You hugged your plushie to your chest, trying to ground yourself and distract your mind from the topic. As you hugged it, you thought about how you got it. It was a plushie Duncan had won you at a carnival a couple of years ago. It was cheesy, just a stuffed rabbit, but it was special. It was the first thing he’d ever gotten you. Whenever you had to be separated from him for a while, or even if the smell would just start to fade, he’d spray his cologne onto it. It was subtle, but it smelt like him. Everything about him smelt like it; his room, his clothes, even his shampoo and conditioner came in the same scent, but it was his and it comforted you. You reached over and opened your matching locket to see the photo you had taken of him one day when he wasn’t paying attention. You fell asleep with the locket still clutched in your hand, which your parent took and put back on your nightstand before turning the lights off when they came to check on you after seeing your light still on.

Harold, DJ, Geoff, and Owen snuck into the Killer Bass cabin after seeing Duncan walk into the cafeteria hall. They dug around Duncan’s bunk for a moment before DJ pulled out a plain black hoodie. “It smells like lavender,” he informed the others as they gathered around to look at it. Harold then brought up the point, “I mean it’s just a plain black hoodie but I don’t think he’s the kind of guy to use lavender laundry detergent, and it’s weird that we’ve never seen him wear it,” the other boys murmuring in agreement and confusion, wondering why Duncan would have such an item and not wear it. “Look guys! Check this out,” Geoff alerted before pulling a locket out of Duncan’s pillowcase. Owen opened the locket before gasping in surprise. The other boys gathered around and saw a photo of a person in it. They began to question who it was and if they were the reason Duncan wouldn’t pursue Courtney romantically outside of camera view. Then they heard the door slam open. Everyone screamed when they saw Duncan, who looked like he was about to explode. Needless to say, they didn’t attempt to pry into Duncan’s life and warned everyone else not to either, but they didn’t tell anyone what they saw. They felt it was personal and believed it should be Duncan's choice whether or not to talk about it.

You were watching the newest episode of TDI with your friends, just talking amongst yourselves when you weren’t glued to what was happening on screen. One of your friends asked you how you were doing with Duncan being gone for the show for so long, and you admitted that it had been a little difficult but you were grateful to them for helping you and keeping you busy. They began teasing you for having a crush on Duncan, saying you were “so in love”. You just rolled your eyes but you kept watching the TV as your eyes would stay glued to Duncan. One of your other friends then asked how you felt about his romance with Courtney, to which you responded saying it didn’t bother you that much seeing as how you weren’t dating and he could make his own choices. You didn’t admit that it did make you quite jealous, as you didn’t feel like it was your place to be.

It had been months since he started TDI. So many people had gotten sent home, and finally, it was his turn. He made it to fourth place, he wished he could’ve won but it’s better than nothing. He was more than a little annoyed when he was brought to Playa Des Losers after being eliminated and seeing how much better it was than Camp Wawanakwa. Despite that, he was trying to enjoy what little time he had there. Since he was fourth, only three more people needed to be eliminated before they all went home which wouldn’t be long. Courtney did approach him at one point, talking to him normally before asking if he wanted to make their romance on the show real. He turned her down politely, stating that he already had feelings for someone else back at home. She inquired if they were dating and if the kiss they shared on the show counted as cheating, but he told her you weren’t dating but he still did it just for the show. She understood, turning to walk over to Bridgette and Geoff sitting by the pool. His mind then swarmed with thoughts of you. He was still counting down the days until he could see you again. The thought of seeing you made his entire body buzz and fill with warmth.

Seeing Duncan get voted off did sadden you a little, but you were also growing more excited by the day. Duncan came in fourth, which meant the show would end soon. Soon, he’d be back home, back in your arms. You could hardly contain yourself as the days passed by and the show finally ended with Owen being the winner.

The day of his arrival was finally here and you couldn’t stop bouncing with excitement. You’d been anticipating this for so long. You watched as the plane landed, he’d texted you when the boat brought them back to the mainland telling you he got soaked and had to change before the flight. You laughed at that, and continued to wait patiently. Finally, the plane landed and the contestants began filing out. You stood there anxiously, searching for the green mohawk you’d missed. You noticed a few of the guys from the show do a double take when they saw you, but you figured they just had you confused with someone else. Finally, he came out of the loading dock and when he saw you both of you froze. You didn’t know what to do, you were so overwhelmed with excitement and shock and happiness that your brain stopped functioning for a minute. It seems like his did as well.

When Duncan exited the loading dock and caught sight of you, it felt like time froze. To him, no one else existed at the moment, and how could they when you were finally in front of him? After a minute he shook his head to clear his thoughts, vaguely taking notice of the other former contestants staring at the both of you, but he didn’t have time to process it as he lunged at you, engulfing you in a hug. You hugged him back just as tightly, jumping up as he reached you and wrapping your legs around his waist. His arms flew behind your back and pinned you to him, squeezing so tightly you would think he was trying to suffocate you but you didn’t mind. You two stayed like that for a while before releasing your hold on him and dropping back to the ground. You grabbed him by the hand and said, “Let’s go get your luggage and go home.” All he could do was nod dumbly like a lovesick puppy as he followed you to baggage claim.

You and Duncan were in your room, laying on your bed with you slightly leaning against stacked pillows and Duncan laying on your front with his head on your chest and your arms around his back. Duncan had music playing softly on your TV, and you were just basking in each other’s presence until Duncan let out a quiet hum. You nudged him to question what he was saying, and he brought his head up to rest his chin on your chest, looking you in the eyes.

“You know the thing with Courtney wasn’t real right? None of it was.” he questioned you.

You replied, “Of course I did. I know you well enough to know when something is off,” rolling your eyes at the end.

Instead of a snarky reply, Duncan simply looked at you thoughtfully. He looked like he was gathering his thoughts and figuring out what to say before opening his mouth. “The fake romance with her did make me realize I need to admit something I’ve been hiding for too long.”

“Oh? And what would that be?”

“That I’m in love with you. The distance and not being able to talk to you or see you didn’t help either.”

You stared at him wide-eyed, mouth slightly open with shock. He watched your reaction for a moment, before disappointment crossed his face and he went to speak again before you stopped him. “Before you say it, don’t be sorry because you didn’t make anything uncomfortable. I’ve been waiting to hear those words for so long.”

He looked shocked for just a second before soft warmth filled his eyes. “Well if I knew you’d been waiting I would’ve told you sooner. In that case, would you go out with me? And do me the honor of going on a date this weekend?”

“Absolutely, I’m all yours,” you smiled gently as you responded to him. He gave you a content look before laying back down onto your chest, beginning to doze off as happiness and love filled his body. He felt like he’d been waiting for this forever, been waiting to be here. He’d been waiting to come home, to you.

His sanctuary.

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A/N: I loved writing this one, it's just so adorable to me. Feel free to request anything!

#td duncan #total drama duncan #tdi duncan #tdi duncan x reader #duncan x reader #tdi #td #total drama #total drama island #td owen #td dj #td geoff #td harold #td courtney

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confusionmeisss · 5 months

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☆ Lipstick Stars ☆

Awsten Knight x GN!Reader (no pronouns other than “you” used) || fluff || tw: none (if there is, pls let me know!)

Summary: You’re sick of seeing Awsten use lipstick to draw his stars, so you take matters into your own hands.

*Note: hii lovelies!! thanks for wanting to read this!! this was born out of a dream i had.. it’s not very long, i know. but i finally finished something for the first time in months! pls be kind, i am sensitive. but constructive criticism is always welcome!! it is how we grow to be better after all!! 💘💋

word count: 659.

Awsten had a tendency for doing things the ‘wrong way’. Majority of the time it was harmless. It just really annoys people, is the thing. And when people try to tell him the right way to do it, he will double down. He really likes being petty and annoying.

“Please, Awsten, just let me do this?” You beg. “You cannot keep using lipstick. By the end of this, you’ll have permanent red stains on your face!”

“I’ll be fine,” Awsten says, reaching for the red lipstick tube on the vanity. “I scrub it off really well when the show’s over.”

You let out a huff. “You use soap and water. You’re using liquid red lipstick that dries matt, and you use soap and water to wash it off when the show’s over! There’s always stains left on your face. It takes me forever to get you to use a makeup wipe!”

The unnatural redhead just grins at you through the mirror.

“Awsten, just let me use the right stuff!” You beg, using puppy eyes. He always breaks for your puppy eyes. “I promise it’ll be so much easier to clean off your face.”

Awsten looks at you and starts slowly unscrewing the lipstick tube, a shit-eating grin taking over his face as he does so.

Damn, puppy eyes let you down today.

You narrow your eyes at him before letting out a huff.

Awsten’s grin turns smug as he thinks he’s won The Great Lipstick Star Battle. But he should know by now your need to do certain things right. Especially makeup.

He turns around to look into the mirror, bringing the stick up to his face. A mistake on his part.

You tackle him to the floor while he’s distracted. He lets out a shriek.

You snatch the lipstick out of his hand and toss it behind you.

“What the fuck?!” Awsten shrieks as he looks up at you with wide eyes.

You let out a giggle. “You should’ve known better than to think you won this battle.”

“Get off me,” he says, turning to lay on his back, you now sitting on his stomach. There’s no real heat behind his words, so you just smile down at him.

“No,” you sing-song as you uncap the liquid face paint you’ve been holding this entire time.

You grab ahold of his face and bring the stick down to above his left eyebrow.

He lets out an amused huff, closing his eyes, relaxing his body. He surrendered. You’ve won The Great Lipstick Star Battle of 2022.

You’re careful as you draw his stars. You know how big they’re supposed to be. You know the importance of them. You wouldn’t fuck them up.

Besides, Awsten wouldn’t have surrendered as quickly and as easily as he did if he didn’t trust you with his stars.

When you’re done, you kiss his nose and cap up the face paint. “All done.”

A smile falls on Awsten’s lips, causing you to smile as well. You move to get off of him, but he grabs ahold of your hips.

“Wait,” he says, staring up at you. “Take a picture?”

You nod and grab your phone from off the coffee table. “Smile!”

He does as told. You take a plethora of pictures, selfies included. The both of you giggling whenever he makes a stupid face.

Your photoshoot is interrupted by Lucas coming to tell Awsten he needs to be on stage in two minutes. He barely spares your antics a glance before he leaves the room.

You get up off of Awsten, helping pull him up when he raises his hands up.

“Thank you for drawing my stars for me.”

“You’re welcome. Thanks for letting me do them,” you say with a smile. You kiss his nose one more time. “Now go perform a stellar show.”

He gives you one more smile and a kiss on the cheek before heading out the door and onto stage.

#awsten knight #awsten waterparks #awsten knight x reader #waterparks #waterparks band #parx #waterparks fanfiction #waterparks x reader #geoff wigington #otto wood #fanfic #fanfiction #ali’s writing 🖋️#ali’s thoughts & opinions 📼

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zombifiedheartg · 5 months

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Can you make Yandere Geoff hcs? I love him he needs more love and atention ♡

of course! he for sure is one of the more underrated boys, he deserves so much more :(

geoff algolen yandere headcanons. .

song⤹˚ ; the blonde by tv girl

cw : basic yandere behaviour. isolation, toxicity, mentions of a punishment, and overall obsession.

geoff is soo clingy! he never wants to be detached from you. and i mean, c'mon, who can resist his sad puppy eyes? he's honestly really suffocating. he'd never hurt you, and he doesn't want you to get hurt by someone else

the only time he'd really ''punish'' you is if you've made him super mad. and your punishment would just be isolation, locking you in the house, etc. there's nothing you've ever needed more than alone time.

he doesn't really get jealous that much, only if someone is openly flirting with you. then he'll find a way to include himself in the conversation and drag you away.

he strives and craves for your affection. he does everything for you, makes you little notes describing his love for you. even though the hand-writing is pretty bad and a few words are mispelled, you get the message.

geoff always does things a boyfriend would. even when you two weren't dating yet.

he isn't the kind of person to actually want to inflict harm on to someone, he wants to, but he just can't. he just keeps tugging you away from people until they can't stand it anymore and just leave you alone.

he adores pda with you, if you aren't comfortable with it, he'll respect it. but, then he'll just come back asking for more.

he doesn't recognize that his obsession is unhealthy. he's honestly sort of delusional. if you just treat him like a normal friend he'll think that's a gate-way to a relationship.

but god, you're everything to him.

''babe, it's like, we're meant to be! you're cool, and i'm cool.''

⋆｡🌊𖦹 °.🏖️⋆🏄˖°

#td geoff #yandere geoff total drama #geoff algolen x reader #geoff total drama #geoff total drama x reader #tdi #geoff tdi #yandere total drama #zombifiedheartg ( x o x) . z z

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prettytingzz · 2 years

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Helloooo! Could you do Chris and his s/o gets into a fight?(sorry if this is rude)

No not at all. I was waiting for some action🤣🤣 (so sorry this is super late I’ve been so busy😭😭) fyi gonna be prettyyy short. LETS BEGIN

The question is what would y’all be arguing about? Hmmm

Set the scene

"Chris, not everything revolves around you! How hard is it to just spend time with me?" You asked while following Chris in the bedroom.

As Chris was packing his bags for the finale, he turned to you and said, "What are you even talking about, y/n? I do spend time with you, and you know I'm busy with this show that I'm doing."

The look of disbelief crossed your face. “Chris! I know you're busy with the show. If I knew the show was more important than us when we got together I would've left you.” Knows they hit a nerve for Chris, but is too angry and annoyed to stop. “But I stayed because I wanted us to work. I wanted this to be about you and me. Not me and you plus this damn show!"

By now, Chris had stopped packing and was looking at you. "If you wanted to leave, then leave! Who am I to stop you, y/n! I was fine before I met you, and I will be fine again when you leave!”

There were just words thrown at each other, which resulted in Chris leaving slamming the door and you crying.

Hmmm that went different than we expected it lmaoo.😭 But I hope you enjoy it and again I'm sorry this is late!

#total drama icons #total drama island #cartoon #cartoon network #tdi duncan #tdi #tdi geoff #td chris mclean #td chris #total drama chris #chris mclean #tdi x reader #total drama headcanons #total drama action #tda headcanons #tda fanfiction #tda

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wolveria · 18 days

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Could I get a small part of the Leahy 1 WIP as a treat?

Of course of course, it'll be a treat for us both ;)

Rage simmered under the surface of your skin as you were led down the lengthy tunnels and corridors. It was a long walk from Heavy Containment to the Entrance Zone where the administration officers were located.

You hardly noticed the discomfort to your feet. Unease, pain, and fear had been a constant in your life for the past few weeks. Test after test, humiliation after humiliation, all for the sake of progress—or so you had been told.

And now, this latest indignity. Dr. Puli had taken you to his office and warned you of the latest torment on the Site Director’s docket. No longer were you going to be a chew toy for SCPs. Now, you were going to be a breeding sow. Paired off with whatever SCP seemed the most compatible, all so you could make anomalous soldiers for the Foundation.

Leahy had confirmed it, mocked your reluctance, and got a headbutt to the face for it. You didn’t know if you broke his nose, but one could only hope.

Your fists curled at your sides, never missing your stride as you walked in between your guards. After waking up in a panic in the middle of the medical staff giving you an invasive exam you didn’t want, you’d started to think. And plan. It wasn’t a very good plan, but you had no choice once the intercom declared “tonight.”

Giving your demands to the darkened observation window, you were surprised when they were granted. Doubt only trickled in when 049 sent you a concerned, sidelong stare, his silence beseeching you to reconsider.

But it was too late to withdraw your request. The guards came to escort you, and here you were before the door to the Site Director’s office.

It slid aside, allowing you and your escorts to pass. You’d never been to Leahy’s office before. It wasn’t as large as you thought it would be, and it held the typical office furniture, complete with fluorescent lights, muted grey carpets, and a sad potted fern in the corner.

The Site Director glanced up from his dark wood desk, staring over the rim of his glasses with the usual annoyed look he reserved for you. He’d agreed to speak to you, but of course he was going to make you feel like an inconvenience. You were disappointed to see his nose was merely bruised, not broken. At least it looked tender.

“You may go,” he said to the uniforms. They exited the office like the obedient hounds they were, leaving the cuffs around your wrists.

You waited until the door slid and locked behind you to speak.

“I’d rather not have this conversation in chains.”

“And what conversation would that be?”

“About your program.”

He set down his pen and leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking with the movement.

“I made my expectations on the matter clear. What more is there to discuss?”

You released a sigh and let your shoulders slump. After a moment, you lifted your hands in front of you, the metal clinking against your shackles.

“Please?”

He appraised you for a long moment, and you struggled not to wither under his stare. You despised this, being at his mercy, begging for a crumb of decency that he would grant only to watch you squirm.

With a huff of air, he got up from his desk and fished a ring out keys out of his pocket. He sorted through them as he approached, finding the one he wanted, shaped like a small silver cylinder, and he inserted it into your cuffs. You forced yourself to be still, refusing to shy away from how close he stood.

With a turn of the key, the cuffs unlatched, and Leahy removed them. You took a step back, rubbing your wrists, an unwanted surge of gratitude moving through you. You tamped it down, disgust remaining in its place. You wouldn’t show your jailer gratitude for removing the shackles he put there.

“So, out with it.” He turned his back to you, dropping the restraints into the seat of the chair in front of his desk. “If you’re here to beg me to call it off, don't. You should know better than to ask. It hasn’t been that long since you worked for me, and I expect you to—”

You didn’t know what made him turn. Instinct, a soft release of a held breath, the ruffle of cloth sliding against skin. Whatever it was, you missed your mark.

The scalpel sliced down his bicep, cleaving through the sleeve of his lab coat and revealing a line of oozing red.

Your second swing was even less successful than the first—the scalpel in your fist glinted in the overhead lights, less than a foot from his face where Leahy caught your wrist.

He twisted, forced you to drop the scalpel, and then pivoted your arm and shoved you, chest-first, against the wall.

You screamed and thrashed, rage and disappointment clutching your lungs. You’d been so close, so fucking close! But your frustration lay with yourself; you’d choked at the last second. Even if Leahy had somehow sensed the attack, your hesitancy had caused you to miss your true target: the glimpse of skin between his hairline and the collar of his coat.

But you screwed up, and now you and 049 would pay for it.

#the anomaly archives #the raven's hymn #geoff leahy x reader #leahy x reid #waves-against-a-cliff #i can't remember if i've posted any of this before so if i have let me know and i can use another snippet

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twiixr4kidz · 2 years

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Helloo!! I was wondering if you could do TDI or Sally Face head cannons of before/while dating?

i'd love too!! this one will be TDI, but feel free to ask for SF ones so i can write those too >:)) here r some dating hcs for some of the characters i didn't do the last time!!

heather:

she may be a total bitch most of the time, but you're an exception

there's a soft side to heather that nobody but you gets to see

she's a whole different person around you

soft, gentle, and quiet heather?? WHAT??

sure, she still orders you around because that's who she is

you'd be pulling my leg if you said you didn't expect her to tell you to go get her something to drink or something to snack on, to do a particular favor for her that she doesn't want to do herself, and so on

but she's also a lot more understanding

steals your clothes but refuses to be caught dead in them because your "styles are too different" or something

she'll do what it takes to win, but she will NEVER throw you under the bus.

she loves modeling outfits for you, and insists you rate them on a scale of 1 to 10

1 means "incredible" and 10 means "spectacular" because her fashion is, to her, on point every time

insists on styling you, and painting your nails and messing around with makeup if you let her

insists you take her shopping and then carry bags full of clothes and shoes she spent thousands on, and you'll be damned if you didn't say yes

trent:

bro's love language is music

he writes songs for you, songs about you, songs about things that remind him of you

you become this core part of his music writing process, like you're his whole MUSE

he's also hella charming

the "shows up at your house and throws rocks at your window before serenading you with the most beautiful melody you've ever heard" type

he's also the "writes the most intimate, beautifully worded love letters to you whenever you cross his mind" type

he's sickeningly sweet and you're going to get used to it

he has such a way with words it's hard NOT to love

he also LOVES grand gestures and displays of love

if it's not your thing, he can respect that. but if you're cool with it? he goes ALL OUT.

paths with rose petals, renting whole movie theaters for date nights, FREE FOOD AT RESTAURANTS??

you aren't sure how he does it, but he does it all for you

and that alone is enough to make the butterflies in your tummy go haywire

courtney:

she's independent

she's a strong, powerful woman who loves to do things for herself, and she NEEDS you to respect that about her

because even though at the end of the day, she'll curl up next to you and sleep like a baby, she's kicking hella butt all day long

and you think she's a total badass for it

whether she's yelling at chris for being a jerk, or someone else for doing something they absolutely shouldn't have, you're cheering her on from the sidelines

and she does the same for you

your relationship is built on a strong mutual respect for each other

she's a sucker for calling you weird names to confuse everyone

the words "pookie wookie bear" sometimes leave her lips, and everyone is in pure shock because of how unexpected it was

PLEASE watch the sunrise with her

she wakes up early every morning just to watch the colors of the night melt into those of the day, and if you pose the idea of joining her, she will FREAK. OUT.

she'll never directly say it, but she is so touch starved please hug her

geoff:

bro's a party animal, a cowboy, AND a gentleman

he's both the "let's get drunk as fuck and do stupid shit" kinda guy, AND the "opening car doors and letting you walk across his jacket so your shoes don't get wet" kinda guy

you have worn his hat on NUMEROUS occasions

he loves taking you with him EVERYWHERE

to parties, to fancy restaurants, to rodeos?? literally wherever he wants to go, he's gonna let you come

he'll also proudly become your personal uber

if there's anywhere you wanna go, you can bet he'll drive you

he ALWAYS keeps an extra pair of pjs set aside for when you come over

it's a t-shirt of his and a pair of old pajama pants that don't fit him anymore

and for as much as he loves going out, he also loves staying in

he makes really good wings and even better nachos, and he always has a bunch of really yummy snacks and drinks so the two of you can chill on his couch with a bunch of blankets and binge-watch tv shows

he'll do this thing called a "tv show roulette" where he picks a show neither of you have seen and you pick a random episode (or vice versa) and try to guess what's happening

he's shown up at your house with a bouquet of roses almost every week since you got together tbh

leshawna:

ANOTHER GIRLBOSS???

leshawna absolutely does not mess around when it comes to love

she's doting but not in an overwhelming way

she's an absolute sweetheart and a total badass

she'll defend you when you need it, but also lets you fight your own battles

she LOVES taking you to her favorite spots so she can share her love for them with you

she knows the coolest facts about everything

like if she sees something that makes her remember a fact, she proudly blurts it out

she also tells you whenever she sees something that makes her think of you

she absolutely loves cuddles

PLEASE take her on late night drives

music blaring, windows down, nothing but the cool night air in your hair and the sweet smell of that night life

tyler:

bro fell HARD

he tripped over his own two feet and fell down the stairs onto his head for you

that being said, he can and will do whatever you want him to

even if you don't explicitly ask him to

if you mention you're craving a specific food or drink, he'll get it for you within an hour

he'll splurge his entire wallet on you

as long as you watch his favorite sports teams with him, ofc

he's hella sensitive and cries A LOT, but he doesn't want you to think of him as any less than a man for it

please please PLEASE reassure him because it gives him a lot of anxiety

he likes getting outside and playing games with you, even though he's super uncoordinated and gets hurt a lot

you're going to have to start carrying a first aid kit with you EVERYWHERE because this boy has fallen up escalators before

HOW

when you're out and you mention that you feel chilly, his jacket is on your shoulders faster than you can say "FUCK"

he may be a little dumb, but he tries his best and always makes sure you know how much he loves you

lindsay:

there is not a day that goes by where she doesn't remind you that you're the hottest person she's ever seen

if you mention being insecure, she won't really get it, but she will say something along the lines of "you don't have to worry about that, i only date hot people :)"

she's a total dumbass and you're going to have to pull her out of sticky situations

super clingy and she sticks to you like GLUE

she smells really good too

absolutely INSISTS you go shopping with her so she can show you all of these cute outfits, and maybe even pick something out for yourself

she doesn't care what kind of shopping it is, even if it's grocery shopping, SHE LOVES IT

sometimes jokes fly right over her head and you're going to have to explain to her what they mean and why they were funny, but it's honestly kind of cute how dense she can be

sure she's a dummy, but she's your dummy

and what she lacks in brains, she makes up for in everything else

she's gorgeous, sweet, caring, and a total dork

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mychemicalbarrett · 2 months

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Sorry for the lack of stories I have been busy, (just had surgery today). I'll try to write tomorrow! No promises though. Feel free to send in some requests and give me ideas. I'd also do some matchups or whatever they're called if you tell me about you and which band(s) you want!

#gerard way x reader #frank iero x reader #ray toro x reader #mikey way x reader #patrick stump x reader #pete wentz x reader #andy hurley x reader #joe trohman x reader #2d x reader #murdoc x reader #noodle x reader #russel x reader #damon albarn x reader #awsten knight x reader #otto wood x reader #geoff wigington x reader #i feel like im missing someone #I'll do pink floyd too

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louscartridge · 1 year

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you deserved it. awsten knight x gn reader

summary (thats more of a a/n then summary) - this was supposed to be the sub awsten smut but i got a bit off track but its still along those lines.

cw- hair pulling, switch reader, switch awsten, whining, face slapping, kissing, making out, grinding, established relasionship, teasing, swearing,

“awsten” y/n groans yet again, collapsing on top of her boyfriend, laying on the bed, and growing irritated. awstens hands slowly slide down to be gently laying on her back. hes been doing the same exact thing for what felt like hours to her. nipping and kissing her neck, every now and then taking her hips, grinding her against him. it was frustrating for y/n. awsten on the other hand? he loved it. he loved seeing and hearing her need him so badly. just so much so, that hes willing to hold himself out for just that.

“y/n” awsten groans back.

y/n peeks her head up out from between his neck to look at him. “stop teasing”

“fine fine” he dramatically huffs.

you sit back up with a slight smile somehow thinking you were finally gonna get what you wanted.

awsten grabs your cheeks to bring you into another kiss exept this one was more....gentle. slowly over time though he gets rougher with it and- yep! thats right. teasing.

you could feel him smirking in the kiss his usual cockiness coming back.

you pull him away from you, pulling on his hair. “i said stop” you say to him hitting him lightly on the side of his face and holding his jaw, making him look at you.

he whines at your action but quickly pulls away and tries to act like he didnt just completely enjoy that.

“ow what the fuck y/n!” awsten says looking up at you.

you cant help but laugh.

“why the fuck are you laughing?”

“did you just whine?” you laugh

“no? no, i did not just whine!” he insists.

“oh my god you so did!” you fall over his shoulder laughing.

“....your making this kinda awkward for me ya’ know?” he mumbles.

you sit up and your laughing dies down. gently, you cup his cheeks with you hands.

“i know im sorry. its ok i just didnt expect you to do that” you say rubbing his cheekbone with your thumb.

“well i didnt expect you to fucking hit me!” he screeches.

“yeah well you deserved it”

a/n- there was someone who did wanna be reminded but i forget who so im so sorry lmaoo

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underscoreddie · 8 months

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Starry eyed

Awsten knight x male reader fanfiction. Angst.

TW: seizures, cancer

A/N: alright this fic isn't the best I made but it's also not the worst. Probably shouldn't be the first fic I post on here but idrc anymore.

"He's having another one!" Geoff screamed from the bathroom. I immediately threw off my bass and ran to the bathroom, Otto following behind me.

"What do you mean Geoff!? Please don't tell me it's another seizure!" I shouted, trying to get a view on what was happening. Awsten was sitting on the floor completely locked up. He was practically unmoving. I immediately bent down and shook him. He had no response, staying completely still. Otto and Geoff were practically screaming at each other, and Awsten looked like he was about to break every tendon in his body.

"I'm SORRY for not immediately screaming seizure Otto! I was making sure he was unhurt!" Geoff screamed.

"It's our best friend's life here, not a video game! You should have told us the second he fell!" Otto held up his finger like he was telling off a child.

"Both of you, stop bickering! We need to stay calm don't we?" I mumbled. They both looked at me and softened their gaze, Otto still having an angry look on his face but not nearly as aggressive. I grabbed Awsten's hands and tried to pull away his sharp nails digging into his skin.

"I'm sorry, I'm gonna get his meds for when he gets out of this." Geoff mumbled, squeezing past Otto.

"Thank you Geoff." I said softly, petting Awsten's hair. "It'll all be done soon baby, I swear it's gonna be okay." I nuzzled my face into his shoulder and kissed it. "It's gonna stop soon."

Geoff came back into the bathroom shortly after.

"Everything's on the couch, should we take him there now Incase it turns into the breakdancing type of seizure?"

"Did he see flashing lights to cause this?"

"I don't think so, maybe stress?"

"I think he's fine. He only has those kinds when he sees flashing lights. It should end soon anyway." I said softly. Geoff nodded.

"im going to go make everything comfortable for him." he said, leaving the room.

Awsten's eyes shifted towards me and stared into mine. They looked panicked.

"it's over soon I swear it's gonna end soon." I kissed his shoulder and pet his hair as we waited for it to stop. Minutes passed.

"Y/N, we need to call an ambulance!" Otto said as he checked his phone.

"What, why?" my eyes widened.

"it's been like 7 minutes! Brain damage happens over 5, remember?" Otto frantically said as he typed numbers into his phone. He took a few deep breaths, acting more casual afterwards. Geoff came bolting into the room.

"Ambulance? What?!?!" the brown haired boy panicked.

"I'm calling 911, it's been 7 minutes." Otto's voice lacked any tone, and he tried to deadpan in every other way, but you could tell his face was full of worry. He was trying to hide his fear for Awsten.

"911, what's your emergency?" the operator softly spoke. it was on speaker. I started to speak.

"My boyfriend has been having a seizure for over 5 minutes!"

"Ok ok, what's you and your boyfriends name?" Otto set the phone down on the floor and sat down cross-legged.

"I'm Y/N, my boyfriend is Awsten, our friends Otto and Geoff are here too."

"Okay Y/N, I want your friends to make sure all medication Awsten has used in the last 24 hours and that he is in a safe place, ok?"

"ok, ok yeah." Otto automatically jumped up and exited the room quickly, running around and grabbing Awsten's many pill bottles.

"Ok, what's the address?"

"103 1st street."

"Does Awsten have Epilepsy?"

"Yeah, a pretty bad case."

"Ok Y/N I have an ambulance on the way. They will be there shortly. I'm going to stay on the line to make sure nothing progresses okay?

"Ok, yeah, yeah." I took deep breaths and kissed Awsten's cheek "it's gonna be ok Aws."

"They are pulling up now, it's almost over. You two are very brave. I'll go when I hear them enter the room." as the operator spoke a knock was heard on the door. Geoff ran to the door. I heard them talking.

"Hello sir, where's the medical emergency?"

"He's in the bathroom!" Geoff guided the paramedics into the room.

"Sir, please step out of the room." they pointed at me. I nodded and stepped away from Awsten. the phone hung up. They immediately checked if Awsten was breathing and talked into a small radio. "he's not okay to be guided out, stretcher now."

10 seconds later a stretcher rolled into the house, moving us to the side. They all lifted Awsten onto the stretcher, quickly moving him back to the ambulance. I followed closely behind. they lifted him into the ambulance, almost closing the door before I interrupted.

"Hey! I'm his boyfriend, can I please ride with him?" I begged to one of the paramedics. The other one was already in the ambulance, checking Awsten's vitals.

"If you aren't by law related to the patient we can't let you in." the paramedic gave me a sorry look.

"please, I beg you. We've been together for 13 years."

"... fine. Don't tell them I let you though. you two need to get married eventually." they gave me a small smile as they opened the door further.

"Thank you so much!" I relaxed as I climbed in. I sat on a seat next to Awsten, holding his hand. I saw Otto and Geoff rush stuff into their car from the window in the back. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, preparing for the worst.

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My eyes opened. I almost fell asleep, but Geoff pinched me awake.

"stay awake for Awsten. we need to make sure he's okay."

stay awake stay awake stay awake stay awake stay awake stay awake!

"It's so hard."

"I know but the results are coming back soon, we won't have to wait much longer."

"He's the love of my life Geoff, if he got brain damage I don't know what I'd do."

"He'd still be the same Awsten."

"The same body but likely not the same man."

Geoff grunted and held his head in his hands. After around 30 seconds the doctor walked into the small room they placed us in. All 3 of us jumped up.

"You are the friends and partner of A. Knight, correct?"

"Yes." Otto nodded.

"Well I have good news and bad news." the doctor sighed, sitting in a chair on the opposite side of us.

"Good news, his brain itself is completely fine. No neurons were affected.." the rooms thick and heavy air immediately lifted. all 3 of us sighed and relaxed. "Bad news, his condition significantly grew in severity somehow since the last time we saw him and we know why."

"Why?" I was on the edge of my seat.

"He has a brain tumor."

Everything felt wrong.

"is it cancerous?" Geoff whispered.

"We are still doing tests, but it's likely."

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Beach proposal.

Summary: Awsten Knight and his girlfriend, (y/n), are hanging out in Portsmouth before the show and he has a very important question to ask.

I also just hit 100 followers so keep an eye out for a special fanfic post :)

Warnings: Kissing?, swearing

Word count: 1.4K

“Portsmouth is so great!” Awsten says, a smile almost permanently on his face. “Why haven’t you brought me here before?” He says squeezing my hand looking out across the river.

“Because there’s much better places to go.” I say with a smile.

“How much better can it get than this?” He says in an awe-struck sort of way.

“Much, believe me.” I kick a pebble into the river and I see a swan. “Look, a swan I say with a small grin.

“Oh my god.” He says coming to a halt. He walks towards it and the swan starts hissing.

“Awsten, it’s hissing at you.” I cover my mouth to stop my self laughing as I watch my boyfriend approaching a hissing swan. “Aws, it’ll bite you.” I warn him trying not to laugh.

“Can I feed it?” He asks trying to stroke the swan.

“Feed it what?” I ask rubbing my face.

“I mean we just went bought some sandwiches, can swans have sandwiches?” I shrug.

“You’re not feeding it my sandwich.” I say crossing my arms.

“No, no, pass me mine.” I dig through my bag and pull out a plain cheese sandwich.

“Here.” I say and pass him his boring sandwich.

He opens it and starts trying to offer it to the swan but it looks like he’s taunting the swan. I shake my head as he tentatively places the bred in front of the swan.

“Love, save some of your sandwich.” I say as he feeds the swan like half of it.

“Fine.” He stand up and I take the sandwich off of him with a laugh. “Wait, lemme get a video first.”

“You’d think that they didn’t have swans in America.” I say mostly to myself. “Whilst your videoing the swan I’m going to get myself an ice cream.” I lure him away from the swan with the idea of ice cream. “Let’s go get ice cream!” I say excitedly as he re-joins me leaving the swan alone.

“Okay, whatever m’lady wants.” He says in a fake British accent.

“That was not a British accent.” He frowns jokingly. “But quite attractive.”

He smirks and grabs my hand again. “I’ll have to bear that in mind then.”

We buy ice cream and sit on a wall.

“C’mon let’s go to the beach.” He says dragging me along. Surprisingly the weather is warm, abnormal for the UK.

“Okay.” I look at one of the signs saying nude beach with an arrow. “Let’s go this way.” I say diverting us away from the nude beach.

“What? You don’t wanna go to the nude beach?” He says mockingly. “I think it’ll be fun.” He says but I pull him back the right way.

We make it to the not-nude beach and sit down by the sea. Not too close to the water.

“I can’t believe that you bought a plain cheese sandwich and then a vanilla ice cream. You're so boring!” I say licking my strawberry ice cream.

“Damn, okay then.” He rolls his eyes jokingly.

We finish our ice creams and Awsten pulls me up from the sand and drags me towards the sea. I’m wearing shorts but Awsten’s wearing trousers so he rolls them up. I kick off my shoes as we run into the sea. He kicks some water at me and laughs as I pout.

The water only reaches our lower legs as we face each other holding hands giggling like teenagers.

“I love you.” He says rubbing his nose against mine making me laugh.

“I love you too.” I say copying his actions.

He steps back away from me and kneels on one knee in the water.

“Aws, what are you doing, you're going to get wet!” I joke, confused.

He pulls out a small box from his hoodie and my face drops releasing what he might be doing.

“(y/n) (m/n) (l/n), I love you more than anything in the world, I would give you the world if you could and I want to spend the rest of my life trying to. I want to spend the rest of my life with you as my wife. Six years of dating you has finally made me realise what I want my life to look like.” He pauses and my hands fly to my mouth as I watch him open the ring box. “I want to write cheesy songs about you, I want to experience the good and bad of life with you. I want us to share our good and bad. I’ve spoken to your parents, I’ve got there blessing to ask you this question. (y/n), will you marry me?” He says with a nervous smile.

“Yes! Yes, of course I will!” He slides the ring on my finger and jumps up splashing water everywhere. I place my hands on his face and kiss him passionately as he matches the emotion. Our lips slide against each other and I can taste the salt from the sea on his lips. I thread my fingers through his red, faded hair deepening the kiss as he places his hands on the back of my neck.

We break form the kiss and we look into each other eyes, only love is reflected between our eyes. Love and large smiles.

I quickly pull him into a hug and he reciprocates wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

“I love you, future Mrs Knight.” He says and I chuckle.

“I love you too, my fiance.” I say, my head settling in the crook of his neck.

Suddenly I hear clapping coming from the beach, I turn around to look at the beach and I see everyone.

It’s some strangers, they must’ve seen the successful proposal. We wade back to the beach and a chorus of congratulations comes from the kind strangers.

“Thank you.” I reply politely a smile etched into my face.

The crowd of people dissipates and we head back away from the beach.

“What do you want to do now?” He says with his damp trousers.

“Ice cream.” I say even though we’ve had it already.

“Okay.” He chuckles and we hurry to the store not wanting it to close before we get there.

We eat the ice cream and head back, I have a shower whilst Aws tells the guys the good news. The show’s not too long now, I think the first support act are on right now so still an hour or two. I get out of the shower and the guys are gone, I wrap a towel around me and see a note on the table.

“Show starts soon, getting ready. Come down when you’re ready. Awsten x.” I smile seeing the note and hurry down once I’m dressed and ready.

I hang out in the dressing room with them until they have to go on. I’m sure it annoyed the stylist me being there because me and Awsten were inseparable.

An hour or so later they go on stage. Aws kisses me on the head before running onto stage. I watch the show and sigh, then laugh when he starts talking about the swan we met earlier. He runs off stage and grabs his phone to show the video.

“There was a nudist neach not far from there.” He says recounting the day giggling as he goes. “Me and my girlfriend, (y/n), you guys know her right?” The crowd cheers. “Yeah, we had ice cream after seeing the swan, yeah, then we went to this beach, not the nudist beach. And you know what I did?” He asks and the crowd are oblivious. “Wait, (y/n)! Come out here and tell everyone what happened!” He yells off stage and I shuffle out of the wings onto the stage. The fans cheer as I walk on. “(y/n), would you mind telling the fans what I did earlier?” He passes me the microphone.

“He proposed.” I say and lift up my hand showing off my ring.

The crowd goes completely crazy as I show everyone the ring. I kiss him on the cheek before ruffling his hair and running off stage again.

“Did you guys here that?” He says eagerly. “I proposed to my girlfriend of six years. Shit, I proposed!” He says, a massive smile on his face. “I’m getting married!” The crowd is still going crazy. “You guys better be waiting for a song about that!” He jokes enjoying himself. “Love you (y/n)!” He shouts off stage.

“Yeah, you better!”

AN: Fun fact, I was actually at this show, it was like a month ago and it was amazing.

He said about the ice cream and the swan during the show so this is all authentic, except for the proposal part.

Thank you, my 100 followers!

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