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chrismcleanswife · 1 year

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𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜

♥💦 -> Why tf did you have to open your big mouth????

♥💦 -> Why couldn’t you stay quiet in the last-night conversation???

♥💦 -> Why did you have to say that YOU ARE TERRIFIED OF WATER???

♥💦 -> Ugh! Why were you so dumb?? Anyways, now it’s to late to regret your choices as Chris gives you an evil grin while holding a breathing equipment and pointing to the water filled tank at your right.

♥💦 -> You hold onto your best friend Gwen for dear life, your eyes widening with fear as you see Chris approach you like a cat approaches it’s trapped mouse and you erratically shake your head no without the strenght to look away from Chris’ devilish smile.

♥💦 -> ❝Gwen- Gwen please- please don’t let him put me inside of that rhing!!❞ you practically sob, while hugging the goth girl thightly, she just can bring herself to wrap her arms around you in a comforting embrace while Chris laughs out of the fun of the situation.

♥💦 -> ❝Sh, Shh... you can do this Y/N, you only have to stay in there for ten minutes and then everything will have ended❞ she tries to soothe you while rubbing your back in the most comforting way posible.

♥💦 -> ❝Bu-But❞ you cried at the feeling of Chris approaching you even more while creepily whistling as a way to put presure on the situation.

♥💦 -> ❝Don’t worry Y/N, you are strong, you will survive this, I’m going to get buried alive right after this, so you only have to think of me, because I will be thinking of you... ¿okay? we can do this❞ she reasures you, finally breaking the hug and pushing you slightly in Chris’ direction, you gulp, the fear taking over your body.

♥💦 -> And so on you close your eyes thightly and hold your hand out to Chris, who plops the equipment on your hand with a light laugh.

♥💦 -> Gwen helps you put on the oxygen mask and then lets Chris guide you to the tank, in which you sink yourself right after, as it is made of crystal you can see how Gwen gives you a thumbs up.

♥💦 -> You try and give your own thumbs up back but you find yourself too scared to do that, so you just shakily smile at her, feeling the cold of the water hurting your muscles as If they were stabbing you with little knives over and over again.

♥💦 -> You seem to panic even more when you see Chris taking Gwen by the shoulder and forcing her to walk with him in the opposite direction to your tank in want of getting to her own fear, getting her buried alive.

♥💦 -> In your panic you punch the glass of the tank repeteadly, wanting to be out of there now, the water surounding your body making it hard to breath for you.

♥💦 -> Your punches last until something creakes over you, a kind of canvas falls from the ceiling, covering the tank in the blinking of an eye, blocking your view of the outside and making your heart race while your eyes go wide and your body starts to tremble.

♥💦 -> You start counting the seconds, then the minutes, and before you realize it, the 10 minutes have passed by but nobody has come to free you.

♥💦 -> Your arms start to shake violently at the thought of having to stay even more time inside this body of water, praying for someone to save you for once in your life.

♥💦 -> You can’t bring yourself to keep counting as the tears start to pick in the corner of your eye, and you hug yourself, wanting to be freed and never come near a body of water ever again.

♥💦 -> The time continues passing by, and you know that an hour has passen by thanks to the feeling of lack of oxygen making your senses go high at the thought of dying this way.

♥💦 -> Your vision starts to get blurry as little black points apear at the corner of your vision, panicking to an extreme, you try and punch the tank’s top, in hopes of getting someone to hear you or to freed yourself with your weak punches.

♥💦 -> As your lung start to burn and your body no more responds to your actions you know that you’re going to close your eyes and sleep forever... Your body could even stay inside this tank for weeks and you’re sure that nobody will found you.

♥💦 -> And then, you hear ringing in your eyes, your mouth opening widely to try and get a drop of oxygen as your body spasm repetitively.

♥💦 -> And then, your eyes closes and everything goes numb, the last thing you feel is the cold water surrounding your, now pale, body, and everything fades to black and numbness a pair of seconds after that.

♥💦 -> However, ten seconds after you give your last sigh, the top of the tank gets violently pushed aside as Bridgette appears on top of the cristal object, her eyes widening at your inmobile state.

♥💦 -> The girl would have screamed If she didn’t have thrown herself inside of the tank to try and take off your oxygen mask in a highly fast speed of movement.

♥💦 -> She throws the equipment away with despair and worry taking over her actions and she lifts your body out of the tank, leaving you on the wood planch near it.

♥💦 -> Her eyes are watering as she desperately searches for you pulse, not finding anything, nor in your wrists, nor in your neck.

♥💦 -> She is quickly to lift your head with one of her hands and she obstructs your nose with the other, she then puts her lips thogether with yours and she lets the air go through her lungs to yours

♥💦 -> She desperately repeats the process for a good two minutes before you unexpectedly lift your head all of a suden, taking a good breath of air and making the blonde jump back as a way to prevent a forehead colison.

♥💦 -> You quickly breathe in and out for a pair of seconds, still not knowing what was happening around you and then it all clicks.

♥💦 -> Tou died. Well, you almost died. You drowned in that fucking water tank.

♥💦 -> And then you remember that Bridgette is there, that meaning that she was the one bringing you to life again.

♥💦 -> Your eyes start to water and you start crying not even five seconds after that, you start sobbing violently while you run to the blonde girl a few fet away from you, throwing yourself at her arms and letting her cry too.

♥💦 -> ❝OH MY GOD- I- I THOUGHT I LOST YOU!!!❞ the girl cried, holding you as closer to her as possible.

♥💦 -> ❝I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE- THANK YOU BRIDGETTE THANK YOU SO MUCH!!❞ you shouted in between sobs, holding onto her waist as thight as possible.

♥💦 -> ❝Y/N- Y/N I love you- I love you so much!! And not as a friend! I love you I love you I love you!!❞ she screamed, bringing her hands to cup your face while the tears of relief streamed down her face with no-stop.

♥💦 -> ❝I- I love you too Bridgette!!❞ you sobbed uncontrollably while looking at her beautiful and teary blue ocean eyes.

♥💦 -> You then kissed, it was a messy and not so perfect one, but much more one that showed how much of worried and scared you two were of losing each other.

♥💦 -> ❝Aw, isn’t it cute?❞ a voice behind you two said, Bridgette’s eyes glowed with a murdery glow as she turned around slowly with your cheeks still cuped in her hands to face Chris, the one behind your almost death.

♥💦 -> ❝YOU❞ she said with venom drippin’ of her mouth, she slowly left your cheeks alone and used her hands to point at him accusingly while dangerously walking his way, making Chris laugh nervously and take a few steps back.

♥💦 -> ❝YOU STUPID ASSHOLE!!! YOU ALMOST KILL THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON IN THIS WHOLE CAMP!!!!❞ she shouted, the fire glowing in her eyes, making her seem even more intimidating and scary than Duncan when he had no sleep.

♥💦 -> ❝OKAY, Time to run!!!❞ Chris shouted before running to exit the room in hopes to get away from your new and angry girfriend.

#Drama Total #Total Drama Island #Total Drama #Total Drama x reader #Total drama island x reader #bridgette #tdi bridgette #tdi bridgette x reader #Chris McLean #Chris McLean x reader #aquaphobia #water #drowning #death #almost dying #almost death #almost drowning #water tanks

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justins-1-justan · 5 months

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Hiii, can you please please please do dating Bridgette Headcannons? Preferably with a Gender Neutral or a Female Reader?

Yesyesyesyesyes YESSS! Would you all believe me if I said Bridgette wasn't one of my faves till I started this blog but now, I LIVE FOR WRITING FOR HER!! SHE'S JUST SO FUN OMG!

More Bridgette Hcs!!

^also there making the same face which is ADORABLE OMGGG anyways,

contents: Fem!reader (reader is referred to as lobster mother and as bridgette's gf), I am not endorsing lobster stealing I am just acknowledging it.

I'm gonna start right off with a crack headcannon. You both are the moms to a lobster family stolen from a fancy restaurant Bridgette got a coupon for after winning a sponsored surfing tournament.

They live in a beautiful tank with all the amenities little lobsters would need. Their names are, Susie, Snips, Dive, And dine in.

Dine in is named after the sign hanging next to the tank.

You have nights where you stay inside and test out vegetarian recipes.

If you suck at surfing:

one time after a particularly, uh, 'epic' wipe out of yours, Bridgette felt the need to bring reinforcements, the woman who taught her everything. Her mother. While meeting your girlfriend's mom for the first time ever would usually be anxiety inducing anytime, having her witness you manage to get on the open water and stand on the board, but somehow managing to have the board turn up right and smack you dead in the face before you fell under water is certainly an ice breaker.

^ that story will be told to any member of Bridgette's family learning to surf afterwards. "Oh you're doing fine! At least you're not as bad as Bridgette's girlfriend!"

If you're good at surfing however you get to have loads of aesthetic moments surfing together, think that one scene from Lilo and stitch with Nani and David before lilo and stitch almost drown to death.

Bridgette genuinely is one of the most understanding people you've ever met, if you're uncomfortable with something or someone she'll be there to help make you feel more comfortable.

REALLY likes watching documentaries about marine life with you, cuddling on the couch under a blanket while learning various facts.

Takes you to beach clean ups with her.

I like to think she has various hoodies, both oversized and cropped in her collection to the post she doesn't notice you stealing some of them until she sees you wearing one.

She sucks at ice skating. Like really bad. She falls over every five seconds. So if you are good at skating you get to have her cling to your arm for balance,

But if you also suck, you get to fall ✨together✨

Her love language is quality time, just like how she enjoys taking you to partake in her hobby of surfing. She also loves participating in your hobbies no matter how niche. Making sculptures of chicken heads? She'll make her best chicken head she can, as long as she's spending time with you.

And finally she LOVES it when you kiss her freckles! It gives her butterflies.

#total drama #total drama island #tdi #td bridgette #tdi bridgette #td bridgette x reader #bridgette x reader #bridgette x fem!reader #tdi bridgette x reader #fem!reader #total drama x reader

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dozing-marshmallow · 7 months

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Pls i NEED more Chris McLean x reader. I NEED😭🙏 ive read everything of him on here😓

So pretty please something like chris mclean x wife reader and like, the whole tdi cast gets to meet her bc they didnt believe that Chris had a wife at first?😇

TRUST ME WHEN I SAY I feel the exact same way😫 I love Chris so much and it’s such a huge pleasure that I can write for him while having other people who love him enjoy it as welllll. I will be writing him for a very long time so you can always expect something new evolved around him to come up ;)<3

CHRIS MCLEAN X WIFE! READER HEADCANONS

Having your daily hug with Chris, the tender moment reminds you of what he told you earlier.

“Were you being serious when you told me the kids laughed at you when you told them you were married?"

“Mhmm.” he responds from underneath you,“They called it a sick joke and told me that stand up comedy was way in my league.”

“Aw darling.” you kiss his forehead,“I’m guessing you’re gonna ask a favour for me to stop by to prove them wrong?”

He raises an eyebrow,“What do you mean? Stand up comedy is in my pursuit. I just don’t prefer it, doesn’t mean I’m not good at it.”

He can be so silly sometimes,“I meant your marital status, baby.”

“Oh, yeah...” he holds onto your wrists,“Please?”

You let your body relax completely on top of his, still smiling,“Your wish is my command.”

“Aw what’s the matter, McLean? Couldn’t your wife make it?” Duncan was the first to pick up on ridiculing Chris, eyes still puffy from his chronic cries of laughter from last night. On another circumstance, Chris would’ve been fuming, had he not have reason to smirk.

“How sweet of you to worry, Duncan!” the host begins off, clasping his hands,“But she’s made it in one piece!”

On cue, you walk into the mess hall, linking your arm with Chris’,“Hii everyone! So happy to finally see you all in person!”

All conversation died.

Everyone turns to you.

This woman they’ve never seen before...

His... His wife?

Were they hearing that right?

No way... He was being serious?

Chris was rolling on the inside at the shared alike look of being slapped spread across the contestants, especially of the mocking kind.

“I...didn’t know you had enough space in your heart to love someone else!” Beth’s the first to break out of her ice of shock to chirp.

“Surprised?” Chris chuckled, allowing you to introduce yourself, which was not what you guys decided.

“Yeah, I’m (Y/N)! This hot mess’ wife...” turns out improvising in front of teenagers wasn’t as fun as it sounded,“Sorry, I’m...not too good with words, so...help yourself to these cupcakes I made for you guys. I made them as a way to say how huge of a pleasure it is to meet you all!”

As you turn around to unwrap the trays, Leshawna clears her throat to privately address the cohort,"One of two things are gonna happen. One, those cupcakes are filled with maggots and hair. Or two, it's the first actual food we're gettin’ on this set."

Everybody nods in agreement.

They were right to inspect the wrapping and texture with their noses and eyes.

Yet didn’t expect to have the flavour of delicate buttermilk crumble on their tongues.

Oh my God...

Maybe they were deprived from having treats so long on the show, but it was unanimously categorised as a whole new delicious nonetheless.

The punk delinquent scoffs over,“Yeah... I’m not buying that’s his wife.”

“That evil maniac with a permanent smile is probably holding her hostage!” The ginger geek dramatically pinpoints.

“I can see why, these are too die for!” Owen squeaks, scoffing down an entire cupcake, wrapping included, not comprehending what situation it would mean for you if you really were abducted.

“Hm... Maybe he’s paying her.” Gwen suggests alternatively after taking another glance at you: it was your arm around him. Too touchy to be forced...

“I’d understand if he was hot like me, but he’s not even halfway there! Where would he find someone willing to do all that for him? No amount of money should convince anyone to ever lose their dignity for the likes of him." Justin criticises out of his internal debate of skipping the cupcakes or not.

“You’d be shocked if you’ve seen the fansite.” Noah opposes like it was the most known thing.

Speaking of which,"Sierra.” Heather directs, taking sudden control of the situation and everyone’s eyes to peel towards the superfan whose mouth was staining in the same dye as her magenta hair, perking up from her snacking at the mention of her name,“You know everything about everybody. Say, is Chris paying that woman to pretend to be married to him for laughs?"

The girl whose lifeline was Total Drama quickly swallows the last portion of her cupcake to appease her idols with a packed answer,“Oh, no! It’s all true! Unfortunately. Those two got married way before Total Drama was aired. A lot happened’s... My mom waited years for Chris to propose to her and there he goes, chasing after that nobody! Do you have any idea how painful it is to see my mom’s husband having an affair? (Y/N) is nothing but a block of concrete, blinding Chris from seeing his true soulmate! A.k.a my mom!” The last few sentences gradually grazed with personal prejudice, but not enough to throw the next cupcake away.

“Wait, but if Chris did get married to your mother... Wouldn’t that make you his stepdaughter-?“ Alejandro posited, already having a hard time imagining Chris take that role biologically.

"So Chris,” Cody interrupts the impending awkward ambient Alejandro’s phrasing would bring, steering the conversation back, still bewildered,“...really does have a wife."

Bridgette takes her slo mo time in grabbing another frosted vanilla good, rethinking, the same man that laughed at their pain,"I...honestly don't know how to feel about that."

"Huuu... I feel like I went overboard with cupcakes, Chris!” you freak out to your husband, fidgeting with the sleeves of your turtleneck,“Why did I pick to make something so childish? I should've picked something more formal... Like a dish from my home country..."

"Relaaaaax, no one else is thinking about that." Chris assured, biting into one of your delicacies.

You continued to murmur on,“I wanted to make something universal, a collection of sweets so in case one likes a certain flavour more than others... I thought teenagers around here liked cupcakes... I feel like such a fool... I hope they don’t think I see them as childish...”

He grabs one and holds it horizontally to your lips, painting them yellow,“It’s not just teenagers that like them, (Y/N). Besides, they are children. Children like things that are childish.”

That’s true... Your paranoia’s sunk,“Well... They seem to be enjoying themselves. I’ve been worrying for nothing.” you smile, drawing your finger on his stubble to take for licking,“You had some icing there.”

Turns out, you were really nice.

The angel to Chris’ devil.

The sun to Chris' moon.

The calm to Chris’ energetic.

“So (Y/N)... I just...have a quick question on behalf of everyone else.” The CIT girl shields her mouth with her hand, like she didn’t want anyone else to hear.

“Of course, Courtney. Whatever would you like to know?” you welcome her, all kinds of possible questions cloud your mind.

She tightens your shoulders in her palms,“What the hell do you see in Chris?”

...You expected that one,“Why, I see a strong, handsome, hilarious man. A goal-driven, deep down caring, loving, in need of love man.”

Now the only true thing she heard was “goal-driven”- to kill them as spiritually as possible. Maybe even physically.

"You're not brainwashed, are you?" Her eyes widened like your answer had tossed her deeper in her horror.

"Get her to blink two times in a row if she needs help!" Tyler shouts, unintentionally defeating the purpose of being discreet from his clean intention.

"Hm?” Teenagers are so funny!,“It's not brainwash when it's love! After all, wouldn't you say you've found yourself in love with someone you never thought you'd be with?" You smile warmly at the type A when the butterflies fluttered an external reaction across her freckled face.

"Th-That's different!” she impulsively shrieked before closing her mouth in embarrassment. She looks around, and after making sure no one was judging her, she continues speaking, back to her whispering voice,“That’s Duncan. This is Chris.”

“Well, we both seem to have a type for the ones that went to jail, don’t we?” you wittily mention, giving her a wink to the similar parallel.

Leaving Courtney to her common dynamics contemplation, there was no better timing for Owen to ask if you had any more cupcakes to give.

“I’m so happy you liked them! I’ll tell you what, I can make more and send them to you."

“Don’t get too flattered. Bed crusher there would eat anything, even things you can’t call food.” The overruling antagonist scornfully gestures, her hair as black as her heart.

“...Ah, right.” you shouldn't have thought so highly of yourself over baking. To Owen, they probably weren’t good, just something to give his appetite.

“Well... That's not entirely true...” The foodie looks to the side uncomfortably for a moment from Heather’s harsh perspective,“Having eaten a lot of things gives me a solid judgement on a variety of tastes. With that said, I’d specifically be really happy to eat (Y/N)’s baked cupcakes again. You can't buy that kind of quality!"

Aw! “Thanks, Owen!” it’s no mystery why everyone was in his support back first season!

“You didn’t use any store bought cake mix, did you?” DJ asks, his naturally kind pitch of voice crunching up an otherwise accusing delivery his words may have played.

“Nope! If I was gonna have half of the ingredients already done for me, I may as well have just ordered the finish product.” the truth radiates through your magnetism, not as magnetizing as your husband, smothering you away in his arms.

For some reason, no one said anything right away. Like taking an exam, silence had scattered among these group of teenagers.

"I'm convinced she has Stockholm syndrome."

Up till Harold breaks it.

"Stockholm syndrome?! Come onn, you know that’s not a real thing!” Lindsay asserted, turning to Beth,“Is it a real thing?"

The nice-hearted nerd smacks a hand to her forehead. Rather than finding humor in uninformed Lindsay, Trent finds his eyes trapped on the sight of Chris’ hand holding onto yours, fingers locked, palms resting. Above all his faults, Chris...still had you.

That kind of love...hard to find, lucky to have.

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tdinyomomma · 8 months

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Total Drama Island! x Reader

This is total drama island with you in it! You didn't know that this was a reality tv show when you signed up for it, Your sister had you make an audition tape but thought it was for a movie. Not a lead roll or anything but it was something that sounded fun. Now that you're stuck in this you decide to win it. Will someone ruin that chance? Will that someone be a love interest? Find out on... Total Drama Island!!

[Name] [Last Name]

Age: 16 Pronouns: She/her Clothes: black crop top, midi Jean shorts, black sneakers, and a light pink belt. Body type: yours Hair type: yours Height: (only one that might not be yours) 5'5

This will be off of the Total Drama series I don't not own anything except for the differences I make and even then I don't really own it!

Later down the road I'll decide who you end up with this is kind of looking like a Gwen x reader. But if that gets over ridden I might change it.

I don't really want to do a Duncan x reader though. I love him but eh. I was thinking maybe Courtney, Cody Or Heather.

If you want to request an imagined comment or privately dm!

CHAPTERS RIGHT HERE FOR THE STORY!!!!

1. The Not So Great Outdoors pt. 1

2. The Not So Great Outdoors pt. 2

3. The Big Sleep

4. Dodge Brawl

5. Not Quite Famous

6. The Sucky Outdoors

7. Phobia Factor

8. Up The Creek

9. Paintball Deer Hunter

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dockofshame · 11 months

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I’m back and I made some self-indulgent headcanons.

I whipped up some headcanons about a few of the Total Drama characters and about how they would be with a significant other who has seizures.

DISCLAIMER: I have epilepsy myself; I get that my experience is not everybody else’s. The epilepsy headcanons are based off my own seizures and how I am/feel after one happens. (Also there’s no real rhyme or reason as to why I chose these characters oops)

Bridgette:

Bridgette’s pretty composed in the moment of the seizure, albeit pretty shocked and scared when you have it. She catches you when you start to go down, and knows at least some of the basics of epilepsy care in laying you on your side and making sure you don’t hit anything.

Bridgette tries not to make you think too hard when you start regaining consciousness; sticking to asking how you’re feeling and guiding you to somewhere where you can rest.

She asks why you didn’t tell her about your condition, but she asks in a gentler way as opposed to someone like Heather. You admit that you hadn’t had a seizure in months and thought you’d been doing good. You thought the new medicine was doing its job.

You’re not as sore after this seizure but you are pretty wobbly. Bridgette’s pretty klutzy on land herself so while she’s not exactly a good candidate to help you get up and walk, you do ask her to at least watch you and make sure you don’t fall down and hit your head on anything else or fall down any stairs.

Courtney:

Out of all of these characters, Courtney is one of the best to be around when it comes to the actual seizure itself. She’s always taken charge in a crisis, and is immediately laying you on your side and yelling for people around her to help move items that you could hit your head on.

When you regain consciousness, Courtney starts by asking if you’re okay, then by asking if you know what day it is, what you were doing before the seizure actually happened. You’re a little overwhelmed and beg her to just let you take a nap, and you’ll explain later. She apprehensively agrees.

Sure Courtney’s heard of epilepsy and sure she has first-aid training, but she’s never actually seen someone have a seizure before… and being good in a crisis doesn’t stop her from being worried for you. Is Y/N okay? Why didn’t they tell me they had seizures?

You wake up after about an hour-long nap; head throbbing, tongue bitten and something sticky on the front of your shirt. You also smell iron very faintly… crap, you got blood on this top. You sit up and sure enough, Courtney’s sitting next to you. You tell her that you were diagnosed with epilepsy years ago and that this is just another Tuesday for you, and you’re happy to answer any questions she might have.

She’s on you like a hawk for the next few days; making sure you take your medicine on time, asking how you’re feeling, if there’s anything she can do to help. You tell her that you appreciate that she cares about you, truly, but that the best thing she can do right now is just… not worry.

Ella:

Ella doesn’t know anybody with medical conditions like this and she’s never had to think about it, so she’s not prepared and is scared to the point of crying when she sees you start to twitch and fall down pretty hard. It’s Sky who tells her that you must have some kind of seizure disorder; her ex-boyfriend Keith had seizures too.

You feel strangely normal after this seizure, minus your legs being sore. You wake up to some soothing singing and sure enough, Ella’s kneeling by your side with some pain medicine and a water bottle.

Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, you tell her with a strange sense of guilt as you sit up. You take the medicine and a gulp of water, and procede to add, my sleep schedule’s been out of whack. Counting to three in your head, you slowly stand up, and Ella takes your hand… and then pulls you into an unexpected hug. Unfortunately you’re pretty wobbly and she winds up knocking you both down.

I was so worried something bad would happen to you, Y/N. Her voice is choked up- a complete 180 from her usually sunny demeanor- and your heart drops a little bit. I mean, of course this was bad, but you could have… I mean…

You return the hug and reassure her it’s okay, that you’ve been dealing with this for years and that it’s just another day, and you’ll do everything you can to be careful. In the meantime, do you want to go on a walk together? Your legs are actually really stiff and you think it’ll do you some good.

Heather:

Unlike Bridgette and Courtney, Heather isn’t quite as good in a crisis, so she goes straight into panic mode when she sees you go down. Courtney’s the one who helps get you to where you need to be (lying down, head not hitting anything) and then Sierra tells Heather that you’re epileptic… nobody questions how she knows that.

This seizure was a little harsher than they have been in the past; you’re pretty sore and you have a bloody lip. It takes awhile for you to regain consciousness.

There’s a bit of a debate between you and Heather as to whether to take you to the hospital, because you’re pretty vehement about not paying thousands of dollars for a ride in the wee-yoo wagon whereas she thinks you’re being unreasonable. Heather ultimately brings you there herself.

While she at least waits until you’re home to blow her top at you, she does still blow up. Why didn’t you TELL me about this, Y/N? Didn’t you think I would have found out sooner or later? Yes, you lamely admit, but you were embarrassed and had no idea how to bring it up. Does it change her view of you?

Of course not, you idiot, she says. But don’t make me worry like that again; I love you- she puts her hand over her mouth, completely caught off-guard at the words that just escaped her lips.

You scrunch into yourself sheepishly. Right, you say, no more worrying. Gotcha.

#total drama x reader #tdi x reader #total drama island #total drama world tour #td courtney #td bridgette #td ella #td heather #tdi heather #tdi bridgette #tdi courtney #tdpi #i have some unfinished dawn headcanons maybe i’ll add those sometime #total drama fanfic

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goosetheluce · 9 months

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I loved your different Heather headcanons and so was wondering if you had any related to male reader being in a love triangle involving Heather and Bridgette or Gwen where the Reader is somewhat oblivious to the girls competing with each other over them? How do you think it would end?

ooo interesting concept. and yesss bridgette content i love her <3

M!Reader x Bridgette and Heather Headcanons (Love Triangle)

Bridgette, the certified laid-back sweetheart, would never say anything bad about anyone unless they deserve it. So you probably should have noticed when her face fell the second Heather's name left your throat.

"I didn't know you were friends with Heather," Bridge remarked casually in response to her name. Her eyes had left yours and instead trained across the lake. The water washed over your bare legs as you sat on the dock with her, socks and shoes tossed to the side.

"I guess you could say we are. Being on the same team and having similar goals is pretty much all it takes to be friendly. At least, I think so," you explained. You knew she was difficult, but something about her just made you curious. You hoped maybe you could see what was underneath her surface.

Bridgette laughed. "If that's what it takes to be friendly, then you and I are on a five-star date right now." She brought her spring-tinged eyes back to yours, wiggling her eyebrows sarcastically.

You laughed and felt your cheeks heat up. "You can take the bill, then," you smirked. "I mean, ladies first, right?"

Bridgette elbowed you playfully. "I'm in my own Great Depression with how broke I am, so, no can do." She pulled her legs out of the water and dried them off. "Anyway, I'm gonna go hang out with Geoff. Cya."

She gave you one last smile before walking off. Your heart sang.

Heather, the infamously cunning queen bee, would say anything bad about anyone, even if they don't deserve it. The complete opposite of the surfer girl. But it got a bit much for you when you waved at Bridge and her tirade began.

"Don't you know she's just going to slow you down? Look at her, she's too nice. She doesn't have what it takes to win. Don't you want to win, y/n?" Heather slid her hand on top of yours slyly, her chin raised up at you while smiling. She liked making moves on you.

You just stared at Heather, in shock of her attack. Your mouth suddenly tasted bitter as you swiftly pulled your hand out from under hers and jumped to your feet.

"Ever heard of friends, Heather? They might do you some good. Humble yourself."

Her lip curled with disgust and she looked away, still sitting there on the porch of the cabin. "Whatever. By the way, y/n, you shouldn't shave your face. It looks better with the shadow."

You sighed and went back to your cabin, rubbing your freshly shaved chin, suddenly wishing you could curl up and sleep for days.

You dreamt of kind green eyes and maroon croptops that night.

Bridgette isn't one to fight, but she'll stand up for herself, no doubt. At least, that's what you learned the next day when you heard the angered shrieks from Heather and Bridge in the woods.

"I found it first, bitch. Back off," Heather threatened. The rest of the campers had gathered nearby to see what was going on, you included. The challenge for that day was for your team to find some stupid prize and bring it back to camp.

"Heather, please," Bridgette rolled her eyes. "Get your hand off my wrist! You're so fucking dramatic!" The surfer yanked her hand out of Heather's grip. Bridge was bleeding where her acrylics dug into her skin. "Look what you did, jerk!"

Heather crossed her arms.

"Look at you, putting up a fight!" She sneered. She sent her glare over to where you were standing. "Is it 'cause your little crush is watching?" On the sidelines, Gwen scoffed and called out, "Do you have any goal except to embarrass people on live television?"

Your throat closed up. Was it true? Your heart began to pound in your chest. You wished it was.

Bridgette's face paled and she shot a quick look in your direction. The blood began dripping down the nail marks on her arm.

"I don't have time for this. I'm winning."

And with that, Bridgette made a full dash all the way back to camp, with Gwen close behind her making sure that Heather didn't pull a trick, despite not being on the same team as her.

All the other campers walked off, shooting scowls at Heather. Everyone except for you.

"What the fuck was that? You made her bleed, Heather."

She didn't look at you, still staring at the crowd leaving the forest. "You just don't get it, do you?"

"No, I guess I don't. Enlighten me then, convince me you're not a total nut," you retorted.

Heather whirled around at you, narrowing her eyes and pushing her finger to your chest.

"I do what it takes to survive. In anything. Not just this horrible show. I go back home with no money, and I'll be screwed. Everyone has left me. I only have myself," she hissed. Your heart softened for a moment. She didn't want to be alone.

But then she kissed you, pulled the collar of your shirt down and crashed her lips against yours, and it felt wrong. You pulled away, holding her shoulders at a far distance. You had realized you'd never really see what was under her surface, because she'd never show you.

"You want to have someone, but all you do is push everyone away," you whisper painfully. If you looked closely, you would see her eyes were wet. "So don't act like you'll do anything different with me." You released her, wiped your lips clean of her coconut lip balm, and made your way back to camp. You had to see Bridge.

You scanned the place for warm blonde hair and a blue hoodie, unsuccessful. You asked Geoff, and said she mentioned something about going to the lake.

She heard you behind her before you even sat down.

"Hey, you," she murmured. Her chin was resting on her knees, her eyes watching the choppy waves.

"Hey," you greeted. "Mind if I sit?"

She shook her head and turned back to look at you. Her face was salty with dried tears.

You felt guilty for ever having anything to do with Heather, staring down at her newly bandaged arm. You sat close to her.

"I'm sorry."

"It's alright, y/n. You didn't do anything wrong. But I have a question," she responded softly.

You nodded your head. She took a deep breath.

"I'm not going to lie and say Heather was wrong. I do like you. But will you promise me that you won't be, like...weirded out by that?"

You responded by wrapping your arm around her shoulders, pulling her in. Her hair smelled like citrus shampoo.

"That would be hypocritical of me to be weirded out," you teased. It was a confession, nonetheless. She looked up at you.

"You like me?"

You only responded with a soft kiss on her forehead, pulling her back into your arms.

"Once we get off of this show, I'll take you on a real five-star date," you said softly, rubbing circles into her arm.

She snuggled further into you.

"And you're still paying, y/n."

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writerofadream · 4 months

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Fortune favors the Bold ⛓

TDI!Duncan x Juvie Bestfriend! Reader ⛓

Epilogue: Lilly Tarun

You were waiting by the harbor, your leg swinging off the ledge you were perched on. You had just watched your boyfriend calmly walk off the dock back at camp, because Chef wanted him to go home, to go to you. That was the only reason he had been voted off in the first place.

By your estimations, your fiancé would be arriving very soon.

Anger was screaming in the back of your head, she knew that once he returned she’d be gone again. Quicker than a lost memory. She was telling you to get up, that you didn’t need anyone and you never needed anyone, she wanted you to grab your backpack, and start running.

But your heart was aching.

All you wanted.

Was very close.

Suddenly, you saw it. The rickety boat, and unsurprisingly Duncan had thrown the Captain overboard as well, quite a while ago. Duncan was driving, you caught his eyes, and they were dark, sad, and dull. He docked the boat and stepped off, he didn’t know you were there yet. But that didn’t last very long. You let yourself fall off your ledge and onto the boardwalk and began running.

A smile broke on your face and you were whooping for joy. Before you could stop yourself, you launched yourself into a cartwheel which turned into a back handspring which ended with you flying on top of Duncan.

Anger was gone, you felt Duncan wrap his arms around you slowly, as if he didn’t believe you were there. “Am I imagining this?” He whispered his breath tickling your ear. “Mm, you tell me.” You smiled cheekily and landed a thousand kisses across his face causing a small smile to break onto him. “Hola mi vida.” He laughed and hugged you tighter, burrowing his face into your hair.

“Can’t believe you lost.” You whisper-teased. But Duncan was silent, he had his hand on your stomach, and a shocked expression on his face. He had just felt the kick of Lily or James Tarun. You smiled fondly, you haven't had your period since your second to last night in camp, with Duncan.

“...Baby, are you pregnant?” He whispered and a smile landed on your face.

“Duncan, you're gonna be a daddy.” You spoke quietly, holding a hand to his face, with a bright smile on your lips. Slowly, a huge smile appeared on your fiancè’s face and he picked you up, gently and twirled you around.

“I’M GOING TO BE A DADDY!”

Planning for the wedding was easy as pie. Probably because you let Courtney do mostly everything.

She was so excited the girl had been freaking out. She had Gwen stitch you a beautiful dark green wedding dress. It reached the floor and dragged behind you, it had gold sparkles on the hem, and you had flared sleeves which made you look as if you were floating, you wore gold heels, and simple makeup.

You stared at yourself on the day of your wedding. “Are you sure it’s okay?” Gwen was super nervous. She hadn’t done stitch work in forever.

In all honesty it was fine, just a little long. There was exactly one hour until the ceremony began. All the girl campers were herded into the bridal suite trying to calm you down. You nodded and smiled softly. “It’s great, Gwen.” You smiled, but Eva disagreed. “You think it’s too long.” Her eyes flickered up and down your body.

Gwen laughed.

“I figured that would happen. So when it’s time to dance, just tug at whatever size you’d prefer and the rest of the dress will come off easily, making it the perfect size.” Gwen explained. “I still think you should’ve worn the monkey outfit I bought you! You could’ve attracted a sasquatch.” Izzy complained and you smiled ruffling her hair in a motherly fashion.

Sadie clapped her hands together and jumped up and down excitedly. “You look so pretty.” Katie whispered, you squeezed her hand.

Each of your bridesmaids had their preferred color and dress style. Bridgette wore an ocean-blue cocktail dress, Leshawna wore a cream-colored wrap dress, Gwen wore a dark blue victorian-style dress, Sadie and Katie wore neon pink rompers with beautiful sleeves, Izzy wore a rainbow colored jumpsuit, Courtney wore a greenish-brownish criss-cross dress, Lindsay wore a crimson red sundress, and Eva wore a blue suit.

Bridgette came up to the mirror and you made eye contact through the glass. “Are you doing okay?” She mouthed. You nodded a watery smile playing on your face.

The entire group of girls awed and gave you a big bear-hug.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Leshawna quickly opened it up, ready to yell at whatever boy it was this time. But instead it was your unofficial brother's girlfriends. “We thought she needed a hug.” Jasmine said with tears in her eyes, she was Leo’s girlfriend.

You all had a big group hug, with yourself in the middle.

“Remember, you have loved that idiot since you were born, right? You're perfect for each other.” Luna, Avery’s girlfriend, gave you a quick hug. It was five minutes till it was time. “Now this was forty dollars worth of makeup, do NOT make me cry,” The girl was fanning her face.

The rest of the bridesmaids did the same, all choking on their tears.

–

It was time. You sat at the end of the bridal train, holding your bouquet, your arm was linked with Chef’s. Who had a small smile on his face, and was biting the inside of his cheek to stop himself from crying. Izzy was in front of you, linked arms with Gwen. But just before it was time, Izzy turned around and walked quickly to you.

“You have been more of a mother for me, then either of my parents ever had. I love you, and you deserve the world, mami.” The girl smiled watery and wrapped her arms around you. You choked on a sob. “I love you too, kiddo.” You hadn’t even realized it. But you already had a kid. Izzy Connelley, this freaky redhead, who you’d give anything for.

She quickly walked up to her spot with her arm intertwined with Gwen’s as the music began.

“Are you scared?” Chef asked, it was almost time for you to walk up. You thought for a moment.

“I’m not scared of a lot of things. He makes me fearless.” You said with a small nod. Chef smiled. This friendly, terrifying, angry, delinquent kid made him so excited for his little girls to grow up.

He hoped they’d be just like you.

Then you stepped out into the shaded area, the wedding was covered by the trees. So you’d have some privacy. There were all the sane contestants back together again, in one area, for a wedding, and if people knew about that there’d be hordes and hordes of screaming fans.

You looked out at the people, with crooked smiles on their faces.

You stifled a laugh as Leo flipped you off, which caused him to get punched by Avery, which caused them both to get punched by their partners. You felt your heart skip a beat once you saw your father standing by Duncan’s mom. After all these years it was still hard not to get mad at him, to not yell, but instead you just smiled.

Then you saw Duncan, who was staring at you with a dumbfounded expression. You waved slyly, and a light blush pulled itself on his cheeks. He wore a dark green suit and his typical hair. You finally reached the platform and stepped on, giving Chef a kiss on the cheek.

“You hurt her and I’ll be putting your butt in my next dish, got that, Tarun?” He ordered the boy, who gave him a mock salute with a cheeky smile.

“Can’t believe we’re getting married.” He mouthed. You both stood in front of each other as DJ spoke, he was the priest, and was going on about legacy currently. “I can.” You mouthed before winking. Duncan raised an eyebrow as DJ finally got onto vows.

The boy was still staring at you, so DJ had to hit him over the head with the bible causing Duncan to curse. “You said you wrote your vows, now say them, dude.” DJ shook his head, before turning to you. “You could’ve had any dude, girl.” He said, disbelieving, causing you to laugh.

“Y/N L/N, I’d choose you in a hundred lifetimes, a hundred words, in any version of reality I’d choose you. I’d find you, I’d choose you. I love the way your eyebrows crease when you're upset, I love the way you can juggle balls but not pens, I love the way you talk, the way you breathe, the way you live. I love you. I have loved you since I first met you. When I was younger, there was this girl who I adored, and whenever she laughed it was like a question, and all I wanted was the answer. That girl was you, it will always be you.”

“Now it’s your turn, Y/N.” DJ pointed at you and you smiled squeezing Duncan’s hand.

“Duncan Tarun, you are more me, then I am. Whatever our souls are made of, whatever is left of them, mine and yours are the same. I thought I was unworthy of love, because I was alone for a really long time, my dad was not in his mind, and no one talked to me. But there was you, my neighbor who I had been in love with since forever, you made me remember what it felt like, to feel, to breathe. The only reason I live the way I do, is because my bestfriend. Duncan Tarun, if I were to live a thousand lives, I would want to have you in each one. Because what good is a puzzle without her missing piece?”

Both of you turned to look at Duncan’s brothers and shook your heads, nearly in sync. “How did we get married before you?” Duncan sighed.

“Now, I pronounce you idiot and girl in love with idiot. You may kiss the bride.” DJ laughed as Duncan grabbed you, and covered your face in kisses.

The entire place erupted into cheers from everywhere. The brothers were screaming and doing whatever older brothers do, your parents were smiling, the bridesmaids were outright sobbing, Eva was looking at everyone awkwardly but smiling all the same, Izzy was whooping and swinging from light to light, the groomsmen were ruffling Duncan’s hair, and giving you fistbumps.

Now it was time for the party.

It was amazing. Everything about it was so perfect. You watched fondly as Izzy tackled Lindsay effectively breaking her phone. Duncan’s favorite song was playing right now, and you and him were dancing together. Trent was in charge of being the DJ. Your messed up, ugly, beautiful, insane, crazy, calm, family danced until they were breathing heavily.

You were dancing with Lindsay, giggling about Heather when your father came up to you. His hair was turning gray, he was thin, and had permanent bags under his eyes. “Can I have this dance?” He held his hand out. “Is this your grandpa?” Lindsay murmured in your ear and you shooed her off. You stared at the hand, your heart pounding.

This wasn’t right, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

You did not invite your father because you wanted to forgive him, you invited him as a common courtesy. That did not mean you had to talk to him.

Duncan came up from behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist kissing your neck, before realizing who was in front of you, and he paused, his body tensing with anger. “Mr. L/N, what do you want?” He said very quietly. “I want a dance with my daughter, who I have not seen in a very long time.” Your father replied.

Duncan stepped in between you both and bent down a little to look you in the eyes. “¿Quieres bailar con él, vida mía?” Which roughly translates into, ‘do you want to dance with him, my life?’. You nodded curtly and Duncan stepped away squeezing your shoulders.

You began to dance with your father.

“You look so much like your mother.” Your father kissed your forehead, and you flinched away. His eyes softened. “Honey, you know why I sent you away. Duncan’s father made me.” He explained. That turned on a switch in your mind.

“All of my life, you have made excuses on why you left me to the wolves. Mom died when I was a child, and as far as I know, so did my dad. You barely talked to me growing up, you never fed me, you never even told me you love me. So stop making excuses, Miles.” You hissed. Your dad recoiled.

“I gave you every opportunity to succeed. You got sent to the best camps, and got the best training. Any trauma those camps caused only made you stronger.” He returned. Your anger was back and with a vengeance.

“I WAS SEVEN. THE ONLY THING SUPPOSED TO BE MAKING ME STRONGER WAS MILK.” You screamed, your vision was turning red. Suddenly there were arms around you.

Duncan’s arms were around your waist picking you up, even though you were screaming and kicking, and Duncan’s mom guided you off. The groomsmen escorted your father off the property and the bridesmaids all glared at him.

Duncan and his mom put you in a room and closed the door. You were fanning your face. “Lindsay spent five hours on this makeup, I swear if one tear-” You groaned. Artemis walked over to you, with a soft smile.

“Honey, my husband was not a very nice-man and I see that resemblance in your father. Grief makes people do crazy things.” She whispered. “That anger is why my son adores you.” Artemis laughed softly. She was always quite timid. “She’s right, you know.” Duncan was leaning against the door his arms crossed.

“This is supposed to be our day, Scorpion. Do not let anyone else get in the way of that.” Duncan sighed, walking over to you and wrapping you in a hug.

Artemis stared at you both. Her son, and her unofficial daughter. Two crazy kids in love. She knows that you will kiss away all of her son’s scars, and make him a little more whole each passing day. Because the way you look at Duncan only proves how much you love him.

—

As you all walked out, the bridesmaids flocked over to you. “Do you want me to give your daddy a whoopin 'cause I will,” Leshawna had a hand on her hip looking at you. You laughed. “It's alright.” Courtney raised a hand “Do you want me to drain his bank account?” she held up a computer which held his bank information… somehow..

“Guys, I’m fine. Now let’s get this wedding back on!”

—

Duncan and Izzy were having a drink off, Owen and DJ were talking with your brothers, Gwen and Trent were still DJing, the brothers gfs/bfs were watching their partners fondly, Courtney and Leshawna were dancing, Lindsay and Eva were taking pictures, Artemis was picking up, Chef and his wife were slow-dancing.

You were holding your stomach, content with feeling the kicks of baby Lily Tarun.

Suddenly a very drunk Chris walked in the room. You stood up quickly, that embarrassed camper instinct still very there. But it was replaced with anger. You wanted to hit him again. You really wanted to hit him again.

Owen sat on Duncan before he could do anything, and Leshawna and Eva grabbed both of your arms.

“Just let him be, Scorpion.” Eva whispered, and eventually the struggle stopped and they dropped your arms and Duncan pushed Owen off of him.

–

“I have this thing where I get older but never wiser.” Chris and Owen were drunk singing and you wanted to shoot your brains out. “This is torture,” You grumbled as Avery walked over to you. “Hey kid.” He smiled ruffling your hair.

“Hey, loser.” You stuck your tongue out at Avery and he jokingly flicked it.

—

You watched as James took a camera off a place you didn’t know a camera was and you rolled your eyes. “Why is your brother spying on us?” You asked your head on Duncan’s shoulder. The green-haired boy shrugged. “He said he did it for the vine.” He took a sip of his whiskey and you had to resist grabbing it.

“One thing I miss is alcohol.” You grumbled, sniffing the cup longingly. Duncan laughed. “You see, you're an alcoholic, and I’m a drug addict. We’re a perfect pair.” that caused you to laugh. Duncan looked up and saw Leo yelling that it was time for a picture.

—

[Picture description:

You and Duncan were kissing, his arms around your waist and your arms around his neck, Bridgette was the only one looking at the camera, Geoff had an arm wrapped around her hip and was kissing the top of her head. Izzy was swinging from the headlights and fell mid-air, Owen was trying to catch her. Trent and Gwen were at the DJ stand looking at records, Eva had her arms crossed and was looking at the ceiling in annoyance, Leshawna was laughing and staring at Owen laughing, DJ was watering the bouquet in your hand, Lindsay had her eyes closed and was smiling, Courtney was shaking her head in exasperation, the brothers were wrestling, and their partners were taking shots of tequila, Chef had his daughters crawling up him and he was laughing, and Sadie and Katie were hugging clearly very happy.]

The camera pans out and it shows the picture framed, and in red ink has the words ‘Family’ with a small heart by it. The camera pans out further and you see it's in a bar, and in the corner the words ‘The Total Drama Bar’ and you see a man with green hair serving up drinks, and a pregnant lady walking down the stairs holding her daughter…

Lily Tarun.

—

Bonus:

Lily and James were searching in your bedroom looking for money. They found an old box that had the words ‘TDI’ on it. “Oi, James, look at this.” Lily ordered her younger brother who quickly walked over and sat on his knees beside his sister.

They opened up the box. Which was full of pictures. Their dad had green hair, which was odd. Grandpa Chef was in the pictures, as well as their aunts and uncles. Suddenly you walked into the room with a fond smile on your face.

“Okay troublemakers, who wants to hear the story about a place called Total Drama Island…” both of your kids raised their hands and came running to you as you sat on the bed holding the pictures.

“Now be warned kids, nothing about this story is false, but all of it is dangerous. It starts off in juvie, in a city far, far away…”

tagged: @lostsomewhereinthegarden

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twiixr4kidz · 2 years

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random romantic headcannons of your favorite total drama character/s go !!

– bat anon 🦇 >:]]

oh hell yeah!! >:)) here's a couple of my favs <3

tdi dating hcs for my fav characters!!

cody (literally my all time favorite i love him):

he's kinda a dumbass

but a lovable one

he panics at any advances you make

he tries to act suave and totally fails

HE DOES THAT THING WHERE HE COMES UP TO YOU AND TRIES TO LEAN ON THE NEAREST OBJECT WHILE MAKING EYE CONTACT WITH YOU AND THEN HE FALLS AND YOU HAVE TO RUSH HIM TO THE ER CUZ HE JUST SHATTERED LIKE 7 BONES AND STARTED SPEAKING IN TONGUES

his love languages are physical touch and acts of service

aka he's super clingy and he does literally everything for you even though you don't need his help

he's a sweetheart :(( i love him

he is the type of mf to not make you a playlist, BUT BURN SONGS ONTO A CD FOR YOU AND USE SHARPIES TO DOODLE ON IT

he loves making little artsy things for you

izzy:

this bitch is batshit crazy and that's why i love her

imagine a calm, quiet life inside a cabin in the woods

okay, now throw that entire dream away

because izzy is so far from calm and quiet

this girl is an OUTLAW

she's always on the run and going on these bizarre adventures (LOL), and she's going to drag her wonderful partner with her

skydiving, jetskiing, face-planting off of a 70 foot tall mountain into a giant pool of cotton candy

you name it, she's going to do it with you

she's also very clingy; even when you're warm, she's going to be hanging off of you like a baby koala

she's bad at expressing her love for you but she makes you feel it through the things she does

she gives you like, awful nicknames

like they're just TERRIBLE but she thinks they're funny and likes the way you cringe when she calls you them

you have gotten called a "pookie wookie boo bear" in front of your entire close family and you still aren't sure if they realized she was being ironic

bridgette:

she's one of the most nonchalant partners you could ever ask for

she's so sweet? literal queenshit

she's a naturally pretty sporty person and she loves to share her passions with people she cares about, so you're going to play sports with her regardless

even if you totally suck, she's going to help you do your best

a sucker for having her hair played with

it literally puts her to sleep

run your fingers through her hair, brush it, style it, whatever

totally hogs the sheets though

loves doing skin care with you

the two of you are going to be sitting on her floor with face masks on while she paints your nails, and there's probably gonna be some shitty reality tv program blaring from a laptop and that's okay

duncan:

he's a risk-taker and a half

he loops you into all kinds of trouble, but intentionally and unintentionally and as duncan's partner, it's something you've gotten used to

he gets you lots of stuff

sometimes he pays for it, other times he doesn't, but that doesn't matter (or so he says)

"babe, are you sure this is safe?" "not at all, would holding my hand help?" "WHAT"

he's bad at words and awkward when it comes to physical affection but he does try

he loves spending time with you, whether it's late-night drives with the music blaring or WALKING through a mcdonald's drive-through

everything is better with you there

and even though he sucks at communicating it, he tries to show you how much he loves you all the time

even if it's not obvious

dj:

so vocal abt how much he loves you

words of affirmation are indeed his shit

he makes you feel so loved and appreciated; you're literally the person EVER in his eyes

and he's going to make you feel like the only person in the world

LOVES paying for like, super fancy outings for the two of you

he can and will find a reason to celebrate every saturday just so you two can go to a fancy upscale restaurant that you really like

he also adores spending time with you outside

just laying on a grassy, flower-covered hill in the sunlight, pointing out the shapes of clouds, or sitting on the porch before dinner as it pours

OH SPEAKING OF FLOWERS??

this man is like, a bouquet connoisseur

shows up to your house on random occasions and gives you flowers

why?

because he can <3

gwen:

WOAH

pretty goth girl <3

homegirl gives you so many snacks? you go over to her house once and you're completely loaded

like she's got a minifridge and everything

she can and will do your makeup too, if you want her to ofc

draws all sorts of pictures for you

she'll give you pages out of her sketchbook, little doodles on your arm, full-blown painted portraits of you, the whole thing

she also writes a lot so you can bet she's written at least 5 poems about you

she's like lowkey clingy? so she definitely texts you A LOT

BUT NOT IN A SCARY "TEXTING YOU 500 TIMES EVERY 10 MINUTES" KINDA WAY

she steals your clothes all the time

and if you're the same size in clothes? you guys are gonna be trading clothes all the time

she just loves dressing you up and buying you stuff she's so cool

owen:

LITERAL SUCKER FOR GIVING YOU THINGS

you're like, the only person he'll willingly share his food with

he also loves making food for you? and he's a really good cook

he's perfectly fine with having nights in the house; just chilling on the couch and watching movies and stuff like that

but he also loves leaving the house

he's a really chill person, and he's super fun to be around too? so while your relationship is pretty lax, it's also super hyper

just literal chaos

his love language is words of affirmations

homeboy talks you up and down about how attractive you are, how great you are to be around, how he wouldn't be complete without you

it's sickeningly sweet and you couldn't ask for anything else

HE PROBABLY TEASES YOU A LOT TOO??

HE'S SUPER TALL SO EVEN IF YOU'RE LIKE, AN INCH SHORTER THAN HIM, YOU'RE GOING TO BE THE BUTT OF "LOL SHORT" JOKES FOR THE ENTIRETY OF YOUR RELATIONSHIP AND ONWARD

harold:

he is such a nerd.

IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE

super awkward but a sucker for intimacy

he does. the same thing as cody where he tries to act suave and then fucks it up

except he doesn't fall over his feet and trip, he falls over his words and then gets embarrassed that he forgot how to talk

so easily flustered

he teases you relentless too, so just look at him in a certain way or something like that and he's gonna be like "oh fuck oh fuck ohfuckohfuckohfuck"

asks to play video games with you, and then kicks your ass

loves loves LOVES listening to you talk about your interests; he's super attentive and the sound of your voice is super comforting to him

he absolutely asks you questions about it too

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dozing-marshmallow · 7 months

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Can you do more ChrisxNibbling stuff cause I saw you do it and I liked it,and can you do it with some campers? Ty!

Thank you! Hope you enjoy !! 💗

CHRIS MCLEAN’S NIBLING! READER AND CAMPERS (CONTINUED HEADCANONS)

This was removed from the final cut; after Egypt’s challenge came to an end, you had a lot of time to spend before you took flight and began the first elimination ceremony of the season.

To relieve frustration, Bridgette took the waves of the Mediterranean Sea, changing into her diving suit and putting her surfboard to good use.

She performed tricks you’ve never seen anyone do before- like one where she projected her board vertically at the wave’s lip and descended gracefully without losing her momentum.

“Cool...” you clapped your hands for the blonde surfer.

“Oh, (Y/N)!” she waved through her wet hair, gliding back to the shallow end,“You were watching?”

“Uh huh, uh huh! You’re so good!” you cheer, impressed at Bridgette’s ability to flow so powerfully on the walls of water,“Can you do that again?”

She happily grants your request,“Alright! Pay close attention!” there she went, this time, sliding frantically above the current, having buckets of spray flash after her, never catching her. She comes back to the shore again, in time for another show of your amazement.

“Woahhh...” a new aspiration was born,“I wanna do that!”

“Aw, really?” she smiled in flattery,“So happy I could inspire you! You’ll be great at it, it’s really fun! Want to see how it feels for yourself?” she offered welcomingly, nodding to her surfboard.

You pause,“I don’t know, Bridgette... I don’t have my swimwear on me and even though I’m boiling... Chris might not be happy if I end up getting wet in these clothes.”

Bridgette respects your duteous response, not minding the turn down,“Well, it’s really responsible of you to listen to your uncle since he’s the one that’s taking care of you. At least he cares about someone on this show!”

“He cares about you guys too!” you chirp otherwise,“Believe me, he just likes to play pretend!” Gosh, you could use some water, but not of the variety you were approaching, even the grains of soaked sand blazed the back of your shoes,“Can I hold onto your leg?”

“What?” Bridgette’s puzzlement very vivid in the watery heat,“But didn’t you say...”

Merrily, you delineated,“I know! But how can he know I went in if I don’t get wet? As long as I don’t get drenched, we’ll be off the hook! Besides, I’ve seen you do it without getting a single drop of water! You can do it again, right?”

You’re only young once. You had to go against the rules every now and then for a lifetime moment of fun. Bridgette grins at the opportunity she now had to introduce an interested kid to the world of surfing,“You can count on it. Just hold on, and try stay still.”

“Aye aye captain!” You carefully go sit at the rear end of the slippery surfboard. Bridgette walks next to it and slowly drags it back into the different medium of salty layers. Demands to maintain balance grew as you hovered above the upcoming waves, feeble hands clutching onto the sides of the surfboard, the whiteness of the sun livened the teal surrounding you.

On the right signal, Bridgette throws herself onto the surfboard and that’s where the fun really started.

Like going on a waterslide! An illegal waterslide. But a thrilling waterslide!

“Coooousin!” Sierra sang, rushing to sit next to you,“How are youu? Are you excited to spend this season together!?”

Why did she keep calling you that?,“Sure?” you look behind her, seeing Cody at the back, peering out from the first class doorway, clasping his hands together.

You sighed.

“Great! Because I have sooo many questions on my bucket list to ask you! It’s called primary data, research you collect yourself!” she bounces, her long magenta hair slapping your face,“That okay with you, cousin? I can give you a leg massage during the interview!”

That was a strange compromise,“No no... I’m good. Uh... What’s the questions?”

“Hehehe! Okay, okay! So you know back in kindergarten, did you actually like Mrs Pearlsey or were you pretending to so you wouldn’t be the last one to get snacks?”

...

I beg your pardon?

That wasn’t what you had in mind. Any tranquility you had evaporated into utter discomposure,“How’d you know that smelly witch’s name?”

"Eeeeee okay okay, so you did hate her!” she scrambled to write it down in her sudden appearing notebook.

“You still need to answer me!” you demand, looking around the empty economy class,“How did you know?”

Sierra had absolutely no idea how what she was doing was abnormal, still behaving like no more than a passionate fan,“Because cousin! We're a family! Family knows everything! Just like your pet fish that died. Riddles!” she tittered, poking your shoulder,“Hehehe, I knew his name too. I never knew why that was the case... Did your friendship with Sam Martins end because of Sheila Jens? Or did it end because he moved away?”

Hearing those names, you shifted drastically away in horror,“I don’t wanna talk to you anymore! Get away from me!” Those were private memories... Memories in which, you couldn’t tell if speared because it happened or because they were resurfacing from an oblivious blabber.

Like the intimate details of your life couldn’t just be kept to you?

“Cousin!” Sierra cools down, about time she got the message,“I didn’t mean to freak you out, I’m only saying these things because I care!” you push her away,“Like youuur safari birthday party! It was sooo cute! I have the exact decorations in a box at home! Your parents threw them away after party.”

“Thank you?” okay that, maybe from your mom’s Facebook. Still weird how she would’ve gone through the act of finding it and scrolling through it...

“Question, who is your favourite? Mom or dad?” her eyes minimised to make space for her hungry beam.

A non-specific reasonable question? A dove to your ears,“Uh...” still an uncomfortable one, but at least it wasn’t aimed from the threads of your life.

To answer it though, you’d never gave it much thought. You loved both of them-

“It’s your daddy, isn’t it? Admit it!” well, no point answering that if she had an answer already,“Aw! It’s so sweet that you still love him after he got in trouble for committing fraud.”

Fraud? Your dad?

No...

She’s lying.

You couldn’t believe it. You were outraged,“What are you talking about? My dad never did fraud! He’s an honest man! You’re a liar! Liar! Liar! Liar!” You yelled at her, as disgusted as your lungs could scratch. She could harass you all she wanted, but to involve your parents in such a lie? Killed any respect you had for her!

However...everything she’d been saying...

“Wait, you don’t know? Oooo, family learning time!” she gasps, as though it was fact, unknown to your spiking loathe for her- rather, it was all a moment for you to learn something harvested from the findings of a raving maniac,"Three years after you were born, your mommy and daddy wanted another baby. But after your daddy was fired for money deception, your mom was realllly mad, so they like decided they couldn't afford to take care of any more kids when they already had a strain on their marriage to mend. So yeah, that’s why it was just you! Auntie and uncle sure were busy, even now as we speak! It would totally be awesome if there was another member in the family though. Chris even said if it was a girl, he wanted it to be named Christy!” her smile as wide as ever, insensitive contrast to your frozen hanging face.

Your dad...fraud...fired...?

“Chris... My dad didn’t actually do fraud, did he?”

He was going to have to have a little talk with Sierra.

Your uncle in the matter was consumed by the abyssal realisation of the consequences he took lightly at the beginning when he accepted an archetype like Sierra on the show.

How could he have underestimated that badly?

Chris had that trait for as long as you knew him- play now, stress later.

Which is why, you didn’t want to go out of your way to bother him anymore for the rest of the night. Even if it meant losing your bedtime story streak.

It was a bummer, but Chris’ well-being mattered more to you than your needs that could be met at any leeway, and you’d hate to coerce him into doing something when he wasn’t in the mood for it.

Not to mention, you yourself wasn’t in a good mood after hearing something that wasn’t in either Sierra’s nor your business to know.

Sierra... It was gonna be difficult enduring her.

It didn’t change how you were sitting in a more shrouded area of first class, a red curtain, leaning on a wall.

“Fine evening, is it not?”

You glance to the source of question.

Look who it is. Charmer boy.

“Yeah...” you didn’t have enough energy to interrogate his convenient timing after wasting most of the day reflecting on the backstory you never knew you had.

He clearly saw that too,“Why so down, little one?”

Ah,“I... Chris is meant to read me a bedtime story... But...”

“But?” Alejandro repeated, very patiently.

“...” you shouldn’t be sharing anything remotely personal with him,“Never mind. It’s nothing.”

“No no, please. Is he...not available for you?”

Your mind rolled back to where Chris was, destress-ing away in the steam of his hot tub,“You can say that...”

Alejandro places his attention on your storybook “Scaredy Squirrel”, the front cover featuring a cartoon squirrel with a Cheshire Cat smile and takes the situation to offer,“Would you prefer if I were to read it to you? Just for tonight?”

Although you had grown used to Alejandro’s dark brown hair and red button up, it seemed you had forgotten through your thorough look up at him.

You didn’t know how Alejandro read story books, but better than nobody,“Okay!” perhaps it’ll help clear your head. Besides, his team did win the very section you were in so you were bound for comfort regardless.

You both are able to fit in one of the golden chairs, thanks to your smaller physique. Holding Mrs Maple, Alejandro takes the book into his hands, turning it around, feeling for the first time and reads the title aloud,“Scaredy Squirrel” he opens it to the first page,“Scaredy Squirrel never leaves his nut tree. He’d rather stay in his safe and familiar tree than risk venturing out into the unknown.”

Woah... You had grown used to Alejandro’s smooth voice, but to hear it in this setting felt like warm milk becoming sound,“The unknown can be a scary place for a squirrel. A few things Scaredy Squirrel is afraid of: green Martians, killer bees, tarantulas, poison ivy, germs, sharks.” His voice was so soft. No crack, no rasp, it was scripted for storytelling. It was scripted for anything.

“Are you scared of any of those things, Alejandro?” you asked him, positioning Mrs Maple in an angle where she could also see the pictures.

“Why should I be? All these things are a mere life form, they exist peacefully. It would be wrong to hold hate against Mother Nature’s creations when they haven’t done anything threatening to us.” There he goes, scarring ambiguity onto his pretty words.

“Even the killer bees?” you giggle. It was right in the name and he called that peaceful?

A smile does grow on his face, catching what you’re indicating,“That’s a different case. They tend to be a lot more territorial than the average bee, but at the end of the day, they help pollinate our plants and help make our food yummy.”

His terminology demoted for you, making his tone elixir sleepy eyelids quicker. You were worried you wouldn’t reach the end of the book.

“But let’s say, just for example, that something unexpected did happen... You can rest assured that this squirrel is prepared.”

You got up to Scaredy Squirrel’s improved schedule, before you nodded off to sleep. Alejandro noticed your first few seconds of slower breathing and verbal absence, and despite that, he kept reading on until he finished.

He removed one of the clean first class blankets out of the plastic packaging and placed it on himself and you, moving as delicately as he could so you could keep using his side as a pillow.

He really would have loved to be the eldest child,“Dormir bien, little one.”

What happened in the past is in the past, and your dad was a changed man- he had to be, or else your mother would’ve left him time ago. See! There was no need for you to worry your little mind to death- Alejandro helped repair your perception without even needing to know what had stained it.

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TDWT CODY X READER Info

[Name] [Last Name] is a known world famous actress. Also known for being a huge germaphobe, what got her into the Total Drama fiasco? Chris McLean repeatedly hitting up her agent so his ratings could go up he needed [Name] on his show. Now she’s stuck in a contract she can’t get out of. She might as well be in it to win it even though the amount of money doesn’t even compare what’s in this famous actress’s bank account.

[Name] [Last Name]

Age: 16

Height: 5’0

Body type: yours

Hair type: yours

Outfit: light purple shirt, blue jeans, black shoes and there’s a hand sanitizer connected on the right belt loop.

CHAPTERS HERE!

1. The Award Winning Actress

2. Walk Like An Egyptian Pt. 1

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justins-1-justan · 7 months

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sooo this is my first request for anything like this ever so im a bit nervous😭

but anyways could you pretty please do Cody and Bridgette hcs? (separate) you could do female or gender neutral reader i don’t mind^^

Have a lovely day! -🍌

EEEEK! YOU DID AMAZING 🍌ANON AND DON'T SWEAT IT THIS IS MY FIRST TIME GETTING A REQUEST!

Contents: reader was written with fem in mind however most HCs can be interpreted as G/N, Bridgette's is borderline one shots/drabbles meanwhile Cody's is more traditional HCs territory.

Bridgette!

AQUARIUM DATES!!

Like you're both *that* couple at the aquarium having all the aesthetic moments with the fishies.

That's actually where the two of you met...

You rubbed the hand sanitizer into your skin as you began to approach the fiddler rays you've been dying to pet all day. The sun had already began setting as you finally approached the tank they were kept inside. With the directions of the worker, you cautiously stuck your hand in the chilly water in an attempt to pet the one in front of you when you feel someone's hand touch yours, you look up as you mutter an apology at the same time as the person whose hand you touched, only to trail off at the sight of by far the most pretty girl you've ever seen, the setting sun casting an almost halo around her blonde hair.

After that chance meeting, you both visit the local aquarium for dates frequently.

So much so that you've begun to help name the newborn fiddler rays, those being, Slater, Dirt, And Munch~Munch!

Aside from aquarium dates you also go to her surfing competition as her personal cheerleader!

"Woo! Go Bridgette!" You cheered as she lands a rodeo flip followed by a floater, sadly that floater was also followed by an almost equally epic wipe out. You quickly rushed closer to the shore, towel in hand, as she coughed up a bit of sea water. "Ugh.. I almost had it.." She groaned between coughs as you wrapped the towel around her. "Well, at least you looked cool!" You replied which caused her to giggle. "When I was actually on the board or when I got thrown off?" Bridgette questions with a small smile. You giggle in response not giving a real answer.

Hit you upside the head with her surfboard once on accident.

Was very sorry but still.

Call it cliche, but you both walk in hand in hand down the beach on the reg. Finding seashells and observing crabs.

"Bridgette look! This seashell matches your eyes!" You excitedly exclaim, pressing the green shell into her hand. "You think?" She asks, holding it up to cover one of her eyes. "Yeah! And it's still intact, a rare find for a rare girl!" You answer truthfully. Oh if you knew the way the morning sun reflected in your eyes at that moment, the way her heart nearly stopped beating, the way you never fail to make her breathless. You thought she was a rare girl but you are a step above rare to her, you were like the type of wave that only happens once a generation.

Her favorite thing about you? Probably the way you give her the same thrill as the first time she ever set foot on a surfboard.

The way your smile lights up your face like the sun reflects on the sand, you're the shore to her ocean.

Loves resting her head against your shoulder whenever she can, watching movies? Head on your shoulder. On the bus? Head on your shoulder.

song that describes your relationship: message in a bottle, by Taylor Swift.

Love language: if teaching you random stuff counts as acts of service and giving you the simultaneously weirdest yet nicest compliments counts as words of affirmation then those.

And finally miscellaneous hc of mine, she's her class valedictorian.

Cody

One of the nicest guys you've ever met.

Like ever.

How you met? For whatever reason whether boredom or genuine interest you were watching a chess documentary at the movie theater and that's where you met him..

It was a February day, not long before valentines actually. You were walking into the movie theater, snacks and slushie in hand. The theater was fairly busy and you sat by a stranger. The promos hadn't even begun yet when he began talking to you. "Soo.. You've ever heard of Robert j. D'Amato?" The fated stranger asks you. You slowly blink at him. "..." "...." "Well I mean you are here to watch a documentary about him so-!" He anxiously blathered on, and at that moment, with this cute stranger sat beside you, you realized, you walked into the wrong theater. "Actually, I don't know anything about chess... Could you tell me about it?" You successfully secur the opportunity of having a cute boy explain what on earth a French defence is.

After the movie he not so smoothly asked for your number, which you happily gave.

I feel like he's really into retro video games, like 90s Zelda, gen 1 pokemon, and Sims 2.

Speaking of which! He is SO the type of dork to make him and his S/O in Sims to live happily ever after with a dog and everything.

Given how he has such severe allergies, I think he'd be super cautious with your allergies. Like if your allergic to a food, it suddenly vanished from his diet entirely.

Calls you every nickname in the book: babe, cupcake, darling, etc.

^ thinks he's so smooth with those but half the time is stumbling over his words.

You both start watching a movie but somehow always just wind up falling asleep on the couch for four hours.

Some wizard movie played in the background as your sleeping form breathed slowly. Cody's arm wrapped around your torso. His eyes slowly opened to see your face close to his own, the sun from the open window cascading across your face made you look ethereal. He breathed deeply and readjusted to hold you closer, closing his eyes and embracing the moment more.

Anyways be prepared to hear hours long rambles about Albert Einstein.

One time you went to Disneyland with him and he told you the exact physics of how the incredicoaster works.

^ Depending on the person you are you were either too freaked out to go on or made you more hyped.

You know how I mentioned it being February in the how you met section? Well he is actually a gold medalist in the art of valentines gifts. Like gives you all the stuffed animals, flowers, and chocolate.

Song that reminds me of your relationship: porcelain face, or yellow hearts.

Love language: all of them. In the wise words of Julie Chen "expect the unexpected" who would've thought that would apply to your boyfriend.

And final miscellaneous head cannon as a goodbye: he utmost definitely was a pillow pets kid.

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Heather x Reader- If You Can't Take The Heat (Chapter Ten)

if you haven't read: nine

Today was almost a normal morning, I got up early to use the bathroom and on my way over I heard Duncan, DJ, and Geoff cheer and high for something. Instead of seeing what it was about I decided to mind my business… for now.

Chris stood in front of us as we lined up.

Once he knew we were all there and paying attention he began his regular explanation of what we’re doing for the challenge. “Today’s challenge will test your minds, your teamwork, and your skills in the kitchen.” He declares.

“You’ll be cooking a three-course meal and serving it to me for tasting. The winners get a reward. The losers will send somebody home. Each team will appoint a head chef to create the theme of the meal and to oversee the cooking.” He exclaims, I glance over to see DJ wearing an anxiety filled expression.

Then next to me is Heather with a smug one herself. I think that pretend friendship got cut short with her because she hasn’t talked to me since we sent Cody home.

Even though she knows I didn’t even vote for her. I could be wrong though. Who knows?

“To cook you need ingredients. Every morning a truck brings food. Today’s task starts there.” A dolphin backs out of the water in a truck.

He sits on the driver side, making a squeaking noise. I kind of felt like I was tripping on mushrooms seeing it but no one else says anything so I don’t either.

I watch Geoff and DJ open the doors and I stay back with my team, my arms folded, as we go over to the truck after the Killer Bass finishes what they’re doing Heather speaks up.

“Head chef! Called it!” Nobody says anything, just a few eye rolls here and there.

“Try not to screw up this time, okay?” I overhear her say to Beth, I shake my head.

“Hey, [Name]!” She then sprints up to me and I boredly give her my attention.

“Yes, Heather?’ I sigh, mainly out of my nose. “

Be my co-head chef?” She smiles, which confuses me since she wouldn’t even look my way earlier. “Is that even a thing?” I snort.

“I made it a thing, just now.” She states. Right because everything she wants she gets. Well I guess I have a choice here.

“I had to take the leadership role. Hello! We’re on a losing streak. And really everyone else on the team is pretty useless. Not [Name] though. That’s why I’m making her my co-head chef!” Heather speaks to the camera.

“Sweet, let's hit the road!” Geoff says, him and the K.B.’s walk away, going past us. We go into the truck next. Heather holds her clipboard and she has them get the things we need. She told me I wasn’t needed for this, having me stand right beside her.

“Leshawna, mangoes. Beth, pineapples, Lindsay macadamias. Trent molasses, Gwen tomatoes.” It was an easy in and out thing to do. We head to the kitchen and I get the Head chef’s attention. “So, what am I doing as the co-head chef?” I question, glancing around confused.

“You make sure people are doing what they’re told.” She grins, my shoulders slump in disappointment knowing that means nothing but as she scrunches her face I fake a smile. “Great.”

“Gwen, Lindsay, you’re on the citrus macadamia upside-down-cake flambe.” Heather instructs, I try to look over her shoulder if I really have nothing to do today. And to my great disappointment my name isn’t even on the paper.

Owen then bumps into us while carrying a huge bag of oranges, they fall out, he of course trips over one and squishes the rest of the oranges after he fell on them. Heather, Trent and I flinch at the sight.

“Go back to the food truck and get more oranges.” Was the first thing Heather says, I put my head down, biting my tongue to not say anything.

“I’m on it.” Owen points, I quickly follow behind him.

And where are you going?” My lovely “friend” asks me.

“Being a team player and friend. I’m going to help get the oranges.” I yell behind me, not turning around to see her most likely angry face. But I do overhear her start to give more orders to our team.

Owen and I get the fruit now in wooden crates.

“We should hurry back so you have more time to cook.” i say, carrying my own crate.

“Yeah.” Owen chuckles. He doesn’t really try conversing with me but he points out food things to me every once in a while and we start jogging. I’m ahead of the bigger blond. My legs moving with ease, listening to my heart rate that speeds up slightly.

Almost not hearing Owen bump into a tree and grunt. A swarm of bees fly down from their hive and attack him.

“No! Ow! Ooh! AAh!!” He screams, running off.

I facepalm, gently placing down my oranges and running after the blond.

“Owen ran towards the water!” I shout. “Huh!?” He exclaims, not hearing me he doesn’t do what I say but instead out runs them surprisingly. So not wanting to get attacked myself I go back to the oranges moving his crate away from the tree so he can grab them and not bother the bees again. We grab our boxes and start jogging again.

“You alright?” I smile worriedly. “I’m fine.” He nervously chuckles. He harshly swings open the door. “It’s okay everyone. I’m back!” He chuckles, I raise my head from behind his shoulder.

“Me too!” I called out. “Trent heads up!” Owen throws his crate at the boy and I gasp.

“Owen!” I slap him on the arm, shoving him out of my way to check on Trent. “Oops.”

“Things are going perfectly, except for Owen’s hornet stings, and Trent’s concussion, which means he’s out for today’s challenge. But still, this challenge is totally ours.” Heather tries to be positive but in the end she slaps her forehead, disappointed with her team.

“If only Heather would let me cook. We’d win so fast! But for some reason I’m sitting here like a waste of space.” [Name] sadly says.

“These slices are totally uneven. Switch places with Leshawna.” Heather directs to Beth who goes to do as she’s told but Leshawna stops her.

“What are you talking about? They look fine to me.” Leshawna furrows her brows.

“Um, I didn’t get head chef because of poor presentation.”

“No! You got to be head chef because you called it.” The bigger girl gets in the head chef’s face.

“And who do you think you’re fooling with that crispy white-apron power trip you got going on?” Heather doesn’t even seem affected by the other girl's words.

“Are you going to be a team player or not?” She questions.

“Ooh, I’m a team player all right, but I’m also allergic to pineapples.” Leshawna admits.

“Just get slicing.” Heather crosses her arms. “Now!” Leshawna picks up her knife in front of her with an angry expression, Heather puts on a happier one. “Thanks, guys.”

“Oh, two-faced bossy little– Argh!” Hives already start to show on Leshawna’s arms, I sigh, pushing her out of the way.

“I got it, hun. Move over.” I say, not wanting any more arguing for the other team to hear.

“Thanks, doll. You’re seriously a life saver.” She thanks me and I just shrug.

“She wasn’t giving me anything to do anyways.” I snicker, cutting up the fruit at a fast pace.

“Go wash your hands to halt the hives from growing anymore.” I tell her, and she does as she's told. I then turn to Beth. “That looks great, keep it up!” I flash a smile. “Thanks.” Beth snorts.

“What should i do now, though?” Leshawna walks back over.

“Stand here and look pretty. I need a view while I cook.” I wink jokingly.

It was quick to finish off the pineapples on sticks. But not even moments later do I hear Heather scream.

“Aah! My eyebrows!” We look over to see something caught on fire and then her covering her eyebrows. “Owen!”

“Is it finally lunch time?”

“No, get my makeup bag from the cabin!” She hyperventilates,

“but the bees.” He reminds her. “Now!” She shoves a pan in his face, threatening him.

“It’s like I’m on a team of morons.” She slams her head down.

“Oh, that’s it. Someone needs to teach this girl a little respect.” Leshawna punches her palm.

I finish up what Beth and I were doing and then I go over to Gwen and Lindsay. They try to figure out how to work with the cake but I see there’s still some leftover mix and frosting.

I take it over to the counter with the sink and make my own miniature cake. As I was doing that, Owen comes back with the makeup kit and throws it to Heather but Leshawna catches it then throws it to Beth, then Beth to Lindsay as Gwen opens up the fridge door.

I try my best to ignore what’s happening as Lindsay throws the makeup bag into the fridge, Heather runs after it and they shut the door, locking her inside of it. I understand their anger but it’s putting our team in jeopardy.

I end up making miniature plates of every dish and hiding it somewhere just in case this all goes bad. We have little back ups. Well it might just be my dinner instead of the Chef's horrible cooking.

Beth is setting things up for our side of the table with Chris in the middle. “Owen, guard the food, alright let’s do this y’all.” Leshawna snaps her fingers and we head outside of the kitchen.

Chris eats his food from the bass but I missed the beginning as I snuck in Heather a sweater, but I didn’t show my face. As much as I want to let her out she can survive a few more minutes in the cold.

“On a scale of 1 to 10. 15! How will the gophers respond?” Leshawna shows the door for Owen to bring out the food but when he doesn’t come out she goes in.

“Tell me you did not eat the entire plate of ribs?” She shoves him out of the kitchen. He then normally places down the dish as if it isn’t just a thing of bones.

“Yeah, this looks like it’s, uh, been eaten.” The host points out the obvious.

“Not all of it. I think there’s a tiny piece left on that bone over there.” Owen points out and Chris takes it, biting off of the little chunk.

“You know, what? I’ve had worse. Two points!” Owen cheers but is cut off by Chris just as quickly as he started.

“Ooh, cloe, Owen. But the Bass still lead with 15-11. Time for dessert.” He announces He gives the Bass’s a six.

“The bass have 21 so the gophers need 10 points just to tie it up.” Lindsay brings out the dessert dish and it looks like I’ll be able to eat my mini one later.

“I have to say this dessert looks like a winner.” But I glance closer and notice it’s the same exact one they caught on fire. I go to stop him but he sticks the fork in and it turns to a puff of smoke and dust. Instead of leaving it be he takes a bite and starts gagging. I sigh, he starts gagging and Owen rushes to the host to save him. I sigh and go into the kitchen as Owen tries saving him. I grab my tiny dessert I made. Without the stupid flammable stuff. As I head back Lindsay rushes in to save Heather.

“What? Girl was making everyone trip.” Leshawna defends herself. I question what I walk into.

“Oh, I hear that.” Chris grins, Heather comes through the doors in a shade of blue, shivering. “Oh, the horror!” Owen gasps.

“You guys are s-s-s-o dead.” She shivers, I frown.

“Is it over?” She turns to Chris.

“It is. Bass won 21 to 12 and it’s not just ‘cause I almost died. The ribs sucked too.” He informed her but it was towards us too. I glance between him and Heather then down at my dessert. I was going to see if this could boost us more points but it definitely would not bring us up 10 points so it wouldn’t matter at this point.

“Great. That’s just great. Why do we keep losing people?” She asks us, then moves up to the table. “And what is this? I didn’t approve of this?” Heather points to an ugly rock that has flowers around it, Beth goes up to her, picking it up.

“I brought it back as a souvenir, you know, from the other island.” My eyes widened in shock. “You did what?”

“You mean boney island, the deadliest island in Muskoka, the one I specifically said not to take anything from or you’ll be cursed?” Chris jumps into the conversation in a serious tone.

“Yeah…” Beth shamefully admits. “I didn’t know I’ll put it back!” She runs off but she already ruined it for herself. She’s getting kicked off for sure.

“Okay, the killer bass now have seven members, now tied up with the gopher’s soon to be seven as well. And as promised, the winners will be enjoying a reward tonight. A five star dinner under the stars.” The killer bass cheered and I walked out of the kitchen.

Heather walks up after me, still shivering.

“Why didn’t you help me out!?” She throws my sweater at my face and I take it, tossing it over my shoulder.

“Heather, you hurt my feelings today.” I state, she stops in her tracks and I get in front of her.

“I didn’t mean for you to be in there for that long but I couldn’t even focus on anything today. I was so hurt that you wouldn’t even let me do anything too.” I fold my arms, she doesn’t say anything so I take it as to speak up again.

“Why did you do that?” I ask, she adverts her eyes now.

“I was trying to be nice by letting you not do anything.” She mumbles, not wanting to really say it outloud. I raise a brow in shock.

“Excuse me?” I laugh out, she shoves me in response.

“I was being nice, I guess you’ve done a lot lately. I was trying to give you a break.” She says a lot more confidently, I smile softly at the realization. “Next time make sure it’s not something I enjoy.” I hand her my mini cake before walking away.

“Today’s vote was really hard, but only because there were so many annoying people to choose from.” Heather declares.

“I can’t believe we locked her in the fridge! That was so cool!” Lindsay holds her stomach before her eyes open from being closed. “She’s not going to see this is she?”

“Leshawna is a royal pain in the butt. And Owen completely screwed up everything for us.” Heather motions dramatically.

“Hey eyebrows look so bad. I’d kind of like to vote Heather off but-”

“I vote for Beth.” Heather says.

“She did curse us, and I like everyone else, even Heather.” [Name] giggles at the end but then stops herself in disgust.

Owen burps.

“I’ve got eight gophers sitting in front of me tonight but only seven fluffy bits of sweet safety in my hands. So good luck. When I call your name, come up and get your marshmallow. Leshawna, [Name], Owen, Gwen, Trent, Lindsay, Heather, Beth, down to you two. Whoever doesn’t get this marshmallow must immediately walk the dock of shame and leave on the boat of losers forever.” Beth shakes nervously as Heather glares

“The final marshmallow goes to Heather.”

“You heard him, the boat of losers is that away. That really was stupid of you. That really was stupid of you to take that doll from the island.” She tells the nerd girl who messed up.

“See ya girl.” Leshawna sadly waves.

That’s it for tonight, and you might want to burn some sage to get rid of any lingering curse vibes.” Chris tells us.

“Cool, will chef give us some sage?” Leshawna asks the good question.

“Nope, good luck with that.” He walks away.

That night I hear the guys grunting across to the cabin. I jump down from my bunk since I can’t sleep and make my way outside.

Geoff, DJ, and Duncan are carrying the bunk bed holding Harold on it.

I cover my mouth to stop me from laughing.

“You guys need some help?” I offer a hand.

“You’re not gonna question us why?” DJ smirks and I shake my head.

“Not my business, want the help or what?” I chuckle,

“Right on!” Geoff cheers quietly. I go up behind the bunk and go over to Duncan’s side to help him lift the bed.

The next day us girls go swimming, laughing and snorting, waking up the auburn haired boy from his sleep.

“Good morning Harold!” We shout in unison. The boy was now standing and he looked down to see he’s naked.

“Eeh!” He gasps, covering himself. The boys I helped last night come rowing through on a canoe.

“So, learned your lesson yet?” Duncan asks.

“Yes! Okay! Yes!” Harold nods his head vigorously.

“Oh, we’re gonna need more than that, man.” Geoff slips his juice box.

“I’ll never leave my crusty underwear out again! I swear!” He is practically begging.

“What the heck, I believe him. It's a pleasure doing business with you!” Geoff throws his clothes to him, the three burst into laughter as he runs off.

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(Doesn’t mean it’s guaranteed just want to see who you’d like!)

Also next chapter will be out either later tonight or early tomorrow!

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So I forgot that Cody gets kicked off in episode nine😭 sooooooo we’re doing a revote because unfortunately I’m not gonna have the reader get with someone who gets kicked off so early. I want reader to go through most of the show with someone if that makes sense. Also only two options because those are the only two I really want to write for rn🫶

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TDWT- Cody X Reader (Chapter Three) Walk Like An Egyptian Pt. 2

If you haven’t read: two

“Let’s take a few moments to review some of the features of our aircraft.” Chris announces, the next clip showing back to when a piece fell off the plane outside and a raccoon falling out with it. “Safety is our number-one priority. So please remain seated with your seat belts fastened at all times.”

Showing off Owen knocked out, straps holding onto him to sit up right.

“The plane has one exit, located here.” Another old clip of Chris throwing Ezekial out of the exit door to the plane, after that is the team mates running for their lives. “

As we explore exotic destinations, take time to familiarize yourself with the local architecture. The world is our playground.” It’s a bunch of clips of the teens getting hurt in the last episode.

“But remember- refusal to sing will lead to immediate disqualification. When dividing into teams, be sure to give your crew a catchy handle. Upon arrival at our final destination, one lucky competitor will receive a parting gift to remember: 1 Million dollars!” It shows the kids passports and a big ole hunk of cash before going back to Chris with his hands behind his back.

“So stow that carry-on baggage and lock those tray tables in the upright position. We’re taking off for one crazy ride, right here, right now, on Total… Drama… World Toouurr!”

Of course we’re back behind the starting line in the middle of a hot ass desert. Have I mentioned that I need a new agent? If not… I need a new one.

“Ooh, look! Team colors!” Izzy awes in admiration at something so simple.

“Why the heck is our mat yellow?” Harold speaks up, disgusted. “We’re no cowards!” He raises a fist into the air.

“Relax, sugar. The mat’s gold ‘cause team victory is in first place!” Leshawna points out. “Not for long.” I whisper, glancing down at their stick.

“I can’t believe Duncan got disqualified just ‘cause he won’t sing.” Gwen exclaims, obviously hurt that, that punk loser decided to take his losses.

“Maybe he can’t sing.” Heather quips. “Oh, he can do anything he sets his mind to. And now he’s stuck on the plane, waiting for a ride home. Poor thing. He must be miserable.” Courtney cuts off the mean girl and I raise a brow.

“It’s his fault if he is so miserable, even seems like a player since you two are so upset about him leaving.” Was what I wanted to say outloud but this is about gaining their trust. I couldn’t say that.

“It’s a shame he quit, but hey, you won’t focus on a boy being here or not if you’re winning.” I grin, nudging the two girls earning small smiles in return along with them blushing.

“You’re right, Amazing super star, [Name] [Last Name].” Courtney sighs in a dream-like state and I snicker, glancing over to see Heather’s upset expression.

“Duncan-and-Courtney fans will be devastated, but I also agree with [Name] Courtney don’t need no man” Sierra snorts,

“But another but, I think you and Owen have a shot at becoming fave “Total Drama” couple on my fan site.” She informs Izzy.

“Owen’s magic. When he breathes, his nose whistles the national anthem!” The crazy redhead shouts proudly.

“Super cute! But he’s no [Name]... Or Cody!” She says as Cody and I walk past which gives me the shivers. I plug my ears to not hear another fact she weirdly knows about us two.

“Does she weird you out too?” I question the boy next to me and his eyes widen. He stares at me for a few seconds so I repeat myself.

“Did you not hear me or something?” I crossed my arms. “No, no! I did, I just didn’t expect you to actually talk to me.” His face turns red and I ruffle his hair.

“Cute,” I then grabbed my hand sanitizer realizing what I just did.

“And yes, she does extremely weird me out.” He tells me as he fixes his hair. Before I can continue on the conversation a cymbal crashes loudly.

“Mmm. Good.” Chris stuffs his mouth with grapes.

“Don’t know about you guys, but I am loving egypt.” He chuckles.

“Mmm! And I’m gonna love it even more watching you enjoy your second challenge– The amazing camel race.” He declares.

“Where are the other camels?” Harold quizzes.

“There are no other camels. It’s a camel race. Not a camel’s race.” He fixes their thinking about the whole race ordeal. “Yes!” Heather cheers.

“What?!” Alejandro adds in, distraught and angry.

“We won last time, but they get a camel, they get a goat and we get a stick?!” Leshawna furrows her brows.

“Each reward has its advantages. Trust me. You’ll be racing to the world’s most infamous waterway, the Nile.” He assures them.

“Teams must bring their rewards all the way to the finish. You have 60 seconds to strategize.” He points,

“Move it, people. It’s a race.” Heather hurries us as she is already on top of the camel.

“Uh, Hello? It’s Team Amazon, not Dictatorship Amazon.” Courtney argues with the girl.

“Great. Well, I’ll stop being bossy when you start doing things right.” Heather says, I get on the stupid camel and I’m squished in between Gwen and Izzy.

“Whee! Yeah! I get the throat!” She then starts grunting and it sounds more like a donkey noise if anything. “I just introduced myself in camel-ese.” She mutters.

“I bet you did.” Gwen encourages her and I shake my head trying not to scoff. “Oh, hey. Fancy meeting you here.” Cody lifts himself up in front of Gwen.

“Go out for a slushie later?” He asks.

“Cody. Hey. Listen, I still really appreciate you setting me up with Trent that time.” Gwen thanks the boy. “Nice, right?” He smiles a toothy smile.

“And now that he’s gone, huh? Yeah. I’m available.” Cody tells her, I make a face knowing the girl is not interested.

“Hear that? It’s the sound of girls all over the world running and rushing, just desperate to lock their doors.” Heather starts off nice and then completely stomps on his heart. I sighed out as the other girls laughed.

“That was mean, he didn’t deserve that.” I snap back to her. “I’d be interested in Cody, he’s a sweet boy.” I tell Heather, it shut the other girls up real quick too. Of course I wasn’t telling the complete truth, and normally I wouldn’t have cared about anyone really. But laughing at him like that for having feelings just didn’t sit right with me.

“A’ight! Nile’s thataway! Kind of big, blue and watery. Can’t miss it. Or I guess you can, but then you’ll die. Probably get killed by the local scarab beetles. It’s mating season and they get all killy when they’re in heat.” Chris tells us, I watch as Leshawna goes up to him.

“I am glad there aren’t any out here. Those things are nasty!” She looks up at him.

“I’ll tell them you said so.” Chris motions to Chef Hatchet who knocks over a big vase. It lands with a thump in the sand and shows the little beetles crawling out.

Leshawna screams, running away causing a domino effect to all of us around. Then that stupid ding goes off.

“Ooh! Time for a song! Think of it as a mini challenge. Music can soothe the savage mate-seeking scarabs. So make up a good song and maybe they won’t kill you. Or don’t and get disqualified, like Duncan.” He speaks up, but I’m more focused on the bugs crowding around us as the others groan except for Izzy of course. The music starts. “

No need to get crazy.” Alejandro starts off. The other guys snapped to the beat.

"It’s lovin’ time at last.” He belts.

“You don’t want to eat us up!” The guys sing together.

“We’re mostly full of gas~ No!! No!” Owen shouts as the beetles start to climb up him.

“It’s mating time for scarabs!” Courtney, Heather, Gwen and [Name] sing.

"So what you waiting on?” Leshawna pushes two of the scarabs to each other.

“Just ignore us humans.” Izzy holds one.

“And make out till the break of dawn!” The teens all come together.

“It’s lovin’ time,” Alejandro says.

“lovin’ time, lovin’ time.”

“Scarab mating season!”

“It’s lovin’ time.” It shows Cody staring between Gwen and now [Name] as they sang their part.

“Lovin’ time, lovin’ time!”

“Scarabs, get busy now.” Alejandro seems disappointed in what he has to sing out loud.

“It’s lovin’ time.” Harold does his own piece.

“Lovin’ time, lovin’ time.”

“Scarab-mating season!”

“It’s lovin’ time!” Cody sings, now starting to tip-toe away as the Scarabs are busy loving each other and finding their mate.

“Lovin’ time. Lovin’ time.”

“Scarab-mating season!”

“Season, eh!” Ezekial messes up the whole tone and the Scarabs get agitated. “Whoa! No! Wait!” The bugs start crawling up him as the others run away screaming.

An air horn goes off as we get on the camel. As moments pass we’re still in the lead.

“Come on!” Courtney smooches at the animal we’re riding. “Come on, camel! Faster!” Courtney attempts to motivate him.

“That is not how you talk to a camel.” Heather then clears her throat. “Freakin’ move it!” She shouts.

“Much better.” Gwen laughs. “Shh, guys! Keep it down, okay? I’m trying to tell him a fairy tale!” Izzy tells them then starts making the grunting noises again.

“So, how’s it going back there, Cody?” Gwen changes the subject moving along from whatever crazy girl is doing. He gets whacked by the tail of the camel.

“Ow! Great!” He chuckles trying to play it off. Thanks for- ow! Asking. As long as it doesn’t– oh! Go number three.” Cody informs her.

“We’re gonna go win the race now. See ya!” Heather blows raspberries at the other team behind us. “Eat sand, losers!” Courtney jumps into the teasing.

“Such witty remarks from such fiercely intelligent women. I’m both humbled and intrigued.” Alejandro responds and I roll my eyes. “Nice try, but I’m with Duncan.” Courtney turns away from the hispanic charmer. “And what a pity it is that you should give yourself to a quitter who doesn’t deserve you.” He tells her, which he’s not half wrong. “That’s not- Duncan is totally-” She scoffs. “You’re just- Will someone just hurry this Camel up?!” She orders.

“Can you see the Nile, Izzy?” Heather asks. “No, not yet!” Izzy makes the Camel speak.

“It’s got to be around here.” Courtney says. I just glance around not seeing anything. But then a smell emits the air and we all gag, realizing the camel just did it on Cody.

“Ew!” Courtney yells.

“Oh, gross!” Gwen gags. Then the camel comes to a stop.

“Uh, guys the other team is gone. We’re all alone out here.” Gwen announces. “Does anyone know where we are?” Heather asks.

“Planet earth, silly.” Izzy laughs.

“We’re lost!” They all say as if it wasn’t fucking obvious.

“No dip, guys. They probably went another direction, let's try going to the right!” I simply tell them, folding my arms now, getting super sweaty and irritated.

“Are you sure?” Heather questions me. “All in favor of my idea, say I.” I smile up at her in a cocky way as they all quickly say I in return.

They all still argue but I have Izzy talk to the camel to know where to go. The camel changes courses like I said to a while ago.

“Wait, what is that?” Gwen points ahead of us.

“The finish line!” They shout.

“Weird. I asked Ruby where we could get lemonade. But this is okay, too I guess.” Izzy explains. “Want me to tell her to hurry up?” She looks back at us. We all just blankly stare at her. “Okay.” She then does the grunting. Once we get to the water the other team is already making their boat.

“Basket-weave a boat?! Ugh!” Heather shouts in disgust. I get down and pet the camel as a thank you for carrying us but right after I go for my hand sanitizer because you don’t know what kind of diseases animals carry.

“Sorry you guys are so far behind. Plus our baskets are nearly done already thanks to my speed weaving.” Sierra apologizes.

"Plus you’ve got Owen on your team. Lucky.” Izzy says.

“But you have Cody and [Name]!” She then runs over to us and pulls us into her chest. “I wish we were on the same team, too!” Sierra hums. “Uh, I have to do something.” He pulls away and I nod in agreement following after him.

“Aw, you guys are so cute together.” I overhear Izzy tell Sierra.

“Maybe we could swap teams!”

“Trade a basket case for a basket weaver? Fine. Sierra, you’re with us. Izzy, go play with the boys.” Heather calls the shots.

“What?!” Alejandro shouts but immediately Sierra starts basket weaving for us.

“Wow, she’s amazing.” Courtney compliments her and I would’ve too if it wasn’t for how creepy the girl is towards me.

“Maybe you should think about listening to me a bit more this time around, hmm?” Heather suggests, which Gwen and Courtney burst into a fit of laughter.

“It’ll take a lot more than this to earn our trust.” Gwen tells her. “A lot, a lot more.”

“Where’s Chris? He won’t allow this.” Alejandro says.

“Excuse me. Did somebody- Ugh” Chris comes up on a boat and Sierra pulls him into a tight hug. “Today is officially the best day of my life, so I really hope you allow us to swap.” Sierra stares up at the host. “But of course, you’ll make the best decision, ‘cause you’re the best decider ever!” She cheers for her. “And that’s why I’m going to allow it.” Chris smiles, I throw my head back in major disappointment.

“Smiley face!” The purple haired girl squeals.

“What was that about Chris not allowing it?” I tease the boy now standing in front of me as his head is down. Heather also sticks her tongue out at him but instead of getting upset he blows a kiss at her. She gasps, crossing her arms and looking away from him.

“Ta-da!” Sierra shows off her work and we come running her way.

“Team Amazon Rocks!” We uplift the girl happily. Chris says something as the other team finally makes their way to the water.

“Cody! Let’s go!” Courtney yells as Cody struggles to get the camel onto the boat with us.

“Come on, pal. Just get in the boat.” Then the boy says something quieter and goes behind the camel and tries to push but ends up with his face in the animal's ass.

“Cody!” Sierra gasps.

“Izzy, tell ruby to get in the boat!” Courtney demands. Izzy goes to do it but that Noah kid stops her.

“Whoa! Whoa! Izzy’s on our team now, not yours. Not a word.” Noah glares at her. “Oh! Fun!”

“Fine. We’ll do it ourselves. C’mon.” Courtney motions for us to follow her. We then try to get the camel to get moving as we pull on the rope around her neck. But she doesn’t even budge. I notice the other teams already start to get a move on.

“This is totally unfair! If it wasn’t for that stupid swap, we’d be halfway across the Nile by now.” Heather groans.

“We’re gonna win fair and square.” Alejandro says.

“But to make sure you believe, talk to the camel.” He turns to Izzy. “Yeah? Okay.” Izzy starts the grunting noise and finally the animal starts trotting. We finally get moving and right as we do that stupid ding goes off once again.

“Time for a musical reprise!” Chris shouts at us. Everyone groans.

“Hey if you finish the song the first time, you wouldn’t be here now, Zeke. Start singing!” He calls out the homeschooled kid. “And put your backs into it.”

“Mm-mmm, crocodile amigos, what you swimming for?” Alejandro starts us off once again.

“We don’t mean to bug you.” Courtney sings next, Gwen right after.

“Please let us reach the shore!” Even the Camel brays out a song.

“These crocs are gettin’ killy” Lindsay worriedly sings.

“Just bop them on no-ose! I learned that in muskrat boys it vanquishes all foes.” Harold tells everyone. I watch as Ezekial goes to bop a croc but he fails and the croc eats the stick he had in his hand.

“It’s rowin’ time!” Alejandro sings.

“Vanquishing, vanquishing!” Now all of them sing.

“Crocodile season!” “

It’s rowin’ time,” DJ adds.

“Crocodiles! Crocodiles!”

“Tell me I’m not sinking.” DJ asks.

“Yeah, it’s rowin’ time!” Cody sings this time, on the camel’s hunchback bump.

“Singing it, singing it! Crocodile season!”

“It’s rowing time!”

“Rowing time, rowing time!” The Amazon get ahead and makes it past the finish line. “

Till the Amazons Wi-i-i-i-in!” The Amazon team belt it out towards the end.

“Congrats, you’re alive. And as long as you all brought rewards across the finish line, there will be no elimination tonight.” Everyone cheers but I remember the Victory team lost their reward.

“I lost the stick.” Ezekiel announces to his team. He then chuckles nervously causing Chris to actually start laughing.

“Wow. Sucks to be you.”

We get to go to the wonderful first class area. We all sit down and Courtney comes up to me. “Hey!” She grins at me and I do a small wave along with a smile.

“What’s up?” I ask. “Could I sit with you?” She seems hopeful.

“Oh, of course!” I had to think about it at first but realizing to earn her trust I have to be nice. I go back to cleaning my area up a little bit. I feel her staring and I start to smirk.

“You wanna fangirl a little bit?” I messed with her and she went to deny it but then blushed.

“I’m sorry I just really love your work in the movies you play in.” She admits.

“Don’t be sorry I love fans or just people who enjoy my work, we can talk all about it.”

“Call me whatever you want, at the end of the day my career comes with that stuff. I'm used to fangirls and fan meetings and I love everyone who appreciates me.” [Name] smiles sweetly at the camera.

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TDI X Reader- Paintball Deer Hunter (Chapter Nine)

If you haven't read: Eight

We wake up to the noise of a helicopter flying over us, I watch Leshawna hit her head on the top bunk just like before.

"Ooh! Okay. That dude is really starting to get on my last nerve." She complains, rubbing her head.

"Oh, whatever. He just loves ruining our mornings. Beth, Lindsay, go warm up the shower for me." Heather orders and I raise a brow. She seems to catch it so she stammers for a second.

"Now!... Please." She rolls her eyes and I smile. "And remember-"

"Not too hot this time, I know." Beth yawns, still wearing her headgear.

I sigh, shaking my head.

Now we're all in front of the bathroom, waiting for the door to open so we can all use it. "What's the hold-up?" Bridgette asks.

"Heather needs her private time." Lindsay answers in a simple tone.

"How long is Quennie gonna take in there? I got urgent business." Leshawna impatiently speaks up, holding herself. "She could still be a while." Beth sighs.

"Ugh, that's it I'm going lumberjack style." Gwen groans, walking away and then the loud speaker squeaks before Chris starts talking.

"I hope you're ready for the most challenging challenge yet. Breakfast is in three minutes at the campfire pit." Chris tells us then Beth knocks. "Um, Heather?"

"Can one of you guys come in here and lotion my back? It's peeling." Heather responds and we all quickly rush away from the communal bathroom, Leshawna and I gripping each other's hands since we have to go to the bathroom so badly.

"Are you ready for today's extreme max impact challenge?" Chris pumps up. "We are ready!" Owen of course hypes it up as usual.

"Incoming!" The host throws a can of beans that go to hit Gwen but Trent catches it in time. Chris then hands the other ones out normally.

"This is breakfast." He tells us.

"No, breakfast is crepes, croissants, even chef's crappy burnt eggs." Heather interjects angrily and I stare down at my can.

"Beans, beans, they're good for your heart. The more you eat the more you-" Before the big guy can finish his song, Chris knocks him out with one of the cans of beans.

"Today's challenge is about survival. We're going hunting." He lifts a paintball gun and I could feel Duncan's excitement radiating off of him from where I was standing.

"Now that's more like it." The boy I was just talking about smiles softly. "Isn't that a paintball gun?" Harold points at the green gun. "Why yes Harold, it is." The host points it at the auburn haired boy's stomach with a grin, then shoots it.

"So we won't be killing anything?" Bridgette questions.

"Negatory."

She smiles at his response.

"This is the first ever paintball deer hunt. I'll announce the teams once we get into the woods. So finish breaky." As soon as Chris finishes his sentence Owen burps loudly, we look over to see he had finished twenty cans of beans. He sighs contently. "Got anymore?"

A thing of guns now sits in front of us, we stand in the front of the woods. Also accompanied with the guns and a box in front of them is Chris with a shit-eating grin laid upon his face.

"And now for the team breakdowns. The Killer Bass hunters are: Harold, Geoff, and Bridgette, locked and loaded with Bass blue paint." He throws green guns to the three.

"And using orange paint are the Gopher hunters, Leshawna, Beth, Owen, Lindsay." Throwing them red guns.

"Waa-hoo! This is awesome, man." Owen cheers. "You also get these stylin' glasses and wicked camo caps. The rest of you are now deer." He points at us and we all just stare at him.

"Here are your antlers, noses, and little white tails." He chuckles, turning around to shake his hips showing off the tail. I go up and grab my stuff even though I know he's going to throw it I would rather just get it on now.

"Yeah, right. I'm not wearing that." Heather folds her arms. "There's no way I'm a deer." Duncan adds on to the complaining but Chris throws the costume on him anyways to his distaste. I snicker, wiggling my own hips as I look back to the tail.

We go into the woods after everyone puts their stuff on. I walk in front of my group happily. "Why are you so giddy?" Heather questions. "I love hide and seek, this is just different." I smile.

"Right, this may be the lamest thing I've ever done in my life." Gwen sighs out. "Oh, come on, it could be fun." Cody tries to be enthusiastic but the others stare him down so I stand up for him. "I mean he's right, there's no point to be such downers." I place my hands on my hips, but they don't move an inch so I sigh. "We'll see you later, Debbie downers." I wave them goodbye taking Cody by the arm with me.

"I was so psyched to be a deer. I'm small but quick. Lot's of practice from dodging spitballs in math class." Cody smiles but now he's in a wheelchair covered in bandages.

"Why'd you come with me?" Cody suddenly speaks up after we've been walking in silence for a few moments. "Don't think too much into it, love." I nudge him, starting to mess with the trees around me, jumping up to grab onto the leaves up high.

"That's kinda hard to do." He mumbles, I then halt my movements, standing in front of him. "Here, Cody." I start with a sigh.

"You obviously still like me right?" I ask in a hypothetical way, of course he nods vigorously. "If you don't flirt with me at all. I'll kiss you after the challenge. Win or lose." I cross my arms. Looking at him dead in the eyes. His eyes go wide as his face turns a bright red.

"Only. If you don't flirt with me in any kind of way." I repeat myself to make sure I'm clear. He nods, now he's not letting out a peep.

"Start your paintballs! Game on!" Chris yells over the P.A. We make our way through the woods calmly, not seeing anybody so far.

"I didn't know you were friends with Heather?" Cody finally says something.

"I guess." I shrug, looking down at my light pink painted nails that Heather did last night.

He went quiet again then spoke up. "I'm gonna go on my own if that's okay?" He turns to me and I nod. "Yeah, I'll catch you later." I smile, both of us go our separate ways.

As I'm going down a path I spot Geoff coming towards my way so I rush behind a bush. I watched him start walking by, he was whistling, not really paying attention to anything around him. But of course I lose my balance as I lean forward and end up tripping from behind the bush falling onto Geoff who balances us out. I chuckle nervously as I look up at him.

"Awe, you look so cute, dude!" He tells me and I raise a brow, letting go of him. "Um, thanks. But aren't you, y'know... gonna shoot me?" I glance around to see nobody else nearby. "Oh, right." He points the gun at me and I wince, waiting for the pain but it never comes. "I can't do it." He huffs.

"You're just too adorable, like a real deer!" He exclaims, rubbing his face in a frustrated way. As he deals with that problem I take it as a chance to make a run for it. Running off a path and deeper into the woods. As I keep going I squint my eyes to see Heather sitting on a tree stump.

Carefully I maneuver over to her, then sneak up behind and poke her sides.

"Boo!" I laugh as she jumps, hitting my arm.

"Don't do that." She glares at me. "Ah, but it's so much fun." I chuckle, forcing her to scoot over so I can sit next to her. "What are you doing?" She quizzes me.

"Being friends, duh." I smile sweetly, kind of sarcastically too. "Would you want me to be on your lap instead?" I tease her, she scoffs, looking away from me.

We sit practically in silence until we spot Cody and Beth walking this way. She puts her hands on her hips. "What took you so long?" Heather questions in an irritated tone.

"Here, I hope you know what I had to go through to get those." Beth says, handing a chip bag to Heather who snatches it from her.

"There's like 11 chips left." She shakes the bag then sniffs it. "And they're barbeque." Heather scrunches her face in disgust, sticking her arm out from her body. "Go exchange them for dill pickle." She drops the bag on the ground, it looks like Beth goes to grab it but instead she stops herself, putting her foot down.

"No."

"What did you just say?" Heather looks shocked. I watch nervously but also proud of Beth.

"I'm just gonna... Yeah." Cody reaches down and grabs the bag of chips then scurries off into the woods.

"Take it back." Heather demands. Beth takes a deep breath,

"No." She repeats the same word as before.

"Take. It. Back." Heather angrily says.

"No, I'm tired of being your slave." Beth stands up for herself, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a challenge to complete." Beth storms off then orange splats onto Heather's arm next to me. "Ouch!" She whines.

"Whoever you are, this is so not cool!" I get up immediately as another shot gets her. I notice Bridgette and Harold high five and they might not be as caring as Geoff so I book it.

As I have to go on my own once again, I spot Gwen and Trent talking together. I furrow my eyes, hiding behind a tree to eavesdrop. Of course I shouldn't but I'm nosy and why not?

"So, do you still have that thing for [Name]?" Trent asks, I scrunch my nose, not expecting to hear my name so quickly into listening in. "Mm, I think I'm getting over it, she won't talk to me now after avoiding her. Which I get... I guess. So I don't see anything happening anyways." Gwen sighs.

"Well you were hurting. Of course you weren't going to talk to her for a little bit." He feeds into her delusions about it being okay to avoid somebody who didn't even do anything wrong.

"Yeah, you're right. Y'know I think you're really helping me get over her." Gwen smiles at him and I gag silently then I just continue on my way to a different area.

"Attention human wildlife and hunters. Please report back to camp. It's time to show your hides and tally up the score." Chris's voice is heard over the woods.

We all slowly find each other, heading out of the forest. I see Leshawna, Beth, and Heather covered in paint as Lindsay walks besides them, seemingly not having a trace of paint on her.

They're covered in orange and blue.

"What happened?" I snort but Heather puts her hand up and then slaps it over my mouth. "Don't ask." She then storms away. I snicker, but follow right behind her.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Stealing from the chef, eating chips in the woods, being mauled by bears. Do you know what I see here?" Chris paces back and forth. I sadly stare at Cody's injuries. "I see a very undisciplined group. I see a disgraceful mess. I see a massive waste of paint products. And I have to say... that was awesome!" Chris goes from looking disappointed and angry to now grinning ear to ear.

"When you guys opened fire on your own team, wicked t.v. guys." He complimented me.

"Hey where are Duncan and Courtney?" Harold speaks up, then the two come up walking together, their antlers connected to each other. "Oh this is too much." Gwen taunts. Owen laughs as well. "You know you guys can take off the antlers now." I giggle behind my hand. "Duncan you sly dog, you." Owen comments.

"The girl can't keep her antlers off me," Duncan jokes but it backfires on him as Courtney kicks him in the crotch.

"Can't even bend over." He cries out, one tear sliding down his cheek.

"Easy Courtney, our medical tents are really only equipped for one at a time. And Cody's pretty messed up." Chris tells the girl as his arm rests on Cody's wrapped head.

Then Bridgette and Geoff help the oh-so happy looking couple. Duncan now holding himself on the ground.

"Well, since three of the Gophers are dripping in paint-" Lindsay turns around to show her blue backside, cutting off the host. "Make that four members and some of them aren't even deer. I think we have our winner." He turns to the killer Bass. "You're off to a hunting-camp shindig." He then looks at us. "Gophers. I'll see you at the campfire ceremony. Again." He says plainly.

I head over to Cody, bending down to his level.

"Are you okay?" I question him and he laughs in pain. "No, not at all." His voice is muffled but I can make it out, he grunts though cause he moved the wrong way. "We should've stayed together." I told him.

"So we both could get mauled?" He jokes... kind of. I shake my head laughing. "We probably would've never bumped into Beth and got those chips." I say.

I ended up sticking with him until the campfire ceremony and even then I was still with him, his wheelchair in front of my tree stump, I kept him in place.

"I mean seriously, twice in a row? What is wrong with you people?" Heather goes off on us. I roll my eyes. "I can't wait to see Beth get kicked off. I just wish I could vote off two campers at once." Heather says, and Leshawna just gives her an amused look.

"Okay, I know I got mauled by a bear but I'm feeling good about this. I'm a quick healer. And besides Heather's as mean as a snake dude. Her own team shot her 18 times. They'll never kick me off." cody smiles, confident that he's right about what he's saying

"Who do I vote for? Well, Heathers have been a pain in my butt since day one. But I got to say, Cody." Leshawna sadly says.

"Yeah, that Cody. Not so useful in challenges anymore." Owen shrugs.

"I totally admire Belle for standing up to Heather, but she's so dead now." Lindsay holds her face.

"I don't want to do this but Cody... Only because he needs to heal at home. He won't be able to do that here." [Name] frowns.

"There are only eight marshmallows on this plate when I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow. The camper-"

"Who doesn't receive the marshmallow must immediately return to the dock of shame, catch the boat of losers and leave. Can't we just get this over with?" Gwen cuts him off, speaking faster than he did. In response Chris looks unhappy.

"Fine, whatever. Spoil the moment. Trent, Lindsay, Owen, Gwen, Leshawna, [Name], Beth." We all take our squishy fluff. "Campers this is the final marshmallow tonight." It's now between Heather and Cody.

"Heather."

She gets up and snatches her marshmallow from the host's hands. "You are all lucky. Okay? Very lucky." She glares at us all.

"Cody, the dock of shame awaits, bro." The boy stares at the host, not being able to move. "I guess we can help you get there."

"I got it." I stand up, starting to push the wheelchair just as Beth tried to get up to offer.

"Bye Cody." Gwen says, everyone sadly joins in and waves him goodbye.

"See ya, buddy." Leshawna grins.

"Take care, dude." Owen says.

We get to the dock and going down further. "I'm so sorry Cody about what happened. I'm gonna be honest. I voted for you." We come to a stop and I get in front of him. His eyes widened.

"Before you get upset, I just want you to know I did it because I want you to heal properly, you're not going to do that here." I tell him, wanting to comfort him but he's covered in injuries, literally head to toe.

"Can I uncover your mouth?" I tilt my head, he hums a muffled "mhm." I gently do so, surprisingly his mouth is not scathed in any way.

"Remember what I said in the woods?" I smiled softly, he looked confused for a second then his eyes brightened.

"Really? You don't have to do it if you don't want to."

"I keep to my word Cody, just shut up." I laugh, leaning down and placing a soft peck on his lips then standing up straight. The boat shows up and I turn to it then back at him. "Here's your ride." I clasp my hands together.

"Thank you, [Name]. Even though I know you don't like me back." He weakly smiles.

"It's no problem, I hope you heal perfectly. Now you can say you kissed a rich girl when I win the money." I wink, helping him onto the boat and I hear him chuckle only before he winces in pain.

The boat leaves and I wave him off.

I take a deep breath then walk back to my cabin.

Okay you've probably seen it is now officially a Heather x Reader story now. But if you wanted it to be Cody tomorrow I will be coming out with a Cody x Reader story! It will be placed in Season three World Tour. I'm super excited to start writing that. I might start a Gwen story but I'm kind thinking how I can work that out or if I want to.

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