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Duncan al estilo Pokémon
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(este señor trato de fugarse mientras lo publicaba, ya decía yo que me iba a dar problemas XD) y bueno señoras y señores aquí está el ex convicto, pandillero, husbando de muchas (no me incluyo en ese grupo, no soy partidaria de los chicos rudos :v) y campeón de "luz, drama acción"; aunque aquí ocupo el cuarto lugar ( se los juro algo le pasó a la publicación mientras trataba de escribir a este buen malandro). Su equipo Pokémon acompaña está estética y actitud que el posee; salvo su bebé linda "Brittney" la furret (aclaremos; en este universo el gana la custodia de la mapache o su equivalente con Courtney :v)
Su equipo Pokémon para quien no lo sepa) son: gliscor, drapion, dusknoir, houndoom, feraligart y furret"Brittney"
English
(This man tried to escape while I published it, I already said that he was going to give me XD problems) and well ladies and gentlemen here is the former convict, gang member, "husband" out of many (I do not include myself in that group, I am not in favor of rude boys: v) and champion of "light, drama action"; although here I occupy the fourth place (I swear something happened to the publication while trying to write to this good man). His Pokémon team accompanies this aesthetic and attitude that he possesses; except for her pretty baby "Brittney" the furret (let's clarify; in this universe he gains custody of the raccoon or it's equivalent to Courtney: v)
His Pokémon team for those who don't know) are: gliscor, drapion, dusknoir, houndoom, feraligart and furret "Brittney"
Ya a redraw of this silly scene with one of the best trios of tda 😛😛😛😛
This took 2 long help 😢😢🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Hello can you write a total drama tickle fanfic where Harold is a Lee and Duncan, DJ and Geoff are Lers please? And I’m also fine with anything
Why, of course you can! Sorry for the wait, Sunflower!<3
Little Sneak!
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--Harold messed tf up--
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|Lee - Harold -- Lers - Duncan, DJ, & Geoff|
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FT - Courtney, Chris, Owen, & Chef
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Mentioned - Bridgette
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Ships Included - Duncney
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×Based off of the episode "Basic Straining"
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It was Season One of Episode 12 in Total Drama Island. It was now time for the 11th elimination of the season. The Killer Bass team sat down on the tree stumps and Chef standing behind them. Chris walked over to them, holding five marshmallows on his plate. "I only have five marshmallows on my plate." Chris announced to the campers. "And these marshmallows represent the campers that will continue to be campers... here." Chris said, pausing for a moment to add tension. Courtney smirked and rolled her eyes, her hands on her lap, as Duncan looked over to her with the same smirk before they looked at each other romantically. "You've all cast your ballots in the confession can. If I do not call your name, you must immediately go to the dock of shame, catch the boat of losers, and go home." Chris said loudly, pointing to the boat of losers that looked beaten up and had cracked windows. Didn't even look stable! "And you can't come back... ever." Chris said with a menacing little smile on his face before it faded with an annoyed look. Duncan looked a little frightened, Courtney looked at Harold with a smirk and a look that basically said: "You're gone." Harold sat there, unphased, along with Bridgette and Geoff. And DJ looked scared, pulling his body back a little. "Duncan." "Yeah!" Duncan grinned and sat up, walking to go take a marshmallow. Courtney looked beyond happy. DJ squinted his eyes in anticipation. "DJ." "Yeah!" DJ's fear melted away in happiness as he walked over to get his marshmallow. Bridgette smiled and walked over, her hands in her pockets. "Goeff." "Yeah!!" Geoff cheered in victory. What's with the yeahs with those three? Unsure. But, he went over to grab a marshmallow nonetheless. "Campers, this is the final marshmallow of the night." Chris said, holding his plate up with a singular marshmallow on it.
Courtney smirked, knowing Harold be eliminated as Harold stayed calm with a hunched posture. There was a pause, some tension rising before Chris said the name "Harold." Courtney gasped as Harold let out a small whispered "Yes!.." Courtney stood up "What?! You guys voted for Harold over me?" Courtney's voice was filled with betrayal as Harold grinned and walked past her and to his marshmallow. The boys looked shocked, Bridgette was absolutely unphased. "Yes, yes. It's always a shock." Chris said, putting a hand on Courtney's shoulder. Courtney crossed her arms, pissed off. "This is impossible. I demand a recount!" She protested before turning her back on Chris, her arms still crossed. "Awz seriously, dude. I know for a fact there was three of us that didn't vote her off." Duncan looked mad as well, putting a hand on Chris's shoulder, trying to reason that there's been some form of mistake. DJ and Geoff didn't look impressed either. Chris snapped his fingers once Duncan let go. Chef pushed DJ and Geoff out of the way, the two falling to the ground with an oof before he started to walk over to her. Chef grabbed her arm as Chris grabbed the other and started dragging her. "I do not concede! I do not concede!!" She protested once again, struggling the best she could. "Aw, man, this sucks!" Duncan shouted, Geoff and DJ getting up from the ground. "I was your only hope! I was a counselor-in-training!" She shouted more, Geoff patting Duncan's shoulder in comfort as DJ waved goodbye. "Let go of me!" Courtney gritted her teeth as Chris and Chef looked at each other, grinning and nodding before literally throwing her in the filthy ass boat. "You are going to hear from my attorney." She threatened, sitting up as her hands supported her. "Courtney wait!" Duncan called, running over to the boat. "I made this for you!" He held up a wood carved skeleton head before throwing it over to the moving boat she was on. "Duncan!" She sounded like she could cry in happiness as she caught it. "Ok, this is really weird and creepy!" She said, looking at it before smiling again. "But I love it! I'll never forget you!!" She held it to her chest as she waved goodbye. Duncan looked slightly distraught as he waved bye.
Harold was at the campfire, roasting his Marshmallow. He lifted it up as it was on fire as he zoned out and thought for a bit.
"Who made smores out of my underwear?!" Harold stormed in, holding a smore with his underwear replacing the marshmallows. Duncan and Geoff just chuckles, sitting outside their cabin.
As they were holding canoes, Geoff got a finishing rod and attached it to Harold's underwear before spinning the handle as his underwear started to lift up before it ripped. "Owww-!" He exclaimed, putting his arms down as Courtney looked at him. "Idiots!"
Harold was drinking juice before spitting it out on the ground. "That's not juice!" "Oh. Oh, my mistake, dude." Duncan apologized, stifling a chuckle as Geoff stood beside him, smirking.
After all that... Harold took it upon himself.
In the confessional, Harold put a box on his lap and screwed off the screws with his screwdriver, lifting up the lid. "You guys think you're sooo funny... let's see how you like it when someone messes with your love life." Harold pulled out papers/photos from the box before pulling ones out from his shirt/chest and replacing the real ones with the fake, putting it in the box.
Harold grinned evily as his thoughts were over before blowing out the fire on his marshmallow.
"Ohhhhohoho! Chef, c-c'mere, you GOTTA see this!" Chris laughed in his camera room as Chef walked over. "What is it, Chris?" "Oh-- ohoho! Look at this!" Chris replayed the scene in the confessional. There was a pause before the two laughed aloud. "Oh! This is priceless! Imagine the drama we could create!" Chris laughed, a hand on his stomach. "Haha! Oh, imagine." Chef chuckled and pat Chris's shoulder before leaving. "Heh... oh, yeah. I can imagine." Chris snickered evily before saving the clip and sending it to Duncan's phone with a little talent.
Duncan was scrolling on his phone before he got a text message. He sighed and sat up, opening the text. He raised a brow as he saw the video and clicked on it. The more the video continued, the more his eyed widened. Thought when it ended, his expression turned from shock to absolute anger.
"Who is this?!"
He messaged, receiving no response. "OH, THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!" He shouted, throwing his phone at the door. The door opened, and Owen got hit with the phone, right on the head. "OW!" Owen rubbed his head before falling on the floor. "Ooh... jeez, man! What's up?" DJ asked, looking at Duncan. "That ninja wannabe tampered with the votes and got Courtney voted off!" Duncan sat up, cracking his knuckles. "I will beat the absolute--" "Woah, woah! Calm down, man! Who knows what he'll do next if you end up hurting him?" Geoff got up instantly, putting his hands on Duncan's shoulders. Duncan sighed. "You're right... but still! We can't let this go! He took her away on purpose!" "Guys, guys! There are many ways to give someone what they deserve! Violence is not included!" DJ got down from his bunk, walking over to the two. "Then what do you suggest we do?" Duncan asked, fed up. "Hmm... well, there is one way. My mama used to do it to me." DJ said, shrugging with a smile. "Well, what is it?" Geoff took his hands off of Duncan, looking at DJ. "Duncan may not like it, but... worth a shot?"
Harold was chilling at the elimination area, chilling with the fire. "So... you like tempering with votes, do ya?" Duncan came out of the shadows, pissed off. DJ and Geoff on either side of them with their arms crossed. All the confidence left Harold immediately. "Um..." "No ums. You know what you did, and we're here for the sake of Courtney, man." Geoff said as the two nodded. "W-Well, in my defense--" Harold got cut off. "DJ, hold em." Duncan ordered as DJ nodded. DJ walked up behind Harld, grabbing his wrists and lifting them up over his head as the two stood. "W-Wait! Let me go!!" Harold squirmed as Geoff and Duncan whispered. "Wh-What are you two gonna do...?" Harold whispered in slight fear. "Hm, well, it's been decided. Geoff." Geoff nodded before walking up to Harold. Harold squinted his eyes shut. ...Nothing happened? Harold peeked until he felt wiggly ass fingers on his sides, which made his eyes slam shut
"PFFT-- Wahahait!-- Guhuhuhuys!!" Harold laughed, his legs kicking. "If you kick me in the nuts, we're gonna have more problems, man." Geoff threatened. "No-- nohoho! Stohohohohop!" Harold wriggled the best he could. "Hmm... try his hips." Duncan had his arm crossed still as Geoff nodded and squeezed his hips as Harold squealed. "*snort* Nohoho! Cuhuhut thahahat ohohohout!" He squirmed and struggled to get out of DJ's grip. "Hmm... DJ, try the ribs." DJ nodded and held Harold's wrists with one hand before digging into his ribs. "NOHOHO-- *snort* plehehease!! StohoHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!" Harold squealed, his legs kicking still. "We aren't gonna stop, unless you're sorry for voting unfairly." Duncan commented as the two nodded. "NeheheheHEHEHEVER!!" Harold shook his head frantically, not giving in. "Ooh, Duncan, try his knees!" Geoff said as Duncan sighed. "This is so childish..." He grumbled before kneeling down and squeezing his knees. "NOHOHOHOHO!! *snort* DUHUHUHUHUHUNCAHAHAHAHAN!!" Harold lost it completely, snorting up a damn storm and kicking his free leg. "If you kick me, I swear..." Duncan huffed. "I- I CAHAHAHAHAHAN'T HEHEHEHEHELP IHIHIHIHIHIT!! *hic snort*" "Oh, look... it hiccups..." Duncan grinned a little. "SHUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP!! *snort*" Harold shook his head and squirmed frantically. "Hmm... try his ears, DJ." Duncan commented as DJ nodded, tickling behind his ear. "NAHAHA-- *snort* DJ PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!" Harold laughed, his laughter growing a little once DJ kept switching from behind his ear and circling his fingers in his ear. Geoff smirked and shot his hands up to Harold's underarms. God dammit. Three of his death spots. "OHOHOHOHO MY GAHAHAHAD!! PLEHEHEHEASE-! N-NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!!" Some tears rolled down his face from laughing so much. "Awh, he's kinda adorable!" DJ commented with an innocent smile. "SHUHUHUT-- NAHAHAHAHA!! *snort*" His glasses wee fogging up a bit. "Are you sorry?" DJ asked with a raised brow. "YEHEHES-! YES, I'M SOHOHOHOHOHO SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!" "Will you do it again?" Geoff asked. "NOHOHOHO-- I WOHOHOHOHOHON'T!!" "And will you apologize to her once we vote you off?!" Duncan asked through gritted teeth. "YEHEHEHEHES!! I WIHIHIHIHILL! I WILL-- JUST STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!"
The three stopped as DJ let Harold go. Harold panted, lying on the ground. "Ugh..." he groaned and wiped the tears away. "Well, that was fun! Yet... *yawn* I'm tired." DJ stretched. "Same... c'mon, dudes." Geoff, Duncan, and DJ walked to the cabin, leaving Harold on the ground. "N-Note to self... don't piss off Duncan..." Harold sighed and closed his eyes slightly
💚~End~🤎
hi! i was wondering if you could write dating hc's for duncan and courtney (separate) please?
𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧 !
but unfortunately, I do not currently write for courtney :(. although, I hope you like what I do have written and that it doesn't discourage you from requesting in the future :).
𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫
《 ♡ 》 headcannons
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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :
you went on this stupid, island, reality show to win $100,000, which could've most definitely changed your life for the better. but instead, you got a delinquent meat-head who had... somehow, earned your heart faster than the cash. "how" and "why" is beyond you. but at least you could come up with a list of some semi-convincing reasons as to such...
𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :
fem!reader x duncan - she/her/hers pronouns
𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :
season one (total drama island)
𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :
harsh language/cursing - dangerous elements/themes mentioned - duncan being himself lmao (possibly a little ooc? I apologize if so) - established romantic relationship - casual dominance (cuz ik that can irk some people) - possessive terms (my, his, etc).
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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When you applied/auditioned to be on the show, you didn't actually think they'd pick you. It was a stupid dare amongst friends back home! No way would they pick some random girl with no experience or even a resume from (home/town/city).
And then, they did😃.
Next thing you know, you're being flown out to Canada and then dropped off from a yacht on some random, deserted island. Just your luck to apply for a scammy and sketchy reality show rather than what you were promised...
And, to top it all off, your host might as well have been a sociopath, your chef, a psychopath, and you were now forced to spend your time with twenty-two other lunatic teenagers for eight weeks. Eight. Weeks. To be fully and completely clear, you did not want to be here.
How could this get any worse?
Duncan. That's how.
He irked you at first. No, you didn't hate him. He actually had his moments where you found him quite funny with a sarcastic quip he had said or entertaining with some random stunt he pulled.
But other than that...
"I'm not jumping. I miss the safe zone and get eaten alive by sharks, and then what?"
"Oh'ho, you're jumping, sweetheart. I'll be damned if you lose this challenge for us because you're not a strong swimmer."
"That's not what I said. And what're you gonna do? Make me?"
...you were firm on your dislike for him.
Not that the feelings weren't reciprocated, of course. Though he wasn't exactly opposed to eying any pretty girls he happened to come across, he didn't intend to date. He came to win $100,000, just like the rest of them. And though he had grown used to the way your attitude struck any and everyone who tried to manipulate you into doing something you didn't want to do, at least you weren't Courtney, stick shoved up your butt.
Onto the more headcanon-y portion of this list...
I feel like Duncan actually wouldn't be opposed to random hookups or anything like that. But, once he has specific eyes for someone, he treats things as if he's already bagged them (manifesting king😻✨️). And in this case, them is you. He didn't get the hots right away, but after a couple of weeks or so of spending basically all of his time around you (being on the same team and all), he wasn't too surprised upon coming to terms with those feelings.
Not that you could exactly tell, with him running around calling you "sweetheart" and "angel-face" and whatever other petnames he could come up with on the fly. You figured it was just him being...well... Duncan! Not to mention, you weren't exactly all that fond of him.
Did he know that? Yes. Did he care? Ehh. You'd warm up. He'd actually make sure of it because even if the show didn't end with him either winning the money or getting you as a girlfriend, the least he'd accomplish is wooing you.
He's not gonna sacrifice his reputation for that, so he'd have to play it cool. And during the seventh challenge, an opportunity came to light; he'd help you concor your fear! Not only would it win your team the challenge, but it'd be a huge step into winning over your heart. With peering eyes (and cameras around), he was there to be your tough-love.
"Get over it, toots, it's just (your/fear)!!"
"Do not mess this up for us, or I'll guarantee you go home tonight."
"I've been in juvie with worse than this...!"
But, without any evidence to prove it besides your word and a blushing face, he was totally sweet on you.
"C'mere, sweetheart, it ain't that bad. You just need a little warming up to the idea, that's all~."
"The worst that could happen is you'll be called a chicken. It's not like you'll get voted off. Not while I'm here."
"Babe, you are entirely too cool to be skeezed out by (your/fear). We're gonna have to work on that, yeah?"
Him sling-shotting you through such emotions and behavior was intense. But not as much as the way it kept you hooked. And every time you would start to grow fed up, want nothing to do with him, even cuss him out...
Life (Chris McLean) would manage to thrust you two back together. Until, eventually, you got together. I mean, no official labels or anything yet, but god forbid another guy on either team just breathed sultry in your direction (coughCodyprobablycough). Or if you got hurt during a challenge. Or whenever anyone (butmostlikelyHeather) had it out for you.
And in those moments, I think Duncan wouldn't be as good as hiding his infatuation with you. Not that anyone actually had the gall to tease him for it. Besides, he had managed to make his admiration for you look cool. Always muttering a slick, "She wants me." to his guy friends, or smirking at any intimate reaction you'd give him in front of your peers.
All in all, he's a cocky shit. But he made it work in a charming way that you couldn't quite place, and made you wonder why you were even attracted to it/him at all.
And, surprisingly, he could be quite the gentlemen. Rough around the edges, sure, but see if you ever have to hold a door open for yourself or climb down from something without his hand being offered to you ever again.
He even makes sure to censor himself around you! Er- well, tries. If he deems a curse word too heavy for you to hear come flying out of his mouth, it goes a little something like this:
" ...So I rush 'im, right? And then can you believe the motherfucker-...! Sorry, babe. Can you believe this idiot actually tries to shank me?! Wild stuff, man..."
As if he's not already sitting around the campfire telling the most gorey juvie/jail story ever. But nope, the extra heavy cuss words are the stuff that's impolite for your ears🙄✋🏽.
#it'sthethoughtthatcounts♡.
OH!! And casual dominance? Definitely a thing in the relationship. Mainly from him, with a simple, "C'mere, doll." or a motion of the hand/finger over towards him. But let's not lie and say this dude isn't a sucker for the moments you boss him around...
"Duncan, go grab that for me, please?"
"I'm busy-"
"Now."
. . .
No further protest, your item retrieved and dropped into your hands with swiftness, and a light red dust on his face badly hidden under a scowl.
Things would get serious/official if one of you two got voted off of the island, though. If you got voted off, he'd be sure to give you the most profound goodbye he can in the very limited amount of time he has to actually say it. Make it very clear you're his girl, "...for anyone thinkin' about trying to make a move while I'm not around." And, he promises that if he wins, he's coming for you, and you'll run off together with the money. Cliche, but how could you say no?
If he gets voted off, he sticks on a brave face and basically threatens you to win lmao😭. Think of it as very intense encouragement coming from a deep down place of love.
"Babe, you better win this whole shit, 'cuz I'm gonna be rooting for you back home. Need these losers to see that my girl is the shit."
I could probably go on forever, but I don't want to make this too long :')...
𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 !!
this is my first post (as in writing/content) ever, so yay me :D ! and for the person that requested, again, I hope you enjoyed this 'cuz it was fun to write ! although I really don't like the title, but I couldn't think of anything better😭...
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
none :(
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 :
anon <3
𝐓𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :
May I ask for some aleduncan (I need the to be HAPPY)
freshly served aleduncan, here u go pooks ( apologies if its a bit wonky I had no ideas on poses and shit 😭)
Exercising my free will:
perchance draw gwuncan??
:3
Sketches based off of @kaithefirst0127 creature trio (Mike/Mal- werewolf, Alejandro- Siren, Duncan-Vampire)
10 years later. Despite everything, it's still you
Another version! tell me if it's eyes-straining, and I'll mark as such / hide it with a warning.
They're just silly. They kill
They're just silly. They kill
happy pride❤️
Total Drama doodles