☆ nene ☆

18+!! huge duncney supporter. will literally take it to my grave.

[beauteenzy]

please give her a break!

for those of you saying you don't like courtney, that's completely ok. that is YOUR OPINION. as a courtney lover i will for a fact, agree that her character was majorly derailed. but, you have got to understand what she has been through and why her personality was going downhill.

1) she got unfairly booted off island by harold. and this may not seem as bad as it is, but think about it. right when she was learning how to live, letting her walls down a little, (her and duncan just stole food from chef and chris), and finding a love interest, she was booted off due to some stupid pranks that DUNCAN had thrown on HAROLD. her being dragged into the fight was totally unethical.

some of us can agree that island courtney was presumably decent --- she wasn't as snobby as she was in the later seasons, so what made her so b*tchy and backstabbing in action to her contestants and former friends? in season 1 she played by the rules, but she realized that that is not how you win! contestants such as heather have made it towards the final 3, and heather was the farthest from “playing by the rules.”

so, naturally, that's what courtney attempted. she tried to play the game as per the winner mind. some may call this attitude "queen-like" and others may call it "insufferable." 

she tried SO HARD to win in tda. she did WHATEVER it took, just to be kicked out when she was in the final three due to her love interest, whom she actually trusted???

2) i think we can all understand that total drama is NOT for friendship. if heather is illustrated to be a "queen," then what makes courtney different? selective morality is not acceptable here, people! it’s quite easy to point fingers. if you’re gonna do so, you’d need to be calling out more people than just courtney. when people attack courtney, they never seem to mention others, which is blatant hypocrisy. 

3) also, most of you may be thinking "but she abused duncan!" & "she used him" & "her relationship with him was toxic!"

YES. as a hardcore duncney shipper i agree!! it was toxic but it takes two to construct a relationship! courtney did not bind duncan to chains, nor did she threaten/blackmail him had he wanted to break up with her. the most she would do is throw a lengthy tantrum, yes, but none of this stopped duncan from simply breaking up, or at least having a conversation about it? courtney’s fear of the lack of control she had in her relationship was not dealt with healthily, and maybe a simple conversation would’ve went a long way. but did he care to acknowledge her sentiments? or set boundaries for himself and speak up about the mistreatment he was enduring? 

i get that abuse from courtney's side is absolutely NOT justified, but just remember, it was hard for her to build trusting relationships from duncan’s profile. man was constantly eyeing heather, breaking the rules, etc. his personality and way of living heavily contrasted hers, and it was just hard for her to purely trust ANYONE, let alone a bad boy who was her polar opposite.

duncan is a brave boy, correct? then why didn’t he ever speak up for himself? courtney may have cheated the competition, but duncan cheated her and himself by not breaking up with her sooner than later. he resorted to deceit and made up excuses in his mind. frankly, this just depicts cowardice. man was afraid to be face to face with his feelings and that costed him a girl’s character and heart. no one deserves to have their feelings stepped on, and courtney genuinely believed the relationship was taking a positive direction until he cheated. 

I WILL ALWAYS, ALWAYS, have empathy for courtney no matter how conniving someone tries to paint her to be. she had absolutely no one throughout the 4 seasons she participated in except limited interactions with bridgette, and then of course... duncan. has anyone ever questioned the lore behind her hard-headed personality, why she tries so hard to win, to be noticed, to be loved??

when world tour arrives, despite all the fights with duncan, etc. she decides to get back with him. we can question how healthy of a decision that was on her part, but to this day i still cannot dissect the reason for duncan to cheat? he knew it would hurt courtney very deeply, so why did he do it? wouldn't a simple breakup suffice?

in the beginning of tdwt, courtney had no one except duncan. naturally, as their relationship was quite old now, she began to trust him, y’know, kind of... let loose with him. she was finally accepting duncan for who he is, actually hmm...CHANGING. (remember her accepting his mohawk lol) but of course, being the bastard he is, left her in EPISODE ONE. 

duncan coward count - 2!!

so, she started coping without him by befriending gwen and spending time with her. this was like the 2nd genuine friendship she had since island.

when courtney and gwen finally found duncan, courtney felt like the happiest person in the world just to have TWO, not one...TWO companions, but guess what? they both cheated on her, TOGETHER!!

that’s fucking low, and i can tell you confidently that even courtney wouldn’t resort to that shit, even if she was promised to gain a million bucks out of it on paper. 

and what fucking annoys me is how both duncan and gwen can’t take accountability for their own damn actions LMFAO. she’s honestly the queen of painting herself as a victim, and she keeps on using that shitty excuse that they weren’t together, but they WERE AT THE TIME. that hug the night he was found? ring a bell? i know gwen saw that shit because of the yucky expression she makes afterwards!

and even if they weren’t together although they WERE… a girl’s code of conduct --- never go for a girl’s ex/man! yes, courtney may have seduced justin once upon a time to win a challenge and earn money, but i can assure you that gwen and duncan hadn’t made a single penny pulling this little stunt of theirs. 

gwen KNEW it would hurt courtney. duncan absolutely KNEW that it would break her heart, which is why it makes that UNACCEPTABLE to this day, considering how close they were to her. so much so that it got someone like heather consoling the TRUE victim. 

and then there goes down the drain the work that she did to better herself and build trusting relationships. she became that girl again, & from here on out her character went down... FAST.

& hold up! let’s just come to an understanding here. gwuncan just isn’t...ideal. gwen fell for him because of similar interests and looks.

“look at the guy he’s hot!” ~gwen

why duncan fell for her, don’t get me started. 1 - he used her as a coping mechanism from courtney, and she obviously wasn’t enough and couldn’t fill the void. i hope that goth was worth it because duncan ultimately got his karma in all stars and so did gwen.

*duncan referring to courtney* “ahh i love that woman.”

*exact same duncan referring to gwen. “see this is why i like you.”

like? love? difference people. :)

what sucks is that people are so fuckin quick to victimize gwen just because her aesthetic gives her brownie points. fresh tv fucking ruined their own show because gwuncan had so much potential as a brotp, and duncney was such a refresher but of course, we’re fools to have expected anything from the td franchise. 

[nourmomenblogfamily]

No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?

If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.

These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.

My family needs urgent help.

Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.

We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.

Please, if you’re reading this: help. Reblog this post. Talk about us. Donate if you can. Even a small act can mean everything right now.

#crisis #humanrights #emergency #donate #pleasehelp #tumblrcommunity #survivestories #reblogtohelp #signalboost

[killowave]

[kaedeakamatsu]

[etherealthief]

[lysanderish]

[milf-adjacent]

[gojira007]

almost didn’t reblog this and then that last one made me start cackling like a madman

[wildbasil]

things haven't been great but i think they will be. eventually 🌻🌼🩷

[courtneydeservesbetter]

Men will wail and cry that a hot celeb they liked gained some weight and then you see a current picture of her and she’s the hottest she’s ever been, like I genuinely gasp each time, it’s giving Aphrodite- and you have to ask yourself if these men even like women as people

[traumatizeddfox]

“but it wasn’t that bad”

did it hurt? did you feel scared? unsafe? were you embarrassed? humiliated? terrified? did you feel confused on why? does it keep you up at night? do you avoid being in a similar situation? did you cry? did you want to cry? who told you it wasn’t that bad?

[kozukeneo]

freedom.

[yourhealingjournal]

you can always start again. clean up your socials, make new playlists, donate clothes you no longer wear. try out a new recipe, move to a new city and make new friends, pick up new hobbies you never thought of before. there is no limit to how many times you can press the reset button. it's okay to change and start over. you don't need anyone's permission to do it.

[2n1ghts]

❝let me take care of you, baby.❞ ❥︎ collegebf!eren x reader

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synopsis: it was nearing finals, and you avoided your boyfriend -- eren -- like the plague. and boy, was he was worried for you. your normally cheerful demeanor dwindled to something snarky, something avoidant. all you did nowadays was study till your brain rotted, and it made you a bitter person. he was waiting for the day you'd collapse, and the moment you did, it was worse than he expected. good thing he was there to take care of you. to pamper you because you were his baby.

*contains suggestive content!! advise against reading if you're under 17. minors will be blocked, so please dni if you're one!

key: e/c -> eye color

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hey y'all!! 💌

again, not sure how the whole tumblr thing works. i'm experimenting and trying out writing for fun, so please be kind. i was pretty out of it when i wrote this, so ignore any typos or inconsistencies. also, bear with our y/n. she's crafted this way for a reason.

it's my first time writing a short fic/drabble, and i did this as more of an experiment. i welcome feedback but please be kind with your words. i am just learning and finding out what works for me.

anyways, hope you enjoy lovelies!

best,

~ nene

The past few weeks had been a living hell.

Not because of the finals nearing round the corner, or because of the two hours of sleep you were getting per night; not because of the crude professors who made it their life mission to assign a million projects when the quarter was about to end; not because of your parents who did not give two shits about your mental health.

It was the distance you were maintaining with Eren that made it the hardest.

He was worried for you. You could tell by the way his eyebrows would furrow when you would decline yet another plea to relax, or the way his eyes conceringly flitted to your scrunched posture whenever you'd cuss at yourself, or the way he would gently, tenderly... remove your hands that tended to roughly rake through your hair when anxious.

Your breaking point was nearing, and he was holding himself back from embracing you right then and there. He was not one to interfere, but he wanted to take care of you, to ease the burden off your shoulders and reassure you that your studying would amount to great achievements. But he didn't know how to reach you. You were so caught up in your bubble of self-sabotage and pressure that you shut the rest of the world out, including him.

But he didn't want to be "the rest of the world." He would wallow in your bubble too, only if you'd let him in.

"Fucking deratives will be the end of me," he heard you seethe from your position on his gaming chair. The both of you were currently cooped up in his room, with him scrolling through TikTok and occasionally glancing at you while you revised and revised till your eyes were sore.

Eren's roommate flew out, which left the place to himself. He lured you here stating it would be better to study at his place with "no distractions" compared to your apartment with Hitch, who was quite the gossip and hinderance.

As you highlighted yet another section, you felt his eyes raking down your figure.

You were engulfed in his oversized grey hoodie, wearing nothing but a flimsy cotton bra and matching underwear underneath. Your hair was messily thrown up in a bun, a few strands tickling your forehead here and there, to which you frustratedly blew from your periphery. Lilac crescents embedded themselves into your under-eyes, followed with bags entailing sleep deprivation. One bare leg was propped up as you rested your chin on your knee and swung the other absentmindedly.

If you didn't stop studying now, you'd collapse from exhaustion. Three hours had passed by nonstop. You hadn't even drank water.

"Y/n," he called out gently.

You ignored him, but he knew you heard him because of that cute forehead scrunch you just did.

"Y/n," he called, this time a bit louder. Once again, that damn scrunch, but no verbal acknowledgement.

"Y/n!" he tried for the third time. You furrowed your eyebrows, scowling. Your slender finger pressed into your plump lips, a gesture made to silence him.

Leaving his position on the bed, he strided over to you. He got onto his knees and gently took ahold of your meandering hands. The callus of his fingers felt textured against your knuckles.

"Why are you ignoring me, babe?"

"I'm not ignoring you," you replied, trying to refocus your attention on your migraine-inducing Calculus textbook. He tried not to flinch at you shutting him out for the nth time this week.

It hurt him whenever you tried drowning him out like he was a petty distraction.

Because he wasn't to be discarded. He was your boyfriend, and he promised to always be there for you, so why wouldn't you just confide in him?

"I called for you three times, Y/n," he stated calmly. Letting go of one of your hands, he gently drew circles on your knee with the pad of his thumb, hoping it'd soothe your nerves. Goosebumps littered your skin at the gesture.

"Can't you see I'm studying, Ren? I can't talk right now." Overstimulated and tired, you weren't in the mood to converse. In fact, you weren't in the mood to do anything. All you wanted to do was collapse onto your sheets and fall into a hundred-year slumber, but unfortunately, finals exist to give you enough of a reality check.

"You are working so hard, so take a break, please," he pleaded yet again.

He'd beg if it meant you'd prioritize your health. He cared more about you than his ego. That's why he always rebounded with a gentle demeanor, even if you were rude and snarky. He knew your brash attitude wasn't your fault. You just didn't function well under stress.

The unfiltered truth was, you weren't used to the princess treatment Eren offered. As a child, you had gotten used to your parents' nagging. Sleepless nights became routine if it meant you'd score straight A's. It had been like this all throughout high school.

Until you met Eren.

He prioritized you first, always, and taught you to do the same. It was sort of... a culture shock to you, a difficult adjustment. You needed time getting accustomed to this novel way of thinking, and luckily Eren was understanding.

Couldn't say your self-sabotage wasn't eating away at him, though.

"And you need to take a break from badgering me. I'm perfectly fine," you snarked. Your eyes broke contact with his, gaze landing once again on the textbook to your left.

Angling your chair, you turned your body away from him, trying to focus on the task at hand. You couldn't bear to look at him because you knew he was right. If you gave in, you would stop studying. If you stopped studying, you'd catastrophically fail, which could not happen.

With a frustrated sigh, Eren swiftly snagged your textbook and threw it behind him. It collided with the mattress with a large 'thud.' You gasped as he grabbed the edge of your chair, turning it towards him.

"You're not getting that textbook until you eat and drink something," he asserted, a layer of seriousness washing over his green eyes.

"What the hell, Eren? Give it back!" You shrieked.

"You heard the conditions."

"Eren, this is serious. I don't have time to play games right now. Please... give it back."

"Who said I'm playing games, Y/n? The only reason I'm doing this is because you're being negligent towards yourself."

"Okay, well that's my problem. Who are you to interfere?" You countered.

"Hey, I'm not trying to be your mom or anything. As your boyfriend, I care about you. It's just a glass of water and a snack, Y/n. Do it for yourself. You deserve a break."

You started panicking. An uneasy feeling sprawled up your stomach as your hands got clammy. "No! You don't understand."

"Then enlighten me, babe. I'm right here."

Rolling your eyes, you stood up from the chair, trying not to cringe at the weird noise emitted from the leather upon loss of contact with your skin. You reached forward to grab your textbook off the mattress, but Eren was faster. He took ahold of your wrist and lowered it.

You grunted in frustration. "I- I need to study, Ren. Badly. My career and future depend on it. These are hard subjects. I need hours and hours of studying to ace these exams. You don't get it."

He doesn't reply, continuing to look at you sternly and not budging. Your nerves were skyrocketing. What was his deal? This wasn't the time to be testing your patience. Plus, if he really cared, he'd understand your desperation.

"Okay, whatever sick fun you're trying to derive out of this isn't cool," you deadpanned.

You tried pulling your wrist out of his grip, but he required little to no effort to keep you at bay, simply planting his feet further into the ground when you tried shoving him. Your e/c-eyed stare pierced him like daggers, but his resolve was impenetrable.

God, what a stubborn fuck.

You continued wriggling and squirming to no avail. Your bottom lip began trembling. Liquid pooled at your lashline, threatening to moisten your cheeks with its salty trail.

You broke.

Sniffling, you shoved him repeatedly in the chest. "I hate you. I hate this. I fucking hate college and hate my parents and hate finals and hate this fucked up system that does nothing but capitalize on our stress and hate motherfucking Calculus and professor Ackerman and---"

Moist lips enclosed your own, trapping them tantalizingly. The kiss was brief and sweet. He used it as a way to tranquilize you, gently trapping both of your wrists with his one hand.

"Shh, just let me take care of you, baby," he rasped as he tenderly interlocked his arms under your legs, lifting and placing you on the bed.

If pamper had a textbook definition, Eren's face would appear in the margin.

[attachmentbarbiee]

"but duncney was tox-" I KNOW

[ao3commentoftheday]

why write a story if no one's going to read it?

Sometimes you don't want to share a story with others. Sometimes you do want to share it, but no one clicks on the title. So why bother writing it down if the only person you can guarantee will read it is you?

You need to get it out of your head. It just keeps replaying in your imagination on a loop and the only way to get it unstuck is to pin it down on paper.

You need to figure out what the story is. You have a lot of disjointed scenes or lines that you know are connected but you can't quite figure out how.

There's something in the story that's important to you, and you don't want to lose that thing by forgetting it. Future you might find that thing important too.

You want to be able to go back to the story again and again. Maybe to make adjustments over time. Maybe just to revisit a story that gives you the emotional release you need in that moment.

You want to be able to use text-to-speech to read the story aloud to you. Maybe it's a bedtime story. Maybe it's keeping you company while you do errands and chores.

You want to find out whether you can write a story (because not everyone can).

You want to be able to have almost the same story, but a little bit different, and you want to have it 15 times with slight variations. Then you can go through your own personal menu picking exactly the combination of beats that will satisfy you most on this reading.

You enjoy the process of finding just the right words or phrases or scenes to paint the pictures you want to shape the scene.

You want to find the exact rhythm and syllables and structure to make a sentence really sing.

You don't really have any particular reason, but you know you want to write that story down.

[the-type-a]

Duncney Fanfics Part I

Here’s an updated alphabetized list of the most iconic Duncan and Courtney fanfics out there. I just had to redo this because the original one was formatted weird and it won’t let me fix it. I have also added links to all to make it easier to find.

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50 Ways to Annoy Duncan

A Canadian Bully

A Debutante in Training

A Delinquent and a CIT

A Princess Walks into a Bar

After the Fact

Al Capone and Duncan Malone

Al Capone and Duncan Alone 2

All is Fair in Love and War

All Stars Aftermath: Courtney Centric

All the Reasons Why

All the Small Things

Alley Cat

AU One-Shots

Behind the Scenes

Best of the Rest

Bittersweet

Bliss

Bobbing Along

Breakup Number Nine

but soft! what light

Capitulation

Capturing Courtney

Cause Princess, We’re Endgame

Chasing You

Closure

Courtney’s Christmas Present

Cut To The Feeling

Curiosity Killed the Cat

Darkness and Light

Death Note

Divorce Ceremony

Doing Time

Drama Mia! (Here We Go Again)

Duncney Drabbles/One-Shots

Fake Empire

Fill In The Blank

Finding Courtney

five-year plan

For the Hollywood dream

Forget to Forgive

Frustrating, Intoxicating, Complicated

Full Circle

girls girls girls

Goodbye

Graveyard Shift

Guns N’ Roses

Hating Wawanakwa

Hello Again, Criminal

Hello Again, Princess

His Birthday Present

I Did Something Bad

I Miss You

I’ll Stand By You

If Not for You, Hell Would Be Knocking on My Door

In due time

Intense Therapy

Invisible Ink

it grows

It Should’ve Been You

Jail Break

Keeping it a Secret

Kids Are A Joy

King of My Heart

Life is Full of Surprises

Long Time, No Anything

Look After You

Loose Tongues

Love Actually

Love and War

Love Like a Greek Tragedy

Loving You is a Blood Sport

Lucky Seven

Maybe You Need Me

More Than A Little Unexpected

my anxiety animated

My Boyfriend’s Brother

My Favorite Part

Neanderthal

needles and neanderthals

Never Again

New Life and New Beginnings

Nice to Meet Ya

Notes

One Night Stand

Only His Princess

Opposites

Over the Years

Perfect

Please

Princess

Princess or Angel?

Princess Turns Peasant

printessa

Proud of him

Quick and Cautious

Ransom and Rescue

Really?

Reconcile

[uchihaxsasooke]

I FEEL SO ROBBED

[obiiow]

I know the whole thing with eren growing his hair out was because he just didn’t care anymore but I like to think it’s because his mom always told him his ears turn red when he lies and he was about to spend the rest of his life lying to everyone he loved 🥹

[lauriemarch]

and at the end of the day, people will still hate women.

because beyonce is a terrible songwriter who has a good body and nothing more and she's really nothing compared to olivia rodrigo, that stuck-up bitch who steals other people's music, but taylor swift is an old, bitter nothing who clearly hates other girls. and sabrina carpenter deserves to die because she followed her heart, not her brain, and that's exactly why zendaya will never be good enough for tom holland. don't forget about kylie jenner, who's stealing precious timothee's innocence away and dating her is like committing arthouse cinema suicide, or how we said the same thing about miley cyrus and her disgusting profanity, think of the children, poor liam hemsworth, trapped in a marriage with such a horrible woman. lana del rey was hot until she was big and she made trailerpark sexy until her ass got a little too fat. and ariana grande, talentless homewrecker, and selena gomez, jealous and unreasonable, and hailey bieber, even more boring than the blood drying on the knives you are so quick to pull. sophie turner is a bad mom and megan thee stallion deserved whatever was coming to her.

and amidst all of this, we still don't know these women. we cannot fathom the pain of having a public divorce, one where people choose sides and hurl insults at you until the battery on their phone dies. we don't watch them chase after sweet-cheeked children in tucked-away backyards or play board games with their best friends while their chests heave in laughter. we don't know their marriages and we don't know their solitudes. we don't watch them unravel themselves, time and time again, preparing for the battle that we have made of their lives. they can never make a mistake. they can never cry. they can never be who they believe themselves to be.

and we take all of this and we go to work, we ride the bus, we go grocery shopping, we walk in dappled sunlight, and we let ourselves shrivel. i compare myself to every body i see and i comfort in the fact that i can still encircle my wrists with my fingers. food turns to dust in my mouth when i think about the fact that taylor swift thinks she's fat and people still hate sabrina carpenter for sticking by joshua bassett's side when he almost died, for God's sake, and now the people on my twitter feed are saying GUTS is the worst album they've ever heard. i liked it, the tiny voice in my head cries out. she wrote songs that made me feel noticed. they're calling the song i relate to the most a total skip.

so i close the app. i try not to think about the endless profiles screaming about how much they hate a nineteen/thirty-two/thirty-eight/twenty-three/twenty-six/forty-two year old. i try not to think about how much they would hate me, if they knew anything at all.

[je4ngrey]

lindsay from total drama island icons! my dumbass figured out how to create presets on lightroom so hopefully i can pump out more icons for everyone lol.

as always, please like or reblog if you use! don't repost, and if you're giving credit: (teleklnesis on twitter)

[cardcaptormarinette-deactivated]

Ngl, when i see Tyler x Courtney content, i think "Aw, they would be soooo cute together!", but then i remember that one time where she tried to kill him.