#dj x reader

[bookiezzz]

a/n: i accidentally posted this before finished so i screenshotted this ask! this is super cute, and i apologize for the long wait!!!

DJ with Reader meeting his Mama Headcannons

— You and DJ have been dating for a while, and you are both in love, things have been going very well and you’re both super happy together!

— DJ had always wanted his partner to be approved of by his mama, it was basically his one make or break in a relationship

— and DJ makes it known how much he loves his mother and holds her and her opinions in the highest respect, consideration and love

— so you are a bit nervous about it, but you put your worries to the side!

— Until one day, DJ is talking to you and just subtly asks, “Would you like to join my mama and I for dinner sometime?”

— And you can’t say no! You don’t really want to, either. It’s just nervewracking, meeting your partners parents..

— So you two plan for this and DJ hugs you, so so excited and happy <33

— the day arrives, and you put on a nice outfit and walk out to meet DJ.

— There are butterflies in your stomach, but DJ holds your hand and tells you that she’ll love you, and you’ll love her, and it’ll be so great, so you believe him!

— You walk to the door and met with a “COME IN!” from inside of the house

— DJ opens the door and you follow, stepping onto the “Welcome” doormat into a beautiful, cozy house, and an OUTSTANDING smell of a dinner being cooked, soup, assorted meats, and salad on the table.

— Your boyfriend beams with excitement as he rushes to hug his mom, who hugs him back, tightly… when she locks eyes with you.

— You freeze and Mama starts towards you, extending her hand to shake and putting a hand on your shoulder. “Hello, welcome,” she says, seeming a bit on-edge.

— You smile back and say hello back, and how lovely it is to meet her, which seems to put her at ease, smiling back at you. DJ, meanwhile, looks like he’s about to cry happy tears already.

— DJ and you sit down at the table, soon after met with food and Mama following! You all start piling food onto your plates

— After you finish putting food onto your plate, DJ’s mom asks you, “So.. what do you do?” she asks quietly, “For.. fun.”

— You answer, telling a bit about some of your hobbies, and telling her about how much DJ talks of her.

— His mama answers and says he does the same of you! To which he kisses you on the cheek, smiling.

— She tries to talk to you about ethical things, probably some about education or career ideas, or even just morals, and how you treat her son, as she’s very protective of him.

— You answer all, thoughtfully and mindful, until the conversation switches into just idle chatter, which DJ chimes into, a genuinely enjoyable conversation that seems to satisfy everyone present!

— After a night of this, you gush about the amazing food and hug his mama, thanking her. She hugs back, seeming satisfied, approving of you, and who her son had picked to date and be with.

— She hugs and kisses DJ goodbye, and you walk out to his car, waving goodbye!

— when in the car, he asks.. “So…? I think that went well..!” smiling very obviously, met with a smile back by you. “It did,” you grin.

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THE GENTLE GIANT [CHAPTER THREE]

The Awake-a-thon

As you were sleeping, having a nice dream, you suddenly heard an air horn go off and you screamed.

"Fuck! What the hell?"

"Did Chris do that?" Katie asked.

"Probably." Sadie said.

All the girls got up and got dreams and walked outside with everyone else.

"Morning!" Chris said. "Hope you slept well."

"Hi Chris. You really buff in those shorts." Heather said.

"I know." He said as he winked at her.

"Now, I hope you're all ready. Because you're next challenge begins in one minute!"

"Oh excuse me! I don't think that's enough time for breakfast!"

"Oh, you'll get breakfast Owen." Chris said. "Right after you run 20 kilometers around the lake!"

"Oh so you're funny now?!" Eva yelled as she ran up to hit Chris, but then DJ held her back. "You know what I think would be funny?!"

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms as Courtney tried to calm her down.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?!"

"A little. You have thirty seconds!"

•

Video Diary-Number 3-(Y/n)

Okay, seriously. Eva is starting to annoy me.

There's no reason to be so angry all the time. And what was she thinking?

Did she really just try to punch Chris?

She would have probably been kicked off if DJ didn't hold her back.

•

You all got into a line to start running as Chris started to count down.

Once he said go. Most of you started running, while the others walked.

After you got to the lodge, you saw Duncan, DJ, Geoff, Eva, Justin, and Beth already there.

You sat down beside DJ and groaned.

"Tired?"

You nodded.

"Same." He yawned.

After he said that, a lot of other campers rushed in.

"Clear a table, stat!" Owen said as he carried in Noah.

Leshawna dropped to her knees exhausted. "We made it..."

Then the last person arrived, which was Harold.

"What took you so long?!" Courtney said. "We just lost the challenge!"

"I think I'm having heart palpations." He wheezed.

"Wait, if he lost. That means we won the challenge!" Gwen said.

The other team started cheering before Chris stopped them.

"Woah woah, that wasn't the challenge!" He said.

"What did he say?" Gwen asked.

"Who's hungry?" Chris asked as he pulled back a curtain to reveal a buffet of food.

•

Video Diary-Number 4-(Y/n)

The buffet looked absolutely amazing.

There was turkey, pie and cake. And pizza and soda.

It was much better than the grey slop we've been eating for the past few days.

•

After you all ate the food, you groaned and moaned from over eating.

"Okay Campers." Chris said into a megaphone as he stood on the table.

"Time for part two of your challenge!"

"I thought eating was the second part..." Owen said.

"What more do you want from us?" Gwen asked.

"Weird goth girl is right." Heather said as she rubbed her stomach. "Haven't we been through enough?"

"Um, let me think about that....no!"

"It's time for...the awake-a-thon!"

"The what-a-thon?" You asked.

"Don't worry! This is an easy one! The team with the last camper standing wins the challenge!"

"So, what you're saying is the 20k run and the turkey eating frenzy, were all part of your evil plan to make it harder for us to stay awake?"

"That's right Gwen!" Chris said.

"...man he's good."

"Move move move!" He said as you all walked out of the cabin.

•

About twelve hours later, all of you were still wide awake.

"Sun's setting." DJ said.

"Yeah.." You said as you took in a deep breath.

DJ turned to you and smiled. "So, if you win, what are you gonna do with the million?"

"Oh man." You laughed. "I have no idea. What will you do if you win?"

"I'll spend half of the money to help animals."

"You really do love animals, huh?"

DJ smiled and nodded.

"That's...really sweet." You smiled.

Suddenly, Tyler screamed and you jumped back to see what he was looking at.

He was staring at a sleeping Katie and Sadie.

"Dude what was that?" Duncan asked.

"I uh...saw a bee?" Tyler said as Chris came over.

"Congratulations campers, we're at 12 hours! And since the sun is starting to set...time to take things up a notch!"

Chef walked out in a lamb costume carrying a bunch of books.

Duncan, Geoff, Trent, and Bridgette all started to laugh.

"Fairytails!" Chris said once you all stopped laughing.

You looked over at the other team to see who was asleep and saw (Ex/n) wave at you.

You rolled your eyes and looked away.

Chris picked up a book and cleared his throat.

"Once...upon a time...there was...inside this...boring kingdom...a boring village...and inside this...boring, sleepy...village...filled with...very boring children...who did very...boring things..."

You threw your head back and groaned.

"How many more of these is he gonna read?"

You yawned and started to get drousy.

While Chris was in the middle of reading the second fairytail, you fell asleep.

•

"Aw gross it worked! Dude pissed himself!"

You woke up to Duncan saying that and you sat up and rubbed your head.

"Oh man..." DJ groaned.

"Hi DJ." You yawned as Chris walked out with a coffee.

"What is the matter with you people? Fall asleep already!"

Gwen crawled over to him and tugged at his shirt. "You gotta hook me up man, I'll even eat the grinds...anything!"

Chris chuckled. "Alright! Gwen, Trent, Heather, Duncan, and Eva. You five stay with me. The rest of you are free to leave. And go take showers, you stink!"

You walked away with Bridgette and DJ back to the cabins

"Do you know what time it is?"

"I think it's 12." DJ said.

"Thank you." You yawned before going to the bathroom.

•

After you freshened up, you went to grab some food and came back to the Bass Cabin to see stuff being thrown out the door.

"What's going on?" You asked.

Eva poked her head out the window. "NO ONE IS GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL I GET MY FUCKING MP3 PLAYER BACK, BECAUSE I KNOW ONE OF YOU STOLE IT! I NEED MY MUSIC!"

Then she threw a book out the window and went back inside.

"That's what's going on." Geoff said.

"Hey guys." Heather said as she walked up to the group.

"Wow, what a mess."

"Someone stole Eva's mp3 player and she's throwing a fit until she finds it."

"Oh, you don't mean this, do you? I was wondering who it belonged to." She asked as she took the mp3 player from her pocket.

"I found it by the campfire pit, you must've dropped it." She said as Eva stuck her head out the door then rushed over and grabbed it.

"Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Sure thing." Heather said as she walked off.

Eva then turned around with an awkward smile.

"So, I guess no one took it after all."

You all glared at her.

"Okay...maybe I overreacted a little..." She said before laughing awkwardly.

•

Video Diary-Number 5-(Y/n)

...

Yeah I definitely know who I'm voting for tonight.

•

During the campfire ceremony, you sat around the fire as Chris walked out with a plate of marshmallows.

"You all cast your votes and made your decisions. There are only nine marshmallows on this plate."

"When I call your name. Come up and claim a marshmallow. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately grab their belongings, return to the dock of shame, catch the boat of losers, and leave the island. And you can never come back. Ever."

"The first marshmallow goes to Duncan."

"Bridgette, Courtney, Katie and Sadie, Tyler, DJ, (Y/n), Geoff."

"Campers, there is only one marshmallow left on this plate. And this marshmallow goes to..."

...

"Harold."

Eva gasped.

Harold sighed happily and took his marshmallow.

"Eva. The dock of shame awaits."

Eva growled and stood up. "Nice. Really nice. Who needs this stupid fucking TV show ANYWAY?!"

As she walked past Chris, she angrily kicked him in the leg.

"Ow! Fuck!"

He then clutched his leg and looked at the rest of you.

"You're all safe tonight."

You all put your marshmallows on sticks and held them over the fire.

"To the Killer Bass." You said.

"And to not ending up here again, the next time we have a challenge!" Courtney added.

[Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day]

<-Chapter Two

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THE GENTLE GIANT [CHAPTER TWO]

The First Challenge

You all were told to stand on top of a cliff in your swimsuits for you first challenge.

"Oh shit..." DJ said.

"Okay!" Chris said. "Today's challenge is three-fold. Your first task is to jump off this one thousand foot high cliff into the lake."

"Piece of cake." Bridgette said.

"If you look down, you will see two target areas. The wider area represents the part of the lake we have stocked with psychotic..." He paused for a second to laugh. "...man eating sharks!"

"Excuse me?" Leshawna said.

"Inside the area is a safe zone, that's your target area. Which we're pretty sure is shark free."

"For each member of your team that jumps and actually... survives will awarded a point. The team with the most points will win a helping hand for the next part of your challenge. Killer Bass, you're up first!"

"Oh...wow...so who wants to go first?" You asked.

Nobody volunteered.

"Hey don't sweat it guys!" Owen said. "I heard that these shows always make the interns do the stunt first to make sure it's survivable."

"So! Who's up?" Eva asked.

"Ladies first." Duncan said.

"Fine." Bridgette said. "I'll go. It's no big deal..."

Then she mumbled something to herself before jumping off.

You ran over to check if she made it and she landed in the safe zone.

"She did it! Yeah! Yeah! I'm up next!" Tyler said.

"COWABUNGA!" Tyler yelled as he ran off the cliff.

You all watched as he went down, before landing on a buoy.

He still made it in the safe zone however.

"Alright! I'm next!" Geoff said.

Then he jumped off too.

Then Eva and Duncan jumped too.

"Nuh uh, no way man. I'm not jumping." DJ said.

"Scared of heights?" Chris asked.

DJ nodded. "Yeah, ever since I was a kid."

"That's okay, big guy." Chris smiled.

"Unfortunately!" He said as he placed a chicken hat on DJ's head. "That also makes you a chicken, which means you'll have to wear this for the rest of the day!"

"Aww man, for real?"

Chris smirked and gestured for DJ to walk back down the hill.

As he did, you waved goodbye to him before turning to the cliff.

You took a deep breath and approached the edge of the cliff.

"You scared too, (Y/n)?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, I'm terrified." You said before pushing yourself to jump off.

You jumped off and screamed as you went down.

Before you knew it, you landed in the water and made it in the safe zone.

A boat came to pick you up and you sighed a breath of relief.

Everyone else who had already jumped, cheered for you.

As you approached the sand, you saw Ezekiel jump off as well.

He landed on a rock and spun into the water.

Everyone cheered for him as well.

Then Harold jumped off and landed on his dick.

"Ouch." Duncan said.

After a while of no one jumping, Katie and Sadie jumped off together.

"Wait, wasn't Katie on the other team?"

Bridgette shrugged.

Once they reached the sand, they ran up to everyone.

"Guys guess what?! Chris let us switch and now Katie's on our team!" Sadie said.

"Who'd she switch with?" Tyler asked.

"Izzy!"

"Wait, where's Courtney?" You asked.

"Oh, she didn't jump." Katie said.

"What about DJ?" Geoff asked.

"He didn't jump either." You said.

"Really? That's lame." Duncan said.

After a few minutes of no one jumping, Heather was suddenly thrown off the cliff.

Then some other people went too.

Until Justin went and he landed out of the safe zone.

Everyone gasped and some of his teammates started to panic.

Some sharks approached him and were about to eat him until they stopped.

Then suddenly, the sharks fell in love with him and helped him onto the shore.

Your teams gave each other looks of confusion.

Then more people went and the last person on top of the cliff was Owen.

You all stared at him in anticipation.

"How much you wanna bet he ends killing himself?" Duncan asked Geoff.

Suddenly, Owen yelled and jumped off the cliff.

When he landed in the water, it created such a huge splash that it knocked everyone over.

You and your team sat up as the Screaming Gophers started cheering.

"The Screaming Gophers win!" Chris cheered as he reached the beach on a four-wheeler.

"For the second part of the challenge, both teams will need to haul back crates full of supplies for the third and final task! And as their reward, the Screaming Gophers will get these carts, to haul back the crates with ease."

"Nice!" Trent said.

"Sucks to suck, Bass!" Chris said before zooming off.

"Well, we better to get to work." Courtney said as she, DJ, and Beth all came down from the cliff.

Everyone glared at her before choosing a crate to push back to the camp grounds.

As you were pushing, you noticed you were walking beside DJ and looked up to him.

"Wow you're really strong." You said.

DJ chuckled a little bit. "Thanks."

"Shut up! And pick up your crate!" Eva yelled at Courtney. "Chicken."

"Hey! You guys need me, I'm the only one who's an actual C.I.T."

You and DJ gave each other a look that said you didn't believe her.

Later, Courtney got bit by a bug, Tyler took a pee break, then Katie and Sadie also took a pee break and ended up quitting the challenge because they got poison ivy on their asses.

By the time you all got back to camp, you saw the other team was already half way done with building their bot tub and everyone basically gave up hope.

Geoff got on top of the crates and raised his arms. "'Kay. Dudes. It's not too late, we can do this!"

You looked over and saw Ezekiel picking his nose. "Ew!"

He quickly wiped off his finger on his pants. "What?"

"...that's really gross." Bridgette said.

"Okay look guys." Courtney said, standing up. "We have a hot tub to complete, and we need a project manager. Since I've actually BEEN a C.I.T. before, I'm electing myself."

"Any objections?"

"Where do we begin, Cyclops?" Duncan asked.

"Open the crates! (Y/n), go find those itchy girls, we need all the help we can get!"

You nodded and ran back to the beach to find Katie and Sadie.

You found them sitting in the water with their pants down.

"Has the itch gone?"

They shook their heads.

You sighed. "Look, we need your help to complete the challenge, if you help out I'll see if Chris can get you some anti-itch cream, okay?"

They nodded and pulled up their pants.

Then you three walked back to the campgrounds to see that the hot tubs were finished.

The Gophers' hot tub looked amazing, while yours did not.

Then Chris came out to inspect the hot tubs.

He checked the Gophers hot tub first.

"...This, is an AWESOME hot tub!"

The Gophers started cheering and your team waited nervously as Chris went over to your hot tub.

He poked at it a few times before water sprayed him in the face, then it completely fell apart.

"Well...I think we have a winner here."

He waited for a few seconds.

"The Screaming Gophers!"

They started to cheer and your team grumbled and groaned.

"Gophers! Your team is safe from elimination, AND you get to rock this awesome hot tub for the rest of the summer! Bonus!"

Then he turned to your team as the Screaming Gophers continued to cheer.

"Killer Bass, what can I say? Sucks to be you right now. I'll see your sorry butts at the bonfire tonight."

•

During during, everyone was talking about who the team should vote off.

"So who are we gonna vote off?" Courtney said.

"Well I think it should the "C.I.T." or the Brickhouse here." Duncan said, pointing to Courtney and DJ.

"What?! Why?!"

"Because, if I'm not mistaken, you two are the only ones who didn't jump. And if we ever have to lift a truck, I like our odds with the big guy."

"I'm with Duncan." You said. "I think we should vote off Courtney."

You turned to her. "Not only did you not jump off, but it was under YOUR leadership that we couldn't build the hot tub. Plus, Duncan's right. DJ's useful."

She started to stutter. "Y-You guys need me! I-I'm the only one-"

"WE KNOW." Bridgette said. "You used to be a real C.I.T. So who would you pick?"

Courtney looked around before pointing at Tyler.

"What about him?"

"Hey, at least he jumped off the cliff, Chicken Wing."

"Shut up!"

Geoff got in between Duncan and Courtney.

"Okay everyone, chill out. This is getting way too heavy."

"I've had enough prison food for one day. I'm gonna go have a nap."

"Y-You can't do that! We haven't decided who's going yet!"

"Can and I will." Duncan said as he got up.

"Well, I just don't get why we lost ay? They're the ones that have more girls."

All the girls gasped at his comment.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Bridgette asked as you moved beside her.

"Yeah homeschool, enlighten us!" Eva said.

"Well, guys are much stronger and better at sports than girls are!"

"Excuse me?!" You asked.

"Oh snap! He did not just say that!" Geoff snickered.

"My dad told me to look out for the girls here, ay? And help 'em in case they can't keep up."

Eva grabbed his throat and held him in the air.

"Still think we need your help 'keeping up'?"

"N-Not...really." He gasped.

"Okay, guys." Geoff said as Eva dropped him. "Let's give him a break. I mean, at least he doesn't think guys are smarter than girls."

"But, they are?" He said.

Then Eva leaned over and punched Ezekiel in the nose.

"Woah! Girl, you probably just broke his nose!" DJ said.

"He deserved it." She growled.

All the girls nodded in unison.

•

As night began to set, you were sitting outside your cabin when DJ sat down next to you.

"Thanks for what you said back there."

You smiled. "Of course. I meant what I said too."

DJ opened his mouth to say something but he was interrupted by someone else.

"Hey guys." (Ex/n) said.

"You're on the other team, what do you want?" You glared at them.

"I just want to talk to you, that's all."

"Nope." You immediately stood up and walked inside your cabin.

•

Once everyone was at the bonfire, Chris started the elimination ceremony.

"Killer Bass. At regular camp, marshmallows represent a tasty treat that you enjoy roasting by the fire. At this camp, marshmallows represent life."

"You all cast your votes and made your decisions. There are only eleven marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up and get a marshmallows. Whoever does not receive a marshmallow, will immediately return to the dock of shame, catch the boat of losers, and leave the competition and the island. For good."

Then Chris started handing out the Marshmallows. "Geoff, Tyler, Katie, Sadie, Bridgette, Harold, DJ, (Y/n), Duncan."

The only people left, were Courtney and Ezekiel.

"Courtney, Ezekiel. This is the final marshmallow."

Chris didn't speak for a whole minute as Courtney and Ezekiel watched them in anticipation.

Until he finally help up the marshmallow.

"Courtney."

She sighed a breath of relief and ran over to get her marshmallow.

"Can't say I'm shocked dude, I saw you picking your nose. Not cool."

Ezekiel sighed and walked to the dock of shame.

"Thanks for not voting me guys." Courtney said.

"Uh huh." You said as you ate your marshmallow and walked back to your cabin.

•

Video Diary-Number 2-(Y/n)

"Courtney is lucky. If Ezekiel didn't say anything. I know she would have been voted off."

•

[Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day]

<-Chapter One

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THE GENTLE GIANT [CHAPTER ONE]

Not so happy campers

After drying off, you all met at the fire place where Chris explained how the TV show was going to go down.

"This, is Camp Wawanakwa. Your home, for the next eight weeks. The campers sitting around you will be your cabinmates, your competition, and maybe even your friends. Capiche?"

"The Camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without being voted off, will win one hundred thousand dollars!"

"Awesome." You smiled.

"Excuse me, what'll the sleepin' arrangements be?" Your ex asked. "Because I'd like to request a bunk under this one." They said, gesturing to you.

Duncan smirked and crossed his arms. "I'd like to know the answer to that too."

"Well that's too bad, because dudes get one side of each cabin and girls get the other."

"Excuse me, Kyle?" Lindsay asked. "Can I have the cabin with the lake veiw since I'm the prettiest?"

"Okay you are, but that's not really how it works here. And, it's Chris."

"I have to live with Sadie, or I'll die!"

"And I'll break out in hives. It's true!"

"This cannot be happening." The goth girl said.

Owen pulled her and Tyler into a bone crushing hug. "Aw come one guys! It'll be fun! It's like a big sleepover!"

"Okay campers!" Chris said. "Here's the deal, we're going to split you off into two teams. When I call your name, come stand by me."

Chris pulled a list out of his pocket and began reading off the names.

"Gwen, Trent, Heather, Cody, Lindsay, (Ex/n), Beth, Katie, Owen, Leshawna, Justin, and Noah!"

"Wait, what about Sadie?" Katie asked as they all stood by Chris.

Realizing you two wouldn't be on the same team, you started to smile while (Ex/n) frowned.

"From this moment on, you are officially known as..."

Chris tossed a banner to them and it had an angry gopher as it's logo.

"The Screaming Gophers!"

Owen laughed. "Aw yeah! I'm a Gopher! WOOOOO!"

"The rest of you, line up!"

"Geoff, Bridgette, DJ, (Y/n), Tyler, Sadie, Izzy, Courtney, Ezekiel, Duncan, Eva, and Harold!"

Katie and Sadie started to cry and whine because they were separated as the rest of you formed a line.

Chris tossed a banner to your team.

"You guys will be known as...the Killer Bass!"

"Awesome..." Harold said. "It's like...amazing!"

"Alright campers! Your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition, and you will also be able to share your inner most thoughts will our super deluxe confessional!"

Chris gestured to an outhouse surrounded by flies, which a lot of you were disgusted by.

"Their is a camera inside which allows you to make video diaries, to share something with the veiwers watching from home or to just get something off your chest!"

•

Video Diary-Number 1-(Y/n)

"Ugh! Why does it smell so horrible in here?!"

•

"Now! Cabin business! Gophers, you're in the east cabin. Bass, you're in west! Go ahead and unpack! We'll meet again in the mess hall in an hour."

"Where would that be at?" Owen asked.

"Just along the way." Chris said, pointing at a nearby building.

"Sweet!"

You grabbed your stuff and began walking up the steps to your side of the cabin.

"Hey (Y/n)." You turned around and saw (Ex/n) behind you.

You glared at him and kept walking. "Wrong cabin, idiot."

You walked inside and set your stuff down on your bunk bed.

"Hey, do you mind if I take the bunk above you?" Bridgette asked you.

You smiled at her and moved out of her way. "Go ahead."

"Thanks." She smiled.

You suddenly heard a loud scream coming from the Gopher cabin and you all ran to check it out.

"Oh man, that white girl can scream." Leshawna said as you all saw Lindsay standing on a stool.

"What is it?! Kill it! Kill it!"

There was a little cockroach crawling around on the floor.

DJ saw it, gasped, screamed, and jumped onto a bunk bed, shaking.

"That, was my bed." Gwen said.

As some people tried to squish it, you also climbed up onto one of the beds.

Duncan returned with an axe and slammed it down on the cockroach, killing it instantly.

"Ew..." You said as you got off the bed.

"Well that's one way to kill a cockroach." Gwen said.

Duncan smirked at her.

"If see one of those again, just let me know." Tyler said to Lindsay. "Cause you know, I could do that too."

They started giving each other goo-goo eyes and Duncan scoffed.

"They always go for the jocks." Duncan scoffed.

The rest of the Killer Bass returned to their cabin and you all got to know each other just a little better.

DJ's an animal lover, Bridgette loves dolphins, Geoff can skate, Duncan has been to juvie over four times, Courtney was a CIT, Tyler has won trophies in sports before, Eva can lift up to 220 pounds, Ezekiel knew how to ride a gopher, and Harold carried around a mini key-board with him wherever he went.

Izzy was too busy hanging upside down on her bunk and Sadie was too sad about not being with Katie to talk to anyone.

An hour passed and you all gathered at the mess hall as Chris instructed.

When you all got there, there was a chef waiting for you.

"Listen up!" He yelled. "You will address me as Chef Hatchet! I'll serve it three times a day, and you'll eat it three times a day! Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!"

You and DJ shared a look with each other.

After everyone got their food, you all sat down and began eating the disgusting food.

"Welcome to the Main Lodge, or as some would call it, the mess hall."

"Yo my man, can we order a pizza?" Geoff asked.

Chef threw a hatchet at him and it just barley missed his head and got stuck in the wall.

"WOOAHHH IT'S COOL G! BROWN SLOP IS COOL! Heheh, right guys?!"

Everyone nodded.

"Moving on." Chris said. "Your first challenge begins, in one hour!"

"What do you think the challenge is?" You asked Bridgette.

"No idea." She said.

"It's our first challenge, how hard can it be?" DJ said, smiling.

"You're right! Can't be that bad." You said.

•

Video Diary-Number 2-(Y/n)

"So far so good! Nothing too bad has happened yet, and I hope it stays that way."

•

(Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day)

<-Prologue

Chapter Two->

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THE GENTLE GIANT [PROLOGUE]

You were so excited!

You were selected as a contestant on the Total Drama show!

You were driven to the island on a boat and you arrived you saw that four people were already there.

A nerdy girl, a goth girl, a tall party dude, another tall dude, and a blonde girl.

You stepped off the boat and the host, Chris McClain, introduced you.

"And this is (Y/n)!"

"Hey Chris! Are you sure we're on the right island?"

"I asked the same thing." One of the guys said.

You sighed and picked up your luggage.

"I'm DJ." The dude said.

You smiled and stood between him and the other dude. "I'm (Y/n)."

"Hey girl, I'm Geoff!" The party dude said.

You smiled and waved at him.

The goth girl just rolled her eyes as the blonde girl waved.

Then another girl appeared.

She had long black hair, black eyes, and a mean glare.

She walked past Chris without saying a word to him.

"Heather..." He said.

The nerd girl ran up to her and got in her face.

"Hi! Looks like we're your new friends for the next eight weeks!" She said, spitting into Heather's face and making her lean back.

Then you all heard Rock Music in the distance and you saw another boat approaching.

A dude with green hair and piercings was driven up and he threw his bag onto the dock and glared at Chris.

"Duncan! Dude!" Chris said, excitedly.

"I don't like...surprises." He said, holding up his fist.

He walked towards Chris and he gave him finger guns.

"Yeah, your parole officer warned me about that man. He also told me to give him a holler anytime and have you returned to juvie."

Duncan rolled his eyes. "Okay then."

He picked up his stuff and walked past Heather.

"Meet you by the campfire, gorgeous."

"Drop dead you pervert." She said.

Then he moved beside you, winking at you.

You turned away.

"I'm calling my parents!" Heather said. "You can NOT make me stay here."

Chris smiled at he held up a stack of papers.

Another boat approached and there was a guy wearing all red, water skiing behind it.

However, he lost his footing and flung himself over the dock and into the water, splashing Heather.

"UGH! MY SHOES!" She said as he climbed out of the water.

"Wicked Wipeout man!" Chris yelled.

Tyler smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

DJ and Geoff gave him a thumbs up back.

Chris started laughing at how miserable Heather looked, but he didn't realize there was already someone else behind him.

"Welcome to camp Harold." Chris said.

He started looking around confused.

"What's he looking at?" The nerdy girl asked.

"So you mean this show is at a gross summer camp and not on some big stage or something?" He asked, sounding like Napoleon Dynamite.

"You got it." Chris said.

"Yes! That is so much more favorable to my skills!" Harold said, as he picked up his stuff and walked away.

Chris winced as he approached everyone.

You and DJ gave each other a look as he started picking his nose.

"The next contestant is Trent!" Chris said.

"Hey, good to meet you man. I saw you on that figure skating show, nice work." He said.

Chris gave him a hand shake and smiled. "Thanks man, I knew I rocked that show!"

"I saw that!" The nerdy girl said. "One of the guys dropped his partner on her head, so they got immunity that week."

"Lucky!" Harold said. "I hope I get dropped on my head."

"Me too!" Lindsay said.

"So, this is it?" Trent asked.

Heather started drying her hair and Harold started picking his nose.

Making a few people move away from him.

"...alrighty then." He said as he moved to stand beside the goth girl.

And the two started making goo-goo eyes at each other.

Another girl walked onto the dock carrying a giant surfboard.

"Hey, what's up?" She said.

"Alright! Our surfer chick, Bridgette, is here!"

Duncan scoffed. "Nice board, this ain't Malibu, honey."

"I thought we were going to be on a beach?"

"We are!" Chris said, gesturing to the trash covered beach.

Bridgette sighed. "Great."

"Alright! That's our first 12-" Christ stopped when Bridgette accidentally smacked him with her board when she reached down to grab her suitcase.

"Ow! Damn it! That hurt!"

"Hey guys." She said as she stood beside Geoff.

"Heyyy, I'm Geoff!" He said.

"What's up?"

"Hi! I'm Beth!" The nerdy girl said.

"Hey!"

"Okay, we've all met surfer girl, can we got on with show please?" Heather complained.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" Duncan smirked.

"Get bent." She said.

"Our next camper..." Chris said, rubbing his head. "...is Noah."

"You got my memo about my life threatening allergies?"

"I'm sure someone did!" Chris smiled.

"Good. Is this where we're staying?

"No, it's your mom's house." Duncan said sarcastically.

"Whatever. Cute piercings." Noah said.

"You want one?" Duncan asked, grabbing a needle from his pocket.

"No, no thanks."

After Noah, another girl arrived to the island.

"Wassup y'all! Leshawna's in the house!"

Harold gasped when she stepped onto the dock.

"Yo baby! Ay how you doin'? How's it going?" She said giving Chris a high five.

"Feel free to quit now and save yourselves the trouble cause, I came to win!"

She walked up to you and DJ.

"Yo girl, you got some style going on!"

You smiled. "So do you."

Then she smiled at DJ and gave him a high five. "Oh what's up my brother? Gimme some sugar baby!"

"I've never seen a girl like you in real life before." Harold said from behind her.

"Excuse me?" She asked.

"You're real big. And loud."

"What the FUCK did you just say to me?!" She yelled. "Oh no you didn't! I'll show you big stringbean!"

She was about to jump and attack Harold, but DJ rushed to stop her.

"Alright campers settle down!" Chris said.

Leshawna adjusted her shirt and glared at Harold, who gave her a little smile.

Two girls appeared together, matching each other in almost every way.

"Ladies! Katie, Sadie, welcome to your new home for the next eight weeks!"

Katie gasped. "Oh my gosh, Sadie look! It's a summer camp!"

"Okay, I always wanted to go to summer camp!"

They both squealed and ran to the other end of the dock.

After they did, another guy came onto the dock.

"Ezekiel! What's up man?"

Ezekiel looked up and pointed at the sky.

"I think I see a bird." He said, making some people giggle.

Chris put his hand on his shoulder and gave him a little pep talk, then shoved him onto the dock.

"That's just...wow." The goth girl said.

Another boy came on after she said that.

"Cody!" Chris said. "The code-ster! The code-meister!"

He gave Cody a high five and he walked towards everyone confidently.

"Dude, psyched to be here man. I see the ladies have already arrived! Alright!"

He was about to say something to Leshawna but she stopped him due to what happened with Harold.

Next, a muscular girl came onto the dock and she completely blew off Chris.

"Eva. Nice. Glad you could make it!"

She dropped her bag on Cody's foot and he held it in pain.

"Ow! What's in there?! Dumbells?!"

"Yes." Eva replied dryly.

"She's all yours man." Duncan said to DJ.

A loud cheer came from the other end of the docks and you all saw a big dude cheering.

"Chris! What's happening?!" He yelled as he laughed. "This is awesome! Woooohooo!"

"Owen! Welcome!" Chris said as Owen picked him up into a bone crushing bear hug.

"Awesome to be here man! Yeah! Man, this is just so..."

"Awesome?" The goth girl asked.

"Yes! Awesome! Wooooooooo! Are you gonna be on my team?" He asked her.

"Oh I sure hope so." She said sarcastically.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"

"Are you about finished?" Chris asked, annoyed.

Owen put him down and smiled. "Sorry dude, I'm just so psyched!"

"Cool." Chris said. "And here comes Courtney."

A girl with short brown hair amwas driven up to the dock and Chris helped her down as she thanked him.

"Hi! You must be the other contestants, it's really nice to meet you all!" She said.

Owen started shaking her hand quickly. "Hi! I'm Owen!"

"Nice to meet you O...wow...." She said, looking at something in the distance.

In the distance was a muscular guy with long black hair and a chiseled face.

Most of the girls swooned when they saw him.

"This, is Justin." Chris said as he walked onto the dock.

"Welcome to Total Drama Island." He said as he gave Justin a fistbump.

"Thanks Chris, this is great."

"Just so you know, we picked up based entirely on your looks!"

"I can live with that." He shrugged and walked to the other end of the dock.

"I like your pants!" Owen said.

"Thanks man."

"Cause they look like they're all worn out! Did you buy them like that?"

"No just, had them for a while."

"Oh! Cool!" Owen said before he hit his forehead.

"Hey everyone! It's Izzy!" Chris said.

"Hi Chris! Hi! Hi! H-WOAH!" She said as he accidentally ran off the ship and hit her chin on the deck.

"Oooh that was bad." Tyler said as he giggled.

"Guys! She could be seriously hurt!" Courtney said, as she helped Izzy out of the water.

Izzy started shaking like a dog which confused the shit out of Courtney.

"That felt...so...GOOD! Except for hitting my chin. This is summer camp? That is so cool! Do you have paper mache here? Are we having lunch soon?!"

"That! Is a good call!" Owen said.

"Hold your horses Izzy." Chris said. "We still have one more camper to introduce!"

One last camper got onto the deck and your heart dropped when you saw them.

It was your ex.

"This is-" Chris started.

"(Y/n)?" They asked and you averted your eyes.

"Oh, do you two know each other?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, we dated for a few years."

"Oooh! How awesome is this?! We have an ex couple on the island! The drama is starting off great!" Chris said.

"So tell me, why did you break up?"

"They cheated." You said and most of the other campers glared at them.

"Oh come on babe, I was drunk! I wasn't-"

"Anyway!" Chris said cutting them off. "This is (Ex/n). Time for pictures! Move to the other end of the dock!"

As Chris got up somewhere high to take the picture, you made sure (Ex/n) stayed away from you.

"Okay!" Chris said. "One, Two, Thr- Oops, I'm holding it backwards!"

"Okay, hold that pose! One, two- Oh wait, forgot the lens cap!"

"Come on man, my face is starting to freeze." Leshawna complained.

"Got it! Okay! Everyone say: 'Wawanakwa!'"

You all said what he told you too, but before the picture could be taken, the dock broke under the weight and you all ended up in the water.

"Okay campers, dry off and meet me at the campfire pit in ten!"

(Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day)

->Chapter One

[twiixr4kidz]

DJ with a really physically affectionate S/O? Like hand holding, hugs and cuddling? How would he would cuddle or react to it? How would he feel about PDA? bonus points if the reader is short. (I'm so desperate for DJ content I love him) Thank you :)!

i love this sm!!

dj with a physically affectionate s/o!!

dj's a sweet guy; one of the sweetest guys you'll ever meet

when the two of you first started dating, he absolutely fell in love with how touchy you were

he noticed that you'd always try to touch him in some way; whether it was holding his hand (or his clothes), poking him, whatever

he's totally a hugger, and he loved how often you'd hug him

he also loves cuddles

like, ADORESSSSSSS cuddles

since you're shorter than him, he loves cuddling you in positions that really show the height difference

he absolutely loves holding you in any way he can

he's definitely the kind of guy to pick you up out of nowhere

he's also a total sucker for PDA

he was worried that he was going to be too physically affectionate in public, but when you started giving him kisses and hugging him in front of other people, he loosened up

he didn't wanna make you uncomfortable AT ALL

overall, he absolutely loves how physically affectionate you are, because he's almost as affectionate as you are <3

[tnystrk-exe]

Star Wars

DJ

Partners?

Din Djarin

Teacher’s Pet

[regrettablewritings]

Thinkin’ about DJ...About what a bastard he is, how you really shouldn’t bother loving him. He really is one of the worst people I write for on this blog, both in terms of morals and also because he isn’t the most trustworthy of figures.

But you know he cares for you -- like, really and truly cares about you as a person and not some pawn for his exploits -- when he sticks around.

And I don’t mean, like, he keeps you around for making out and stuff longer than he has any other partner of any kind, business or sexual. I mean, like --

You get sick. You’d been hopping from place to place, not exactly eating the most optimal of foods and sleeping under conditions that rarely veer towards the best (ie. on a ship your boyfriend[?] stole), so it was bound to happen at some point. But you had never expected it to hit you this badly. The fever torched your body, making you so quivery that it felt as though the heat had scorched even your bones, causing them to melt. Fatigue racks your form, and it refuses to let go of you even when you try to do little things like make your way to the ‘fresher in this mediocre motel DJ had managed to snag a room in.

Normally, you would’ve felt uncertain about sleeping in such bedding but you were frankly too unwell to care by now. And it just seemed to get worse as the days went on.

Your thoughts were in a constant blaze. But in the moments where you could think just clear enough, one of the concerns on your mind was DJ.

DJ wasn’t known to stick to one place for too long. This was both in order to avoid the authorities, as well as to appease his greed for exploration and thievery. There was quite literally an entire galaxy out there, systems upon systems full of potential treasures. Realistically, he could never visit even half of them even with his entire lifetime so he had to make the most of the time he still had left.

And too much of that was being wasted here. After all, it wasn’t as though you were able to travel: Unless he got his hands on a ship with some sort of living space on it, you weren’t likely to fair well in any old flyer. Running around with someone sickly was equivalent to putting a target on his back, chaining his ankles to a rock, and turning out the lights on him; it just wasn’t feasible.

And the thought hurt you. The fever might’ve claimed your body, but the realization that you had become a liability to a man who never seemed to have any qualms about anything ravaged your mind. It left you feeling more and more weak the more you thought about it. But then, perhaps that exhaustion also came with the fact that you hadn’t been sleeping as well as you ought to have. The anxiety gnawed into the corners your illness couldn’t reach, leaving you caught between two options: Do you stay awake in a pitiful effort to see him one last time before he inevitably left you, or did you spare yourself the humiliation and let yourself fall into unconsciousness so he could just rip the bacta pack off?

Every time your body gave in and dozed off was a gamble, though so far you had been what you could arguably call winning. Because every time your eyes cracked back open, DJ was still there: Sometimes seated on the bed, flicking through a Holopad he’d most definitely nicked from some poor bastard; sometimes he was staring blankly ahead at nothing; the ones you heartwrenchingly enjoyed waking up to was the feeling of a cool, damp cloth being applied to your forehead. And sometimes, he would be the one to wake you, helping you sit up just so you can take a sip from a cup of tap water he’d acquired, or so you could try to swallow down at least five spoonfuls of some broth of questionable origin for your own benefit.

It was unusual to experience this sort of kindness, given your past experiences. And from DJ, no less! DJ just . . . wasn’t the sort of man to care like this. You didn’t even know he knew how to make soup (assuming he was actually the one to have made it). But you quietly relished it. And you hated yourself for it, trying your best to commit the memories to your tired brain. It would be all you had left of him soon, after all, and you shouldn’t be giving him the satisfaction of having such a hold on you despite his abandonment.

Only . . . he never does: You always wake up to him. Always.

Until you don’t.

And it takes you a moment to register that. It’s always quiet whenever you wake up, DJ being surprisingly considerate of your need for minimal sound. But this time, the quiet feels . . . different. Empty. You don’t know how else to describe it. You muster whatever strength you have to crane your neck up, eyes aching as they slope about the room.

No DJ. Not even, it seems, in the ‘fresher.

There is no moment of realization. There isn’t even a slow decline back into the mattress. Your body simply gives out, collapsing into the stiff furniture as the dam within your eyes finally buckles against the deluge of tears that had been building up for the past however many days. And it hurts. All of it: Your eyes hurt from the crying; your head hurts from the fever and the crying; Your body hurts from the fever, collapsing back into the bed, and from not eating as well recently; but most of all, your heart and soul hurt.

No . . . They’re in petrifying agony.

Because this is what happens. This is what happens when someone like you loves a man like DJ. Abandoning happens at the first grey cloud that he couldn’t blow away. And the worst part is, you get it, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less. You’re alone, no money, no real home to go back to since you left all that behind, and you’re dealing with the worst bodily inferno you’ve ever had in your life. It would honestly do you best to simply die in this motel room, rather than face the infinite list of realities that had suddenly been dumped upon you --

You barely register the whoosh of the doors opening through your wet delirium. And you almost mistake the voice of your former lover going, “H-hey, hey, Kid, what’s the m-m-matter?” for an auditory hallucination, a cruel, sick joke played on you by your tired, flaming mind. And surely the image of his face hovering above you is a more visual one; after all, in the time you’d known DJ, however brief, you’d never seen him wear an expression of worry. You two had been held at blaster-point by police and been pursuit through fields of space debris and never once did he portray any interest in the situation beyond amusement.

No . . . Your body was just cooking up wish fulfillment at this point. It wished DJ cared for you in such a way.

“Kid? Hey!” You feel a hand being placed to your sweaty forehead. It’s just like his; every callus just the same as you remembered.You don’t know much about hallucinations brought on by fevers, but you’re almost certain they don’t include more physical ones. Never the less, you want to lean into it, only denied so due to the limitations of your body. Though it does manage to dampen your weeping into whimpering.

You hear the vision release three tsks before removing the hand.

“Fever gettin’ to ya, h-huh?” he asks. You don’t even have the energy to speak, not that he gives you much time to respond anyway. Instead, he lifts up a small pouch and shakes it. “Don’t w-worry; I gotcha.” And he winks, just the way he always used to whenever you two got into a tight spot and he clearly had a plan to get out of it.

You spend the next few minutes staring at the ceiling, listening to your brain create sounds of DJ moving about the room. It’s odd, though, because you have no idea what he’s doing. Is it possible to not know what your own hallucination is doing? You’re far too tired to think too hard on it. And DJ probably took the Holopad with him when he left, not that you would’ve been able to reach it anyway. But by the time he returns to your field of vision, he’s back with a small cup.

You must be hallucinating pretty hardcore, since even he’s able to help you sit up like he had actually been able to the last few days. 

He helps the cup to your lips with a quiet, “Down t-t-the hatch.”

Oh, kriff, it tastes bitter. So bitter! You nearly hurl it right back into the cup before the DJ chides you, “Oh no you d-don’t! I worked h-hard to get those herbs. You g-g-gotta f-force it down, y’hear?”

It’s the biggest trial but you do finish as much of the kriffing “tea” as you can. You almost welcome sleep, all the ordeals crashing down on you at once: That you had been left; that the one to leave you was appearing as not only a vision, but a caring one at that; and the tea, no matter how imaginary, was a trauma of its own in your humble opinion. Frankly, you were ready to sleep it all away. The part in your heart that had initially just been a particularly dark corner had since expanded further along. You weren’t sure if you’d be too upset if you didn’t wake up.

But wake up you did. And while your body still felt somewhat shaky from the grueling few days you had experienced, skin still damp from the many waves of heat, there’s a definite change: The fever has finally broken.

“Well, w-well. Look who’s up.” Despite how relatively soft it is, the fact that you hear it makes you nearly jolt. The source of it leans against a wall, just making your peripheral. You don’t need to actually see him to know he’s smirking, but . . . You have to see him. Just to make sure he’s really there. There is no sickness that can account for you hallucinating, but you just can’t believe --

He enters your vision, confirming two things: That he’s smirking and that he’s real.

“W-what did I tell ya? About those herbs? You should listen t-t-to me more often,” he boasts, however lightly. It’s when you try to give him an expression of exasperation that things could be considered regaining normalcy.