silent hill

(𝗟)𝗠𝗜𝗥𝗟 一 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━

[xljlpeep]

— " i really wanted 𝘆𝗼𝘂 to like me diane "

ㅤsam ໒꒱ - he/him<3 - enfp - italian ⋆.

(𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒) — td ; bojack horseman ; ninah ; conclave (2024) ; call of duty ; weak hero class ; danganronpa

i sometimes write fanfics + music lover

(𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂) — pantera ; the smiths ; cas ; artic monkeys ; deftones ; bauhaus

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father and son

[johnpilot256]

mastermind.

(alts underneath)

[davemeowsalot]

Drawing of Noah and Cody out at night, hanging out. This drawing is inspired by something I wrote about them a while ago back in Nocovember!

This drawings is really comforting to me.

The camp is quiet except for the crickets and the sound of the water. Cody sits at the edge of the dock, legs dangling above the water, staring at his reflection. Getting lost in his thoughts. He hears footsteps behind him.

“Most people come out here because they’re having a crisis. If you’re planning one, I’d like to schedule mine for after you’re done.” Noah says as he approaches the dirty blonde haired boy

Cody lets out a small laugh but doesn’t look away from the water

“I’m not… I just needed air. Today was..for the most part rough.” cody sighed

Noah sat beside him, sitting cross legged He’s silent for a moment

“You’ve been quieter lately. Which is concerning because your always annoying me about how Gwen rejected you for the 5th time this week’” Noah said looking over at cody

Cody sighs, leaning back on his arms.

“no no, nothing like that. I guess I’ve been feeling kind of… invisible. Everyone here has some big personality. And I’m just… me… theres nothing special about me” Cody dug his face into his hands. Feeling embarrassed since he doesn't like being seen like this.

Especially not in front of Noah.

Noah glances at him, eyes softer than usual.

“‘Just you is pretty much the reason this place isn’t completely unbearable..and your not boring..at times..I guess” Noah looked at the lake

Cody finally looks at him, confused.

Noah swallows, looking anywhere but Cody.

“Noah… are you actually bein nice?!"

“Don’t make it weird. I’m attempting honesty. It’s painful, especially when your making that..face at me” Noah sweated trying to hide his soft smile

Cody laughs again

“I appreciate it. Really. I didn’t think anyone noticed how I was feeling.” Cody touched the back of his neck shyly

“I noticed.”

“I always notice you.”

Noah turns a shade of red after admitting that

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Cody blinks, his cheeks turning pink.

“What… what does that mean?”

Noah lets out a breath like if he's gonna rip off a band-aid

“It means that I care about you.. Uhh More than I probably should for someone who hates the Entire human population.” Noah shudders

Cody’s eyes widen, and his voice comes out low and genuine

“Noah… I care about you too. Like… a lot..heh..” Cody does his signature dorky chuckle while looking like a tomato

Noah turns to him fully now, nervous in a way Cody has never seen.

“So we’re both idiots who didn’t say anything until we were sitting at a creepy lake in the middle of the night?” Noah lightens the mood

“Pretty much.”

There’s a quiet, warm tension..Cody shifts closer, their shoulders brushin against each others both of them still pretending it’s an accident.

“For what it’s worth… I really like you.” Cody admits while looking up at noah

Noah looks at him

“Yeah. I really like you too.”

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Cody grins again, bright, genuine, the kind that makes noah look away because it makes Noah's face turn red

“So… what happens now?” Cody notices Noah's flustered state

“Well nothing too dramatic. But knowing this island… probably a challenge involving bears and shark” Noah makes a joke

Cody nudges him playfully.

“I meant… with us” Cody laughs at Noah's playful response

Noah’s voice softens again.

“We take it one day at a time. Together.”

Cody’s smile widens as he leans his head lightly on Noah’s shoulder. Noah tenses and then relaxes, letting the moment happen

The lake makes noises quietly beneath the stars as the two of them sit close, finally on the same page

[Its si cringe waaa, but I didn't go back and fix it cuz im lazy]

[xljlpeep]

me holding hands with every duntrent fan left in the td fandom

[spaghettiandtears]

how can i ask anyone to love me when all i do is beg to be left alone

[apeshitau]

Ugrhhhhh

[aeronauseous0]

that one trend ohoho

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checking ao3 makes me feel an insane person because all i do is check the aletyler tag and reread the same few fics

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Being a fan of a rarepair in the TD fandom means knowing every single fanfic about them on ao3

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𝘥𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 ,, 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 ^^ ( ps. english isnt my first language, sorry for any mistakes! )

"Buddy, are you telling me you've never smoked? Not even once?" Duncan exclaims in surprise, looking at Trent as if he was an alien who had just landed on Earth.

"Not that many people smoke, you know? don't act tough just because you've got a cigarette between your lips," he replies in a serious, deadpan tone, his fingers gently brushing the guitar strings as he sat on the grass, creating a delicate melody in the dead of the night.

Everyone else was already asleep, except for the two of them, who were strengthening their bond by spending sleepless nights outside the cabins. It wasn't the first time Duncan had seen Trent in the middle of night, lying on the grass gazing at the stars or playing his guitar. But on this particular day, now that their friendship had deepened — he decided to sit closer.

"You really should try it; it helps me a lot. Any problem? It vanishes the moment I take a drag, inhale and then exhale the smoke into the air."

"It's bad for your health," Trent said, looking at the punk with a puzzled expression; he simply couldn't understand what was fun about smoking or why everyone had suddenly decided to normalize it.

"But it's good for your 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥" Duncan remarked with a smirk on his chapped lips, offering the half-smoked cigarette to the dark-haired boy.

Trent stared at it: the fact that the cigarette had already been smoked indicated that Duncan had taken a few drags, holding it between his lips. Sharing a cigarette probably seemed like a perfectly normal thing to the punk, but extremely intimate to Trent.

An indirect kiss between two guys who had nothing in common.

"Right, let's see what all the fuss is about," says Trent, curious despite his earlier judgment ; clutching the cigarette between calloused fingers and slowly raising it to his lips for the first drag.

Let’s just say that, given his inexperience, it was a disaster: the smoke went down the wrong way, triggering a violent fit of coughing, he didn't even have time to exhale properly as he immediately handed the cigarette to Duncan, who was laughing his head off.

"Man, you should've seen your face, it was priceless!" the punk said, laughing so hard that tears began to form at the corners of his blue eyes; he loved to watch an inexperienced Trent nearly choke on the smoke.

"Fine, then show me how it's done," the dark-haired boy retorted, shooting Duncan an annoyed look.

He took the cigarette back, lightly brushing Trent’s fingers. He brought it to his lips and took a drag.

"See, you have to take a drag, then inhale and exhale properly,, there’s no need to rush." He exhaled the smoke, which tinged the night a grayish hue.

"It doesn't look that hard… so why can't I do it?" Trent asked, before snorting derisively. "Screw it, I don't even care; it's not like I'm actually going to start smoking…"

"Come on, let's try again. Come here, I'll show you how to inhale," Duncan whispered, patting the grass beside him.

Trent moved closer and the two boys found themselves almost face-to-face in the dead of night, where the only sounds were their voices and, every now and then, the calls of nocturnal animals.

Duncan took a slow drag on his cigarette before tossing the butt onto the grass; then he stepped closer and blew the smoke straight into Trent’s open mouth, before the other boy even realized what was happening.

"Inhale..."

And the dark-haired boy obeyed, inhaling the smoke for the first time. It all happened so quickly, in an atmosphere that was strangely awkward, yet he wanted to do it again and again.

He wondered what his parents would think if they saw the scene: their son smoking and standing so close to a guy like Duncan ; they would have been furious, but right then, there with them, there were neither his parents nor any cameras to capture the moment.

And after the events of that night, Trent started smoking a bit more with Duncan, or rather, inhaling the smoke through his lips.

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 :: 3k

( might upload it on ao3 aswell )

I apologize if the writing seems a bit repetitive or dull ,, it’s my first one-shot after years and years of inactivity </33

Summer break helped me get back into writing fanfiction, so if you have any suggestions on how to improve my style, please leave them here,, I’d be really grateful!!

[xljlpeep]

they think life is all rainbows and shi

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duncan having daddy issues is what i yearn for

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how it feels to be a duntrent shipper in the td fandom

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𝗱𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴

Duncan knows that Trent's parents are strict and judgmental, so he always tries to embarrass him just to have a laugh when they scold him.

Horror movie hater + Horror movie lover ;

Trent hates anything involving blood/gore, violence and jumpscares, always feeling disgusted and uncomfortable. Duncan instead, loves anything that sends his adrenaline skyrocketing.

Duncan has tried almost everything in life, but he had never ridden a motorcycle. Trent loves motorcycles and spent a whole day teaching Duncan how to ride one. After many attempts, Trent can now trust Duncan when he rides his precious motorcycle around the city.

Duncan prefers both physical contact and expressing love through actions, while Trent prefers spending time with Duncan, even if it involves something as boring as lying in bed watching TV.

Even though Duncan doesn't like expressing his emotions or showing his more "vulnerable" side to others, Trent is the only one who can comfor wthen he is angry or frustrated,, especially after an argument with his father.

Their friendship began during Total Drama Island, even though both sensed that something more could develop between them, despite their different personalities. However, during Total Drama Action, Trent was suddenly blindsided by a shift in Duncan’s behavior toward him; this left him confused and feeling somewhat betrayed to the point of almost hating the punk. Their relationship was rekindled at a reunion party following All Stars, when, after a drunken fight, they realized that their youthful mistakes had ultimately brought them back together. ( I will extend this headcanon by writing a fanfic )

𝗜 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗴𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺,, 𝗶𝗺 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽

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𝗗𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘆𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀

Duncan CANT sleep until all the lights are turned off ; Probably because he finds more comfort in the darkness, given that it gives him a sense of "protection" (also because, when it is dark outside, it is the ideal time to commit crimes).

Also, he cant sleep until he holds something in his arms ; again, gives him protection.

He owns an old car that he stole from a scrapyard because his parents don't trust him enough to buy him one, also doesn't have a license.

( nsfw?? +18 duncan ?? ) definitely a bottom, likes both giving and receveing praise (secretly loves receiving more)

He has a really complicated relationship with his father since he was a child, but he never truly understood why their bond couldn't be like other people's. This is why Duncan definitely prefers his mother presence more.

He’s certainly not homophobic; he’s a punk… However, he probably won’t ask you questions about your sexuality or gender, since he likely doesn’t care all that much

Bisexual, but with a preference for girls. He discovered that he could be attracted to boys, too, during his time in juvenile

Beside loving any food in which you can hide a knife in (canon), he is also a huge fan of anything spicy or sour.

𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗱𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗱𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗰𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻 𝗶'𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁

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post world tour

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a boy will choose his favorite total drama character as a kid and stick with it for life

literally me with duncan