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chrismcleanswife · 1 year

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BESTIEEEE

im gonna need some of your amazing platonic headcanons of chef with a male contestant that he sees as his son

jsut some father-son relationship thingz pleaseee

its ok if not ^^

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐟 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧

♥🪖 -> Chef noticed right away that there was something different about you.

♥🪖 -> It wasn't your hair, nor your looks nor your strength or physical abilities.

♥🪖 -> It was... something else...

♥🪖 -> What was it? He spent a week or so to find it out.

♥🪖 -> It was that you lowkey reminded him of himself.

♥🪖 -> You were a hell of a chaotic teenager but you still managed to show respect to the environment and the people around you, that surprisingly including Chris and even himself.

♥🪖 -> After some time you started to notice the characteristic way of acting of Chef and your brain decided to wake up.

♥🪖 -> Everything clicked as your brain made up the "theory" of Chef being an ex-military.

♥🪖 -> So that night you sneaked out of your cabin to go to the kitchen, place in which you know Chef would be.

♥🪖 -> ❝Good afternoon Sir❞ you said while you put your head visible on the window that led to were Chef was.

♥🪖 -> ❝Holy shi-!❞ he screamed at the suden appearence, droping his pan and turning to look at you quickly ❝Oh, it's just you kid❞ he later said, looking at you with rather uninterest.

♥🪖 -> But seeing how the sparkle in your eyes didn't disappear yet, he rolled his eyes, picked up the pan from the floor and while starting to wash it he spoke again ❝What da ya want, I'm busy❞

♥🪖 -> Your eyes looked at him with a hint of excitement before the question that was forming on your head finally left your lips.

♥🪖 -> ❝Were you a military?❞ you asked still outside of the window, a grin spreading to your lips when you saw how Chef stopped right in his tracks at the question.

♥🪖 -> When he turned around he locked eyes with you, his eyes were a little more soft than before.

♥🪖 -> He wasted no time in walking on your direction and opening the window to let you in the kitchen.

♥🪖 -> ❝Yeah, how'd ya know that kid?❞ was the first few words that left his mouth.

♥🪖 -> You quickly smiled proudly and said ❝Because I'm a BRAT❞ [British Regiment Attached Traveler].

♥🪖 -> He blinked, truly surprised, not even a sound left his mouth, but at your proud grin he could only bring himself to smile, now the why you reminded him of himself clicking on his brain.

♥🪖 -> You spent near 3 hours in that kitchen, gladly helping Chef with the washing and other minimal chores while he told you about his experiences.

♥🪖 -> Since that night It was evident to everyone that Chef had took a liking to you.

♥🪖 -> Small things like quickly asking you how your night went when he was serving you breakfast, or the way you would mimic a military salute when he walked by, or the way he called you a "military brat" were obvious proof to that.

♥🪖 -> He obviously didn't tell anyone apart from Chris this but, he saw you as his own son and Chris often pointed that out when the above mentioned interactions were to happen before his handsome tv show host eyes.

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dozing-marshmallow · 6 months

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

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

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

CHRIS MCLEAN X WIFE! READER HEADCANONS

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All conversation died.

Everyone turns to you.

This woman they’ve never seen before...

His... His wife?

Were they hearing that right?

No way... He was being serious?

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

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

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

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

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

Everybody nods in agreement.

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

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

Oh my God...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Turns out, you were really nice.

The angel to Chris’ devil.

The sun to Chris' moon.

The calm to Chris’ energetic.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I'm convinced she has Stockholm syndrome."

Up till Harold breaks it.

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

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

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

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kombucha-enjoyer · 11 months

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i said i was gonna draw my fav td couple

i cringe so hard at this drawing but uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhh

#total drama #total drama fanart #total drama chris #total drama chris mclean #total drama chef #chris mclean #chref #its titled old men yaoi #im so sane im so normal #man tiddies #artฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

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cutetinytoe · 1 year

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Chris McLean backstory when?

#total drama #total drama island #tdi #chris mclean #tdi chris #total drama chris #total drama Chris McLean

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autisticwizardwritings · 8 months

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HI HI HI HI HI :D

Can i get a total drama request about the contestants meeting Chris’ niece/nephew(gender neutral tho) preferably for world tour but any are good :)

Thamk you!!! :3

(Wasn't sure if you wanted younger, same age, or older, so I'm doing all three. If you want ALL of them, tell me! I just did these 3 for now since they're the only new appearances in World Tour, but I'd be happy to write more of the cast! I say it at the end too, but if you want this written in a proper paragraph style too I'd be more than happy to try to do so, just let me know!!)

Probably OOC 💔

Alejandro, Sierra, and Blaineley meeting Chris’s niece/nephew (no pronouns mentioned) (gn)

Younger (8-12)

Alejandro:

Extremely confused

Also fairly concerned

Why would Chris bring his own niece/nephew on this show at such a young age?

Even if they aren't competing. Should they really be seeing this sort of thing?

After finding out you're not part of the competition, he relaxes a little bit.

Apparently you're here because your mom/dad had to go on some big work trip, and since you were so young, you couldn't be left alone for that long.

Convinced that your parents don't watch the show, because no responsible parent would allow their child in that

Probably tries to talk to you, to get to know you.

Maybe even ends up seeing you as some sort of sibling after a while.

Will defend you if anyone else (*cough* Duncan *cough*) decides to be an asshole

Genuinely cares about you.

How can someone so sweet be related to *that?*

If you're a trouble child however

Makes sense how you're related to Chris

Still makes an effort to be nice to you considering you're only a child

Little minds are influenced by family, they can't help it.

Does tend to keep his distance more though

Probably pulled his hair at some point and that was it for him

Always ponytails it if you're there now.

Either way, if you get hurt somehow, he'd help.

Again, you're only little.

Even if you're 12.

A little less worried in that case, since you're old enough to kinda look out for yourself

But still makes sure you're alright.

Sierra:

She already knew of your existence.

Found your mom's Facebook page for info on Chris

Found you there too

Doesn't question the fact that you're here

Immediately wants to become friends with you

Probably smothers you with hugs

Suuuuper friendly

Constantly saying stuff like "Chris your niece/nephew is so sweet" even if you're basically the devil himself

"They could do no wrong ♡"

She's doing it because she genuinely thinks this, but also partially because she wants some "brownie points" or whatever the fuck they're called

Also trying to prove to Cody that she can "be a good mom."

He apologizes for her

If she wins a reward challenge, she'll 100% share whatever it is with you if it's child friendly

Even if you're getting the same good food as your uncle

Will make you dolls out of anything she can

And will want to play with them with you

Blaineley:

A child? Really?

What was Chris thinking?

No one wants to see a child on a show like this

Not to mention the grubby little hands

Doesn't want anything to do with you

Or she makes it seem like that, anyways.

If you get time where it's just the two of you, she's actually surprisingly nice.

Genuinely good with kids

Treats you like her own child

As soon as someone walks in she's back on the other side of the room glaring at you

Will deny this until she dies

If she finds out the fans like you

Then she starts acting all nice and buddy-buddy on camera too

Not very genuine though

It's just like that when she knows she won't get poked fun of for it

Same age as (still younger than Blaineley)

Alejandro:

Couldn't really care less tbh

Another contestant

Another obstacle

For now

Still makes the effort to talk to you, to make you like him

Like he does with everyone there

The more allies the better right?

May possible try to woo you

With the idea in mind to get you eliminated

There's a possibility he does come to genuinely like you over time

But he'd never admit that

(Platonically or romantically depends on how you wanna read this)

Keeps you around for a little while after

Really not a fan of you at first though

Mainly because you're related to Chris

Who wouldn't?

With the reputation that man has, he's got every right to assume you're like he is

Hopefully that's wrong

If it is? Like I said, definitely starts to genuinely care for you

Actually tries to befriend you

Not just an alliance

Not just for a scheme

Maybe a little schemey

But not only for that.

If you ARE like Chris?

Not a fan of you then.

The whole robot thing hasn't happened yet since this is World Tour

But even then

He knows what an ass Chris is

That's an understatement

Really doesn't like you that much

But he still makes the effort to "befriend" you

Just to get rid of you, of course.

(Cannot write for this man to save my life, sorry if this is absolute dogshit)

Sierra:

Again, already knew about you.

Very excited to meet you, too!

She's the self proclaimed Total Drama Superfan, she HAS to know everything about you!!

Talks your ears off

All with good intention of course

She is absolutely ECSTATIC

You know in those cartoons where they shake someone's hand extremely excited and they just. It's almost violent

Yeah

Like that

That's how she shakes your hand when you're first brought on the show

I'd imagine you weren't brought immediately

Because like

Idk

I have no proper reason

Just for funsies

Before any proper eliminations

(But after Zeeke's)

But yeah!!

Her Cody obsession is… off-putting to say the least

You stay away from her, or at least keep your distance at first

She keeps talking to you, being all friendly

And if you're not too scared of her

Then you guys could become friends!

If you keep talking to her on your own without keeping any distance?

Makes every day so much better for her

Probably used to people being weirded out by her

So you actually talking to her because you GENUINELY LIKE her?

Bouncing off the WALLS

A friend! Yay!

Obviously Cody is still her #1 priority

But if you prove yourself, she miiiight let you in on a couple group hugs

Maybe

Blaineley:

Doesn't give a shit

Just like the younger version

But without the sweet bonding time

Doesn't like you very much

Might put on her fake little buddy-buddy act to stay on the good side of the media

Since you're probably "great for the ratings"

Being related to Chris and all

Idk what else to put for her sorry

Older than them (17-19) (STILL younger than Blaineley)

Alejandro:

..why are you here?

Probably assumes you're an intern at first

Or here to help run challenges/watch them

If you're in the challenges, he finds it to be unfair

You're older, probably taller and smarter, and he's CONVINCED Chris is giving you some sort of advantage

Still does his whole thing

But like. Not romantically.

If you're not in the competition?

VERY confused as to why you're here

You're not competing, but you're still back in the plane with them?

It just doesn't make sense to him

You're probably there to help out with challenges

If you're 17, and I'd assume still in high school, you might be there for volunteer hours or something

Since you're probably not getting paid either way /hj

Might attempt a flirting thing once or twice (if you're not older than 17)

Probably doesn't do shit though

Sierra:

Genuinely have no idea what to put here I'm just repeating myself

Again, already knows who you are

Basically just like the second one but more "respectful" (not really)

Blaineley would've probably been suuuuper boring (even worse than her "same age" (technically still younger) one) so I didn't include it.

I'm sorry this is so shit lmao I'll probably try redoing it as a proper paragraph written fic/one-shot instead of this. That'll probably make it better. If you want that, please tell me so I can start it soon!! xx

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tdinyomomma · 8 months

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Dodge Brawl- TDI x Reader (Chapter four)

If you haven’t read: Three

I groan in pain as I wake up after hearing all the girls leave the cabin. I look around trying to remember where I am. Then of course my mind reminds me from the past three days of not being able to sleep. I lifted myself up from the ground, and someone had placed a blanket over me so I tugged it off.

Since everyone left that must mean they’re heading to eat so I stretch my sore limbs from laying on the ground. “Gwen, we should get going to the main lodge.” I gently shake her, she turns away from me mumbling something, swatting my hands away. “Gwen, we might get in trouble.” I shake her again and this time she faces me, eyes still closed. “Do I have to?” She whines and I snicker.

“Unfortunately we do.” I frown, standing up straight to crack my back once again. She hums, sitting up to yawn, rubbing her eyes. “How did I get here?” She queries tiredly, as I throw on a new, clean shirt. “I carried you.” I nonchalantly say. Not noticing her eyes widened. “Did you sleep at all?” She stammers after clearing her throat and I wince at the thought of the sleep I just had.

“Yup, right here on this very floor.” I kick at the ground, exhausted. “Oh, I’m so sorry.” She expresses guilt but I shake my head. “Don’t worry about it, let’s just go eat.” I yawn, helping her up from the bed then throwing the blanket from the ground onto my top bunk for now.

As we make it out of the door I see Harold walking out of his cabin, seeing something black above his top lip. I blink a few times, maybe I was imagining it. As we get off the porch we make our way to the main lodge and Gwen keeps accidentally bumping into me so I link our arms so she can remain steady.

“Hey everyone it’s Gwen and [Name]!” Chris sets forth to the two teams, Gwen keeps her head down and I practically lead us the whole way to our seats. Our team cheers and claps for us and I overheard Lindsay ask why they’re clapping for us. I roll my eyes, sitting the tired girl down. Cracking my back just like before sitting down myself.

“I’m so tired.” Gwen complains. “I can’t feel my face.” She face plants onto the table, I flinch to the noise. “My back is killing me, why did no one wake me up from the floor?” I irritatedly questioned my team, “We tried, you wouldn’t budge, hun.” Leshawna says, I sigh, “Oh.”

“Hey, fish heads. Way to kick off your strongest player!” Heather stands up and Courtney throws her oatmeal, hitting Gwen in the face since Heather dodged it. I huff, taking out a napkin and grab Gwens face, roughly cleaning it while glaring over at Courtney who actually looked a little afraid of me.

“Okay, campers, listen up! Your next challenge begins in 10 minutes and be ready to bring it!” He notifies us, I finish cleaning Gwen’s face and we start eating.

Now standing in a glass closed in court, I feel more tired than when I was eating breakfast. I still hold onto Gwen, we’re now both holding each other up at this point. Duncan walks into the court and falls down on the bleachers pointing to his team warningly. “Wake me up and it’s the last thing you do.” He points at Tyler who gulps, scared of the pierced boy.

Chef whistles earning all of our attention, walking by slowly and attempting to be intimidating, which works very well. “Today’s challenge is the classic game of dodgeball. The first rule of dodgeball is-”

“Don't talk about dodgeball?” Noah sarcastically questions him, Owen giggles at the stupid joke.

“As I was saying, if you get hit with the ball-” Chris carries on, throwing a ball roughly at Courtney who catches it. “Ooh- Ow!” She groans. “You’re out.” He finishes.

“You can’t just do that!” She throws the ball back at the host who ignores her. “If you catch the ball, the thrower gets sent out and the catcher gets to bring in another team member out on the court.” He explains,

“Throwing balls. Gee, another mentally challenging test.” Noah rolls his eyes, bored and obviously being sarcastic once again. “I know right?” Lindsay inquires, his face drops and Courtney judges the ditzy girl.

“Okay, now, Geoff, try to hit me.” Chris throws the ball to the party animal. “If you’re holding a ball, you can use it to deflect a ball. But if it knocks the ball out of your hands, you’re out.” He tells everyone and I impatiently sigh.

I think most of us know how to play Dodgeball but I know him being a host he has to explain every single thing. I feel like I’m back in second grade nonetheless though.

“So, what do I do again when the ball comes at me?” Lindsay asks innocently just as Geoff throws the ball at Chris who blocks it with another ball, it bounces off over to Lindsay’s way. “You dodge!” He shouts, it hits her right in the face causing everyone to gasp and her to fall backwards.

“Ooh! You were supposed to dodge!” He exclaims. “Ow…” She stands up, holding her forehead in pain. “Right.” Uncovering the injury to see a large bump.

“You have one minute until game time. Gophers, you’ll have to sit two people out each game time.” Chris turns to us and then we all crowd one another around Heather.

“Okay, we can’t get lazy.” Heather says, hands on her hips. Izzy, Leshawna, and Beth raise a brow as Gwen and I slouch tiredly. “The Killer Bass are gonna be trying extra hard to catch up.” Gwen yawns as the mean girl speaks, a glare hits her way. “Who wants to sit the first one out with the two sleeping beauties here.” Heather buzzes.

“All right, I’ll volunteer.” Noah acts as if it was a tough decision to make for everyone. “Now, let’s see all you keeners get on out there and dodge.” He enthusiastically points to our team, confusing Chef.

The first game I sat beside Gwen and Noah.

Heather, Lindsay, Owen, Leshawna, and Cody are in the game. “Bring it on fishes, otherwise winning three times in a row just won’t be as satisfying.” Heather trash talks and I gotta admit it was kind of attractive to watch, but I have a feeling speaking into the universe with so much confidence we’re going to lose. “Oh, you’re going down!” Tyler yells. “We’re gonna bring dinner to the table and then we’re gonna eat it!” He slyly says and I chuckle at his teammates reactions to the bad comeback.

“Both teams ready? Best of five games wins. Now let’s dodge some ball!” Chris declares, Chef whistling starting the first game. The sound from the whistle makes my ears vibrate then start to ring and I hold my head in pain.

Owen makes the first point, Leshawna making the next one. But Katie hits Lindsay and the blonde gets another bump on her face. Owen catches Courtney’s next throw and Chef has Gwen go on the court. I frown. I don’t understand why they don’t exclude her from today but seeing how Chris is this show is not going to be so nice and caring to us so.

Not even seconds after the girl entered that rectangle she gets hit in the face with a rubber ball. It was meant for Owen but he dodged, DJ winces, apologizes to the girl who tiredly smiles, perfectly okay with being out of the game.

After the first game I end up closing my eyes, resting backwards on the bleachers. I accidentally fall asleep, missing the whole second game.

“Wake up!” Somebody slaps my arm multiple times, I push the person away. “Come on, you can’t not play. Don’t be like Noah.” The voice snaps, I hear Noah say something in defense but it all sounds muffled. I open my eyes, annoyed to see Heather standing above me. “I won the last challenge, can’t I be left alone?” I ask in a raspy tone, rubbing my eyes to see more clearly.

I watch the girl actually pause to think about it and I look around. I guess I can play one game.

“Okay, I’m not a monster, she really does look horrible and I guess I would feel bad seeing someone look like that on a court.” Heather doesn’t look at the camera, embarrassed from what she admitted to.

I sigh, “It’s fine, I’ll play.” I stretch out my body, getting off of the bleachers and I went to walk to the court but Heather grabs the back of my shirt to pull me back. “Not yet, we’re making a game plan.” She tells me then I look at who I’m playing with.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, Heather.” I cross my arms, I then glance over to the opposite team to see Duncan awake and getting ready to play. I take a deep breath in. I’m playing with Beth, Justin, Izzy and Owen. I guess it isn’t horrible but I don’t know now that we’re being lined up in front of the K.B.’s

“Good luck, mouse!” Duncan winks and I roll my eyes.

The first two throws at the other team were dodged by Courtney and Duncan and I watched as they all at once throw four balls at each teammate one by one and once it gets to me I put my finger up. “Don’t even think about it.” I tiredly glare at them.

“Mouse, we gotta get you out somehow.” He slyly tells me and I pick up a dodgeball.

“I’m going out with my dignity, pincushion.” I throw the ball up in my hand then look at Courtney. “Here, catch, pumpkin.” I toss it to her but something catches her off guard and it falls from her hand. She scoffs, leaving the court. My team cheers but I back up. “I didn't mean to do that, I was trying to get her to catch it!” I try to shout, picking up another ball, not wanting to get hit. Especially by Duncan.

“Sure.” He laughs, I look over to Katie with a pleading expression, her eyes widened with an empathetic look. “You believe me, right?” I ask her and she nods. “Of course, [Name]!” She smiles, I go over to the line. “Good, catch this!” I then smirk and throw the ball roughly, hitting her right in the thighs. She gasps and my team cheers once again.

“That was on purpose that time!” Duncan lifts his arm and I laugh. “Of course it was!” I smile, DJ throws the next ball at me and I catch it without a second thought. He puts his head down and walks from the court too. “Sorry, DJ!” I wave at him. “It’s cool, [Name]!” He grins. “No it’s not.” Courtney shames him.

Next was Geoff, when he wasn’t expecting it I threw another ball, hitting him. “Aw, man!”

Now it was me and Duncan. “Mouse, you did good, but you’re not getting me out.” He proudly states and I shrug. “Maybe but we can have a little fun.”

“Sure we can.” He huffs, he throws a ball and I dodge it, throwing one myself and he moves out of the way before it hits him. Our teams cheer for both of us and I go to throw another ball but trip forward and Duncan takes it as an opportunity to throw one at me and it hits me right in the chest. But it wasn’t a hard throw, definitely one of his gentle ones.

The whistle goes off and The Killer Bass gets the win for that round. Duncan comes over to me, “good round, mouse.” He compliments and I purse out my lips. “Could’ve been better.” I mess with him, walking away. My team high fives me even though I lost and Heather speaks up.

“Okay, not that Noah here cares but we are not losing another game to these guys, got it? And where is Lindsay? Ugh!” She angrily storms off the court and I jog after her, opening the door for her. “Where are you going?” I question her.

“To find Lindsay, what does it matter?” She folds her arms. “I’ll join, maybe it will wake me up for the last game if there is one.” She walks through the door and I follow after. “Who said I wanted you to join?” She scoffs, “I don’t really care if you want me to. I’m helping you whether you like it or not.” I say, she doesn’t respond this time so we end up walking together in silence looking for the bleached blonde.

But the quiet starts to bother me so I speak up, “You’re very bossy.” Maybe not the best thing to start off with but hear me out people. She ignores me. “It’s not a bad thing but you should loosen up. Have fun while you’re here.” I nudge her but that irritates her and she comes to a stop. “I’m not here for friends, I’m here to win. Go back to the court already. Can you not tell, I do not like you?” She snaps but I just smile at her, beginning to laugh.

“If that’s what you wish but just know I can always be a friend even if you say you don’t like me and want to put on some mean persona. But when you are looking for that friend, remind yourself, not a minion. A friend. A real one.” I tell her and her arms were crossed and tensed up the entire time, wearing the same scowl on her face until I left.

A camera catches Heather starting to etch a smile upon her face, watching the girl walk away then she shakes her head going back to an angry expression to find Lindsay.

I entered back into the court to see the two teams already playing again. I sit next to Gwen. We sit quietly watching the play.

Heather walks Lindsay into the courthouse and shoves the blonde forward. “You sit down and stay here.” Heather demands. “Okay.” Lindsay sadly listens. “How are we doing?” Heather asks Noah who wasn’t even paying attention. Beth gets knocked out. “Sports are not my forte, remember?” He reminds her. “You know you could actually give it a shot and pretend to care.” She says to him just as Leshawna gets knocked out. The whistle blows and the k.b.’s win another round.

“This is so unacceptable.” Heather shakes with rage, I stand up. “Hey, it's not the end of the world, darling.” Placing a hand on her shoulder but she pulls away. “Don’t touch me, we’re going to lose!” She expresses and I frown, looking at the other team

“Yeah but 1 out of 3, we’ll be okay.” I try to reassure her but it’s no use. “Okay this is it, the final tie breaking game.” Chris announces. “Go team, go!” Noah cheers in a monotone voice.

“Gophers, Bass, let’s send the sample to the lab and see what you're made of.” That was corny but kind of good you have to admit it. Chef whistles.

Cody, Gwen, Heather, Leshawna, and Owen are on the court and we’re actually doing good again. This game is the longest and this time Heather keeps me benched for some reason. I could’ve helped us score a bunch of points but for some reason everytime I went to join my team she’d stop it with some sort of excuse.

Gwen throws a ball and it hits Courtney in the face, “That’s for the oatmeal!” Leshawna bursts into laughter. “You messed with the wrong white girl!”

Owen is the last one in the game, Harold on the opposite side and every ball that Owen throws the auburn hair boy somehow dodges every single one.

Courtney calls for a time out and I cross my legs. Everyone cheers as they go back in. Heather then grips onto my arm and I carefully glance over at her as she is anxiously watching everyone happening before her very eyes. Not paying attention to my stares. I smirk joining her in looking at the court.

Owen winds up his throw, “Cowabunga!” He shouts, throwing the ball, hitting Harold in the stomach and he flies back with the ball into the glass behind him. But Harold caught it meaning we lost. Heather weakly lets me go and I feel a small breeze from the loss of her holding my arm.

The final whistle blows declaring Killer Bass as the winner.

“It’s impossible! Why!?” Owen falls to his knees, Chris walks up to us as the Killer Bass carries their winner in the air, cheering happily for not losing a third time. “Gophers, what happened?” Chris frowns, disappointed.

“What can I say? Weak effort.” Noah says and we all glare at him. “Oh, shut it, Noah.” Gwen walks away. “You know for once I agree with her.” Heather exclaims and we all leave.

“I guess I’m kind of a role model now that I’ve won the dodgeball competition.” Harold throws a chip into his mouth. “People will probably all want my autograph when the show is over and stuff.”

We all sit at the campfire and I sigh. “Campers, you’ve already placed your votes and made your decision. One of you will be going home and you can’t come back… Ever.” Everyone seems nervous except for Noah, who’s definitely going home but has the confidence of the opposite.

“When you hear me call your name, come pick a marshmallow. Owen, Gwen, Cody, Trent, Heather, Beth, Justin, [Name], Leshawna, Izzy.” He pauses at the last two. Lindsay and Noah. I squish my marshmallow between two fingers and boredly watch what happens next, knowing who I voted for.

“The final marshmallow goes to… Lindsay.” The blonde cheers, grabbing her marshmallow as Noah’s in disbelief. “What!? Are you kidding me?”

“All right see if I care. Good luck because you just voted out the only one with any brains on this team.” He rants and we all throw our marshmallows at him. “Ow!”

“You need to learn a little thing called respect, turkey.” Leshawna wipes her hands and we all laugh, cheering.

“Whatever, I’m out of here.” He sasses.

Gwen hugs me and we cheer together, after a few moments I let go and go to walk over to Heather who makes eye contact with me, smiling at first but seeing Gwen next to me she scoffs and walks away.

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just-your-regular-idiot · 4 months

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we had an assignment in school and I made this..

LOL NEKO CHRIS

#Neko Chris McLean #Total drama Chris #Total drama Chris McLean #chris mclean #Noah #Noah tdi #noah mudaliar #total drama #Total drama island #Chris tdi #Art #Furry #furry sfw #Meme

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frecklystars · 1 year

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a little bit of romance is always good for ratings 😘😘

☆ ̗̀ drawn in October 2022 ̖́☆

#listen i had to watch SOMETHING while i was in recovery for all those weeks #just let me kiss him before i break his heart #self insert #self shipping #total drama island #total drama #chris mclean #total drama chris mclean #my art #Chris tag TBA #also i like giving my f/os things so i gave him a ring <3 #its been 4 years since he was added to my romantic list #and i gotta say. he is still insufferable. probably my Worst f/o next to count olaf #but he's got a cute laugh... what can i do...................

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muscular-lettuce · 1 year

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Total drama island except chris has to be a father figure to the contestants instead

#total drama #total drama island #total drama headcanons #total drama chris mclean #td chris mclean #chris mclean

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kika-ila · 8 months

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Gave them a little DnD contest ^^;

#fan art #fan comic #total drama #total drama island #total drama fantasy #courtney #duncan #gwen #trent #geoff #bridgette #dungeons and dragons #dnd #chris mclean #dungeon master #rage

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ver0nica985 · 3 months

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oops! all hosts!!

#“friendly” neighbourhood host gang #tdi #total drama #total drama fanart #chris mclean #tdi art #total drama action #total drama blaineley #total drama josh #total drama chef #total drama don #art #josh is just happy to be included in something for once /j

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mrmillipede · 2 months

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jigsaw couldn’t run total drama for shit but if Chris McLean got a hold of the saw traps I don’t think anyone would be alive in the franchise

#okay campers! today I am going to make you pick pieces of your brain out!#td #tdi #total drama #saw 2004 #sawposting #chris mclean #jigsaw

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dozing-marshmallow · 8 months

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helloo!! i saw that your requests were open and wokred up the coruage to send in a request :] i rarely see chris mclean x readers (despite him being a fan favorite, methinks) and i kinda wanted to see if you could write hcs of him x a young nibling!reader who participates in tdi? (nibling is the gender neutral term for niece/nephew - since i want a nonbinary/gn reader :])

basically having to do with anything; basic interaction between reader and chris, his reaction or what he'd do if reader got hurt, etc. ty!! :]

Hello there!! Thank you so much for the request, it turned out a lot more wholesome than I expected! And yeahh I agree with you there that there isn’t a lot of Chris McLean content despite the large number of people appearing to like him in the fandom which hurtss ;A; but nonetheless! I hope this makes an enjoyable read, and that you feel more welcomed to send in future requests <3

CHRIS MCLEAN X NIBLING! READER HEADCANONS

Ever since you were younger, you always had a strong bond with your uncle, and were always excited whenever he came over.

However, there was never a time where you went over to his place, since he was always busy.

Up until this summer, where Chris got the job hosting a brand new reality show where teenagers would compete in challenges in hopes to win a large amount of money.

After talking with your parents, your uncle was ecstatic to announce that you were going to spend the holidays with him on the show.

It felt like preparing for a sleepover! You had to pack everything you’d need for the two months: your pyjamas, your toothbrush, a variety of clothes, your portable movie player, (naturally) some movies and your mountie stuffed bear.

“Be careful when you get there, (Y/N)! My brother always had a bit of crazy in him.” Your mother advised, kissing you goodbye and watching you get on the boat for Camp Wawanakwa.

“Uncle Chris!” You called out to him, seeing him wave at you from the dock. Frantically, you wave back.

“(Y/N), welcome!” He ebulliently greeted you, helping you out of the boat. Once you got on the same ground as him, you share a hug before he walks you down the island, rolling your suitcase for you.

“Are they recording yet?” You asked, looking around. It’s so big!

“Not yet, we will be in fifteen minutes!”

“Is this...where we’re staying?” You didn’t want to be rude, but the island wasn’t as tropical or as vibrant as Chris made out to be.

“Nope! It’s where they’re staying.” He laughed, referring to the teenagers,“We’ll be staying at my crib that’s just around the corner.”

Upon learning that Chris McLean was an uncle, the campers were keen on leaving a good impression on you, especially since what you thought of them actually did play a role on their chances in the competition.

It goes without saying, there were some foul people that painfully obviously wanted to use this kin as a tool for themselves. Exhibit A:

“Hey kiiiid.” Heather came over to you during her free period. The smile she had on her face was too kind to be true. You’re also sure she forgot your name,“Really cute pair of overalls you’ve-“

You pause your movie,“What do you need?”

Ah, cut to the chase,“Listen. You know all the challenges that Chris has in store for us, right?”

“Mhmm! Gross stuff.”

She leans on your chair, intrigued,“What do you want in exchange of helping me win immunity?”

This was precious. She’s asking you for help. You place a finger to your chin, thinking carefully,“Hmm... A pony!”

Her nose wrinkles,“Ah...not that.”

“But that’s the only thing I don’t have yet...” you whine. So much for negotiation!

“Why not something more realistic? Like...” she struggled to think of something appealing to give you from her conditions,“Ugh you know what, forget it. Just forget it.”

Good riddance! Let’s look at an example where a camper was in your favour.

It was dinner time and the contestants were stuck eating their questionable sloop.

Using Chris’ pointed attention on Chef, you snuck out into the mess hall and crawled under the table of the Screaming Gophers.

“Psst. Leshawna.” You tugged at her shirt from underneath.

“(Y/N)?” She keeps her voice low, peering down at you,“What are you doing there, baby?” Leshawna was always so nice to you- and not because she wanted an advantage, but because that’s who she is.

That’s why you decided to do this for her,“I wanted to give you some of what we’re having.” You place a wrapped up burger and an ice cream tub on her lap, resulting her to internally squeal and cover her face’s lower half in joy.

“For me?! Oh, you’re an angel... Thank you, sweetie!” She gushes, squeezing your cheeks, amazingly attaining a low voice.

Also there was no reason for you to be sneaky: Chris would’ve allowed you to treat your favourites overtly if it meant hostility could grow among them. You knew that- you just enjoyed feeling like a spy.

Which would have consequences for getting your forehead grazed and knee scraped later: like any kid, you wanted to explore around your new environment; not during the day when everyone would be awake, that’s no fun, but when the sky was mixed with tangerines and blueberries.

You made sure Chris was still sleeping, for no adventure could be fun if someone knew exactly where you were going.

Putting on your wellington boots, you left through the back door of his mansion and embarked into the woods, humming, singing, throwing your stuffed bear in the air and catching it as it came back down.

All was going well, until a sudden blast of an air horn terrified you out of your skin. With the ground shaking, you lose balance and fall into a pile of leaves. To your horror, you discover your stuffed bear not landing with you, but rolling off the hill.

Urgently, you leap to your feet and was smart enough to know you were approaching the edge- a wrongly timed tree root thought differently, leading you to roll too. Bluntly.

“Ow...ow...ow!”

For what felt like ages, you finally came to be stationary and in dizzy vision, you saw your intact teddy bear in front of you.

You would’ve cheered, but your suspiciously wet forehead contracted your arm, seeing the freshly imprinted red on your palm reminding your consciousness of a similar sensation on your knee,“Ohhh that’s not good...”

“Hey Chef... Do you know where (Y/N) is?”

“(Y/N)? I thought you had ‘em.”

Chris’ instinctive worry quickly morphed into nonchalance once he heard your tale, but was still willing to bandage you,“You had me all worried just for that to be the case?”

“Are you mad at me?”

“Did you have fun?” He asked, cleaning your knee.

“I did.”

“Then you’re spared. You gotta be more careful though. If it was anything more serious, your parents will never let you into my hands again.”

Really? Over this?,“Ohhh, but I’m fine! I’m still alive, aren’t I?”

“Haha, you’re lucky you’re not my child.” He joked in response,“Alsoooo, while we’re on the topic of home, they called.” He walks over to his drawer and extracts a dreadfully familiar booklet, smirking at you,“Looks like someone forgot to pack their summer homework.”

You groaned,“Nooo... Why did you show me that? I thought I was on holiday, aren’t I meant to relax?”

Chris chuckled, shrugging,“Education is the scam of the century, (Y/N)! You’ll get used to it.”

“No faiiiir. I’m a kid! I should get to be on holiday forever!” You protested.

“Shouldn’t we all? Sadly, it’s one of those yucky things of life.” He wears a mocking melancholic look.

You blow a raspberry,“More like the yuckiest! Why does school have to exist in the first place? It’s sooo boring!”

“We can all agree with you there, my dear child,” He rubs your head in pity.

You tittered,“You’re the coolest, uncle Chris! If I said that back home, mom wouldn’t let me watch tv for the rest of the day.”

He laughs with you,“She was never the fun one in the family.” He goes serious,“Don’t tell her I said that, or else you won’t be the only one with an injury.”

“Got it!”

After Chris was done patching you up, you take the booklet outside, sulkily murmuring,“Nghh... I don’t wanna do this...”

Courtney happened to be nearby when she heard your dilemma,“Hey (Y- What happened to you? Are you alright?” Her concern real.

“I’m fine...”

“Aw! Poor thing. You can’t do homework when you’re unwell! Want me to help you?” She offered...to do algebra?

“Sure! It’s one of my best suits, especially as a CIT!” She enthusiastically seizes your booklet from your hand and immediately starts answering the first page. You watch in bewilderment.

She’s so smart...! Like a robot!

“(Y/N)? Any camper you want to give invincibility to tonight?” Your uncle asked with a smile.

“Uh... I really like Gwen, but I also like Leshawna...” you sheepishly selected.

Keeping his smile, he turned to said campers and threw both of them a marshmallow.

“That’s my buddy!” Leshawna cheered.

“Thanks (Y/N)!” Gwen’s sweet smile tainted ruthlessly to Heather.

“Brat.”

It was funny seeing Heather get annoyed.

After the week’s elimination ceremony, you gave Chris a toothy grin,“Unnnncle, wanna play uno with me?”

“You bet I do! Wanna invite Chef?” He asked, taking your hand.

“Yeah!”

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