Hello guys! I am back with a new story! This one is a Total Drama x Loud House story! I have struggled to figure out a good story for Lincoln and a Total Drama girl. Like I said in my other story (Danny Phantom x Dragon Ball), it was supposed to be Lincoln and Lindsay, but I lost motivation after a few pages, so I decided to choose another girl. I hope you like it.
Q-Tip and his Bootylicious Gal
The moonlight shines brightly above the dark Hawaiian skies at midnight. The sun had gone down about six hours ago. Stars are dancing around endlessly. There has never been a quiet night at a five-star hotel resort where a group of certain teenagers is rested after another brutal season, only this time it was around the world. Thanks to the network (followed by threatening lawsuits over the endangerment of the cast), Chris McLean was forced to pay for everyone's hotel room at the resort out of his pocket. This pleased his victims as they stayed at the resort for a few weeks.
16 contestants of Total Drama have been involved in season three, followed by an additional two new members. Eight weeks of tough challenges while singing nearly drove them insane; some cracked under the pressure. In the end, only one contestant was the winner and he is resting, or at least trying to.
The young man stood about the same age as the rest of them. 18 years old; full of white hair; blue eyes; handsome face; freckles on each cheek. This man was Lincoln Loud, the first American contestant from Royal Woods.
Lincoln started competing in the show when he was 16 years old. He demonstrated excellent leadership skills and charisma in each challenge. However, despite making it through, he didn't win the first season. He placed fourth.
Lincoln came back to Total Drama Action, and he was placed in third.
On Total Drama World Tour, Lincoln won the season and earned the case of one million dollars.
Lincoln lays in his king-size bed in his orange pajamas. He looked at the ceiling like he was counting the tiny million rocks to pass the time. The silver case was hidden inside the cabinet. He had moved the furniture and placed it there to avoid anyone finding it. Lincoln knew neither of his friends wouldn't dare break into his hotel room to steal the case. They know he earned it, unlike certain people who felt he didn't deserve it.
He had made great friends during his time on the show but also made enemies. In the first season, there was Heather, the Queen Bee who used people for her benefit to get ahead in the game. Lincoln had caught on to her tricks, which put him on her list. The next was Justin, the shallow egotistical model. He wasn't that good during his debut in season one. But during season two, Justin proves himself a 'villain' to the white-haired American contestant. Lincoln wouldn't consider him a 'villain'; he was just a shallow jerk intimated by the man's great reputation on the show. Then came Alejandro, the handsome Latin man with an evil heart, in season three. Lincoln witnesses Alejandro charming all the girls to get ahead in the game and manipulate his friends. The white-haired man wasn't fooled by his trickery. Lincoln saw through his lies, and so did Heather. But the Asian woman was willing to get her enemy voted off before she could have her fight with Alejandro. But those enemies weren't the worst in his opinion.
Ronnie Anne Santiago, his ex-girlfriend, came on the show at the beginning of season two.
Lincoln thought he would have a hard time dealing with his toxic ex-girlfriend; he wasn't about to be put down just like that. He stands up to her thanks to the support of his new friends. Thank goodness she didn't win season two. However, in season three, she was increasingly ruthless. Ronnie Anne was determined to do whatever it took to bring him down. What's worse, she teamed up with Alejandro, who, in her opinion, was a better man than Lincoln. The young man remembered her taunts and flirted with the Latin to make him inferior; she even laughed at him when Alejandro got the upper hand in some of the challenges. Despite his broken relationship with her, Lincoln felt he had to tell her ex that Alejandro was evil. Ronnie Anne refused to listen; she accused him of being jealous of Alejandro and publicly stated how he was better than him and he'd never be like him.
That's why Lincoln felt no sympathy for her once she was voted off by her 'charming' lover. The last time Lincoln saw her was during the final episode between him and Alejandro; she and Heather attempted to help their boyfriend win and humiliate their hated enemy. After winning the case, Ronnie Anne glared at her ex and left for her hotel room without saying a word. Nobody would want to go near her.
"I can't imagine what her folks have to say about her," Lincoln briefly whispered to himself.
His family and Ronnie Anne's extended family understood why Lincoln broke up with her. At first, some of Lincoln's sisters (i.e Lori) objected that it was his fault for not supporting Ronnie Anne. But after witnessing her awful behavior in seasons two and three, they accepted Lincoln's decision. Lori blamed herself for supporting the idea of Lincoln and Ronnie Anne being a couple and not seeing the signs of abuse in their relationship. She threatened to file a restraining order on her if she dared to lift a finger at her little brother.
"As soon as I get home, I'll ask Lori to file a cease and desist order on Ronnie Anne if she decides to sue me for half my money," Lincoln remarked bemusedly. He hadn't heard word of her ex-girlfriend from his friends if she was planning to steal the case. They'll keep their eyes on her, Heather, Justin, and Alejandro. The white-haired man would try to forget about his enemies breaking into his hotel room to steal the case to fall asleep if not for the few knocks on the door.
The lamplight from his side was turned on. Lincoln rose from the bed, a low growl escaping his closed mouth. He checks his phone to see it is about 20 minutes after midnight.
"That better not be Cody. If Sierra is bothering him again, I will have a serious talk to her."
He walked to the door to lean his head on the peephole; instead of the scrawny geek, it was a familiar full-figure African Canadian with a sassy attitude. Opening the door, he uttered the name.
"Leshawna?"
"Hey, Lincoln. Sorry for waking you up," The big sista with a 'tude said apologetically. She is wearing a pink bathrobe and purple slippers and has her two leopard-style luggage sitting.
"I wasn't asleep. What are you doing outside my room? Forgive me for being a little rude."
"Couldn't sleep with Heather and your ex screaming in their rooms. They had to put me in a room where I could hear them yelling from right and left!" Leshawna revealed, rubbing the sides of her forehead from their constant shouts.
Lincoln sighs, shaking his head at his ex-girlfriend's horrible behavior. "I hope she doesn't destroy the room."
"By my guess, she probably did. Ah, well. At least Chris is paying for it; there's an upside to it. Can I stay in your room? I would have asked the others, but I didn't want to wake up and your room was the closest."
Lincoln had no problems with Leshawna. She was one of the toughest contestants during each season. She's a great friend to Lincoln, and a protector from jerks such as Heather, Justin, Alejandro, and Ronnie Anne. During Total Drama Action and Total Drama World Tour, Leshawna protected Lincoln from Ronnie Anne's abuse, as well as his friends who became her new victims. It made Ronnie Anne bear a grudge against the sista with a 'tude and often fights with her.
"Sure. You could come in.
"Thanks, hon," Leshawna said, grateful. She got her luggage to step inside the hotel room. Lincoln went over to the large blue couch to remove the pillows. Leshawna saw him pulling the mattress out from it. "What are you doing?"
"I am going to sleep here. You can take my mattress," Lincoln explained, gesturing to the king-sized bed for her friend to take.
"Oh, you don't need to do that, hon. There's plenty of space for you," Leshawna said, smiling at his offer to sleep on the couch while having the bed all to herself.
Lincoln is taken aback. You…sure you want me to sleep…with you?"
"Why? You think it would be someone else in bed?" Leshawna teased after seeing how hesitant he sounded.
"No. I am always happy to share with a friend," Lincoln chuckles, fighting the urge to blush.
Leshawna thanked her friend before untying the sash from her robe. The robe hit the ground revealing her sleeveless translucent purple nightgown, it showed her purple bra and black lacy thong. She failed to see Lincoln's face turning red as she removed her slippers and slipped into bed.
Noticing the white-haired American standing there, she asked "Coming to bed, sug?" It didn't help the poor man as Leshawna had her left palm cupping her chin and her full-figure body lay on the side to give off an alluring pose that made his mouth dry.
Lincoln shook his head to clear away the blush and lewd imagination he was thinking. "Right away."
The man entered the bed with her; the lamplight switched off, returning the room to darkness.
"Goodnight, Lincoln," Leshawna said, closing her eyes.
"Goodnight, Leshawna," Lincoln's eyes started to close at last.
The morning light shining through the window with the sound of his alarm clock from his phone made Lincoln wake up. His eyes lazily open to feel the sun's rays. As much as he wants to spend the day at the resort with his friends before returning to Royal Woods, the white-haired man would rather stay in bed. The mattress felt all the cracks he had from his bones going away, and it felt right against his body. His head resting on the softest pillows; his left hand feeling the delicate touch; his ears hearing the soft moans-
Hang on. When do pillows make a sound?
Lincoln's eyes opened more, and his hand touched it. It was round, squishy, and soft. His body felt the vibration of a beating heart. The man actually likes the softness in his hand. He continued testing it, and his ear picked up the same soft sound, now which is strained.
"M-More~!"
The man paused when he heard a familiar voice- the same voice from last night- the same voice that Lincoln accepted her offer to let her sleep in his room to avoid the argument going on between rooms.
Lincoln's face turned volcanic red. His hand touching the very same soft globe and his body resting on top of a warm and voluptuous figure. His own body betrayed him after staying on top of her for who knows how long and his hand gripped her huge chest.
"Lincoln~!"
He got out from on top of her as Leshawna rose from the bed with a heavy blush. He couldn't believe he had just groped one of his friends, and this particular friend could beat the snot out of anyone who messed with her. And Lincoln just made the biggest mistake of touching a girl without her consent. Lincoln held his hands to avoid being beat up with his face turning whiter, "I AM SO SORRY, LESHAWNA! I DIDN'T MEAN TO TOUCH YOUR BOOBS! OR MY BODY LAYING ON TOP OF YOU!"
Leshawna stared at her friend who was shielding his face and closing his eyes to await the horrible beating he was about to have. She was upset with him for touching her like that during their sleep, but somehow, his hand felt right on her chest. It's been so long since she had a man touching her like that. The only person that came close to touching her body was Harold. The ginger-haired geek has a huge crush on her during the first season. He left her poems before he was kicked off the island. Leshawna loved his words; they started dating after season one, but things didn't work out. They felt it was too rushed to be in a relationship and Leshawna and Harold think they're better off as friends. The ginger-haired geek accepted it. Harold ended up in a relationship with Beth during their interaction together in season two. Leshawna wished them well, but a tiny part wanted to be in a relationship.
She never expected Lincoln to end up groping her chest and laying on top of her in bed together. Leshawna knows Lincoln wasn't a pervert; he was a nice man to his friends. She knows he means it. And, she liked the way his hand was touching her chest. The way he touched it firmly sent shivers down her body; his body on top of her added the pleasure she was feeling.
Chuckling, Leshawna said "It's alright, Q-Tip. I know you didn't mean it."
"Really?" Lincoln pauses his final prayers to stare at the curvy dark-skinned woman. She was letting him go without a beating. "You're…not going to beat me up for being a pervert?"
Leshawna laughed more and said "Boy, you ain't a pervert. You're a gentleman, and a gentleman always apologizes, unlike a certain Latin sleazeball."
"Got that right," Lincoln sighs in relief. He couldn't believe he lucked out from a beating from her.
Leshawna kept laughing at her friend who was taking a breather and his eyes looking down to not look at her body. He looks adorable by the way he is.
A naughty idea came to her and said, "So how did it feel touching them?"
"Amazing," Lincoln grins, before slapping his mouth and forming a glare. "Leshawna!"
"Boy, you're too much!" Leshawna laughs, holding her sides.
Lincoln's glare went away to join in on the laugh. It was great that she was letting him off the hook to joke about it. Leshawna let out a few laughs before asking.
"What time is it?"
Lincoln checked his phone to see the time. "Seven o'clock. Breakfast is served right now. If we hurry, we could make it before Owen and Izzy eat everything."
"Those two might have. They're the combined straight line of 1000 men."
"With my sisters who like to be there first to eat, they're an army of 10,000 men."
"You mind if I use the bathroom to freshen up?" Leshawna asked.
"I can wait," Lincoln answered.
"Thanks, sweetie," Leshawna rose from the bed. Lincoln's face switched back to red as his eyes locked on her delicious large red with the back of her thong being between her asscrack. Leshawna bent down to take out some of her clothes from her luggage, which pressed her luscious rear. Lincoln drooled at the corner of his lips. Her hips and rear wiggled when she walked to the restroom.
"So thicc," Lincoln uttered softly.
"You say something?" Leshawna pops her head from the bathroom door.
"No," Lincoln said, his voice kept to a normal level to not accidentally utter another phrase. The sista with a 'tude shrugged her shoulders before stepping back inside the bathroom. Lincoln slapped himself in the face. "That was way too close! What the hell is the matter with you?! She's your friend! You almost got your face mashed for doing that!" The white-haired man rested on his pillow to ease his scolding. He then added with a small blush "It was nice though."
What he didn't know was that Leshawna was hearing his scolding from the locked bathroom door. A saucy grin appeared on her face.
"So Q-Tip likes the feel of my babies, huh?" She faced her reflection in the mirror. Leshawna holds her chest up to make them bigger before letting them drop while doing amazing poses. "I think I can make these few weeks here worthwhile."
She may have lost her chances with Harold, but she is not going to let this one pass up.
Oh, she was going to have so much fun with her Q-Tip!
Sorry, it was short. Good news, I might post another or two more chapters, if I know where the story is heading. I don't know if it was going to have a lemon chapter between Lincoln and Leshawna. This is the closest thing I can do to a Lincoln x Leshawna shipping story; I hope you guys like it. I have been doing some reading, right here in Fanfiction and real life. I had just finished reading a Star Wars novel and started reading another one. I have to use elements from Total Loud Island and Total Loud Action but a few things have changed. What do you guys think of this short story? Does it have potential? What are your thoughts?
Here's another news; since I started writing in October 2024, I have been getting reviews and messages from people claiming they like my work and want to turn it into an art form. Obviously, it's a scam. Thank goodness someone posted a list of scammers. Last night I had to block them all. I better not see any reviews and messages of the same thing. You will be blocked! I never thought it would happen here. It was bad enough I have to deal with this kind of crap in Deviantart!
If you come across some scammers that said they like your writing and want to turn it into an art form, block them!
That's all I have to say. Sorry this story was short. I have a feeling I am starting to lose the will to write without good ideas and the motivation to move forward.