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krenenbaker · 6 months

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Trick or Treat~!

Pairing: Che'nya x Floyd (could be read platonically or romantically)

Summary: It's finally Halloween night, but Floyd is in a bit of a slump. However, the arrival of a curious companion may just make the Halloween party a bit more interesting for him.

Notes: This is my first attempt at something following a prompt - specifically, "Trick or Treat" for the 2023 TWST Rarepair Halloween event. I'm trying to get more comfortable/practiced with writing prose (which is why this wasn't posted on the 30th... oops), and only vaguely ended up following the prompt. I'm fairly happy with how this little piece turned out, though!

Tags: @dove-da-birb, @azulashengrottospiano, @inkybloom-luv, @eynnwwyjth, @officialdaydreamer00 (please let me know if you'd like to be included or excluded from future writing of mine, or only want to be included in specific types of creations)

Floyd wanted to take a break.

It was Halloween, and all he had done the entire week was work, work, work. Getting costumes ready, decorating, helping with their dorm's presentation, plus cooking and serving at the Lounge, all on top of normal classes?

Sure, it was fun, especially getting to show off Octavinelle's cool setup, and 'taking care of' those misbehaving visitors. But now? Everything felt draining and boring, and Floyd simply wanted to leave, which sucked because the actual Halloween party had just started!

Maybe he should just ditch and go back to his dorm; being in a funk when everyone else is having fun around you is not enjoyable. He slumped down on a bench and unwrapped a sweet he had picked up earlier, before wrapping it up again. Ugh, not even in the mood for that candy he wanted only a few minutes ago.

As he shoved the sweet back into his pocket and was about to get up from the bench to leave, Floyd heard a rustle behind him. Someone was quietly humming, and… laughing? The sound gradually moved to his side, towards the empty side of the bench.

“Trick or treat~”

Floyd turned to face the voice. "Listen, man, I'm not in the mood to—” he froze, staring at the figure beside him. “Hang on a second, where's your body!?"

A toothy smile came to the face of the head that currently floated beside Floyd. "Oh, it's here.... or maybe it's there." A pair of hands materialized on either side of this boy's head, followed by the rest of his body.

“I'm just kidding. Mind if I take a seat? I’d like to rest up before I keep purrowling around and startling people.”

Floyd blinked, then raised an eyebrow. “Uh, go for it.”

This guy was... weird, and it was hard to tell if he'd be annoying, or interesting. "You don't go here, do ya? At least, I’ve never seen you before. And you’re no ghost, either.”

The cat-like boy shook his head, his jewellery jingling softly. "I'm just passing through for the festivities and collecting treats. Scaring some people, too. That’s loads of fun. And it's always nice to see my friends let loose."

Floyd had a vague memory surface. "Ohh... you must be that RSA boy who's friends with Sea Turtle and Goldfishie."

"'Sea Turtle' and 'Goldfishie', hey? Those are good names for my green and red friends. Cats are known for liking fish." He leaned forward, his grin growing. “Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Floyd nodded, “Floyd Leech. It's nice to meet you, too.” He looked curiously at the boy beside him, taking in his shaggy hair, piercings, and impish smile.

"You're not what I expected.” Floyd smiled, "But you seem fun, Catfish. I didn't think Goldfishie would get along with someone so... interesting."

Che'nya's eyes lit up slightly. "Catfish? Heh heh heh, most people call me Che'nya, but I guess that works. And I’ve heard some… interesting stories about you, too."

He stretched his legs out in front of him, leaning back with his arms behind his head as he sighed. "But yeah, I don't think Riddle could shake me if he tried."

"I'm almost jealous." Floyd tipped his head slightly. "Most of the time, Goldfishie likes to swim away before I can play with him."

Che'nya laughed, "Well, if you're wondering, he 'swam off' that way." He pointed off to the side. “Just don’t be rough with him. I don’t like people mistreating my friends.”

Floyd looked off into the crowd where he had pointed, and let out a small laugh. “Alright, good to know. Maybe I’ll find him later, if I feel like it”, he smiled and sat back. “And Goldfishie’s stronger than he looks, but I guess you’d know that.”

Che’nya nodded, then leaned closer with a mischievous glint in his eye. "You know, I bet we could do something that would really surprise him.”

Floyd turned slightly towards Che’nya, and flashed a smile. “Yeah, we probably could. I think we should talk more in the future, Catfish. You seem pretty fun.”

Che’nya grinned, “You seem pretty fun, too.”

"Well,” he stretched his arms above his head. “I think I’m going to go and find some more treats… and play some more tricks tonight. I'll catch you around, Floyd."

With a haunting giggle echoing in his ears, Floyd watched as the boy beside him faded into nothingness, just the same way he had arrived.

What a weird guy.

Floyd unwrapped the candy he had pocketed earlier, then popped it into his mouth. Maybe this party was worth staying at after all.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst rarepair halloween #rarepair halloween #floyd leech #che'nya #artemiy artemiyevich pinker #che'nya x floyd #krenenbaker's :)#krenenbaker's creations #and now... for the ramble-y tags #first: I desperately need more people to write Che'nya and Floyd interacting. their dynamic would be so damn silly!!#second: I had SUCH a hard time figuring out Che'nya's speech patterns - he really doesn't have many lines in canon!#I based some of his lines on the Cheshire Cat's lines in the 1951 film. I think they fit?#and I have no idea is this feels at all natural or in character for either Che'nya or Floyd... but there was an attempt :)#I need to practice writing more stuff like this #I also went through about 4 different possible ways their conversation could have gone before getting this down #here... it's almost like Che'nya's taking a break from tricking AND treating at the NRC Halloween party #that's how I'm saying the prompt applies at least #anywho... I GOT IT FINISHED! I WROTE A THING!!#and I'm going to write more. that IS a threat ^v^

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whosectype · 4 months

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Only way to cope with MAG 200 was to draw a portrait of my favorite character, obviously

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faithintheunknownsblog · 1 year

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Mr. Bernadotte~

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momentomori24 · 2 months

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I may just be going bonkers, but I absolutely mistook her for a desertizised Sara doll because of the hair style at first glance. Am I crazy or does someone else also see it? The bangs just scream Sara to me. I don't know whether or not she's supposed to be a strawberry shortcake or a strawberry sunday or whatever other strawberry-centred deserts exist on God's green earth that I'm unaware of, but the fact that it's strawberry is worth pointing out, I think. Because-- correct me if I'm wrong-- Kai's laptop mentioned Sara really, really liking strawberry things, specifically jam. It could just be coincidence, but I wouldn't be surprised if that's supposed to be a hint of sorts or something significant.

#your turn to die #yttd #sara chidouin #i've said this in the tags of someone else's post but i'm putting this here just to be sure (shoutout to room-of-lies btw)#i could just be digging a hole that leads to nothingness with this but that's just what my blog is for anywho so who cares #anyway *cracks knuckles* time to brush up on my yttd lore #we're finally back baby #also i think she's very cute. those eyes... make me think i'll like her a lot. just putting it out here

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the-holy-ghosted · 5 months

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itching here because its entirely irrelevant to the overall theme of my blog but if i dont talk about [THAT OLD MAN] in [MOVIE] where he [PERVERTED DESCRIPTION OF SCENE] im going to fucking explode

#the heron speaketh #NO im not putting these in the tags they should be in im trying to STEALTH HERE. UNTIL I GET SCREENSHOTS #i cant make gifs it would so look good as a gif. idk how but i can get images for sure #the best part about this is i could be talking about at least like two. three movies #in the one thats bugging me though hes really not old hes only like 30. but still. could always get more !#i worry that im being weird or annoying but this is the 'be weird and annoying' website so i dont think it matters anyuways.#anywho...ahem

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shahs1221 · 4 months

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thanks for not putting any sort of nsfw label on that art like I totally wanted to see that shit it's sooooo cool that you didn't give enough of a shit to even tag it as nsfw or nsft so my filter would catch it

Hey anon, I would've definitely tagged it as such if you were just you know, nice about it. It would've been SOOOO easy for me. But I suppose that was super difficult for you, so guess what?

I'm not gonna tag it.

Fuck off.

#Asshole probably unfollowed anyhow #Srsly how hard is it just to be polite #Stop with this fake ass sarcastic spilled internet nonsense #You did it as anonymous too... Must feel so tough ey?#Anywho #Of anyone else wants me to tag my nsft stuff pls just ask nicely #Don't be like this dick bag of a joke here

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scribblekatz · 26 days

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If you're still up for requests how about Shadow or Rouge? :]

ask and you shall receive

#my art #kat’s art tag #sth #sonic the hedgehog #art #fan art #fanart #rouge the bat #sonic redesign #shes my fav #anywho i needa ramble about the redesign so im gonna do that in here #first off bat nose rouge was SUCH a missed opportunity for sega #like hello why not give the bat character a HEART BAT NOSE since her motif is HEARTS #also the tank top and pants were inspired slightly by lara croft #rouge would like those games #sonic scribble #<— the tag im gonna use for my sonic redesigns since they also exist in like. my take on the world of sonic

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beesgav · 6 months

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scribbling down some stuff for an idea that's been poking at me for the past few days

#captain harlock #space pirate captain harlock #spch #tochiro oyama #digital #art #sketchbook #i feel better putting big blocks of text in the tags rather than the body so #the basic idea is that harlock is the one to die #rather than tochiro #and that in order to fulfill their dream tochiro takes up the role of captaining the arcadia and even uses the 'captain harlock' moniker #both to honor his friend and because the name has become more of a symbol #and harlock himself is the one to become the 42nd crewmate/inhabit the arcadia computer #i do not have a good idea of what becomes of mayu and emereldas in this au admittedly #since im kinda going for a mix of 78 and 84 here :P #anywho :P

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aheathen-conceivably · 6 days

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Ok so I read the post on your thoughts on Gio and the American Dream and I hate to say it … as an immigrant, I understand him.

I also come from a culture where women tend to their male partner's needs and I don't believe he wants to turn Jo into a subservient wife. He fell in love with a lively, free, and wild Jo and loves that aspect of her.

At the end of the day she loves him too so why would she leave? I understand she doesn't like to be dependent of him but where else would she go? There are no parties or glamour, which was her whole thing, anymore. At least the farm offers stability in the economic crisis.

Point is, I understand Gio as an immigrant, but don't understand Jo as a woman.

BABES! We’ve got another one…

(As in me being touched and having no other means to say how much I love y’all takes other than to give them a standing ovation in GIF form).

But you know…there’s a whole lot to break down here, friend, especially about Jo. I think you know what that means! Under the cut we go….

First and foremost, I very much appreciate you saying you understand that aspect of Gio. I did in part write him as a commentary on the immigrant experience in America (filtered through his own personality/character of course), and so to know that is relatable means a lot to me. I don’t think it’s a spoiler to tell y’all his journey is far from over, and you can already see the cracks in his outlook beginning to form. Whenever Jo is depressed he says this quite vividly:

Because you are very, very correct. This isn’t about molding Jo into some subservient housewife, or even eroding those exact qualities that he loves in her. This is about Gio attempting to square what he’s been taught/believes will bring his life happiness and meaning with his own experience and emotions. It’s about the myth of the American dream and the perfect housewife and the very real struggle of those things existing as actual, lived realities.

Because at the root of it, Gio is amalgamating an understanding of his own family unit and what he knows he doesn’t want in this country. He has seen another methods of “making it” in America, and so he thinks if only he can make the “right” choices, he can avoid that, and become the respected and happy man that he wants to be.

Now onto Jo, boy oh boy, Jo….

I think one of the core misunderstandings here is that Jo wants stability. This is kind of the crux built into her desire for control and her never-ending failure to achieve it. She wants to control her surroundings, to make sure nothing and no one can hurt her, but she also wants to feel in a way that is hard to find in a stable, heavily domesticated life. On the flip side, despite whatever imaginary dream Gio has, he’s the same way. They both want a life filled with excitement and new experiences, new people and rushes of emotions. This is one of the ways they differ heavily from Antoine and Zelda.

Now on one level, this is simply the way Josephine is. She’s high energy, fun loving, and insatiable. But on a deeper level, this is tied into her experiences not only as a woman, but as a daughter. She has a brief moment of clarity in that last post where she realizes:

Now I have chosen not to go too in-depth on Josephine’s trauma, but you can see her lay out the course of events here and also her deep hesitation to any of it here. Josephine is still only a teenager in that second post. Her mother not only told her things like that (“this is the weight that prejudice and expectation have placed upon us”) but also “what do you want to be then? Some glorified maid to a man?” (Which, frankly, I can write another Ted Talk about the juxtaposition here, but I think ya'll can pull some threads).

So when you see Josephine’s struggle with control, this is heavily rooted in bodily autonomy. Now all things considered, Josephine has managed to make great strides toward reclaiming this and reasserting not only her sexuality, but also her sense of self in her body. Gio knows this. We see him recognize and respect it quite clearly in that last post. He’s been part of that process for her, and that only adds another element of love, trust, and safety between them.

But on a fundamental level, neither Gio nor Josephine has made the connection between that trauma, her own personality, and why she hates her life now so much:

Here’s the issue right now: Josephine doesn’t feel like she’s living her own life. We have seen how she would like to live in the 20s not just in the parties and glamour, but when she was managing bands. She wants to be fulfilled professionally, through helping people/places she believes in and bettering her own life by bettering theirs. That’s how she gets her joy, and that’s what she would chose to do if given the chance.

And right now, she does not feel like she gets to chose. You’re correct in that part of that is coming from the current economic situation. Again, she sees that herself here. She knows what demons are waiting outside her window, and how easily poverty can make them rearise. That only makes it worse. It doesn’t make the smell of bread (domestic security) any better or more comforting. It makes it bitter, because she didn’t chose it. She was backed into a corner by circumstance (and, as she can sense, by the choices men made for her without telling her), and now she feels like she can’t say no. That’s her ultimate trigger.

Now whether or not that loss of control is simply perceived, or should be offset by how “lucky” she is to be in a stable position in such precarious economic times, we might all have different options on. Even more, I’m sure each of us would answer differently for ourselves in that situation. I know I would. But for Josephine? Not only is this a life she will never find joy in, because even without her trauma, she is an ambitious, restless, and outgoing person with different goals for herself; but that added memory and pain makes her reaction to it all the more volatile.

Perhaps most importantly, Jo feels as though her life is being controlled again, whether by Gio, the reality of the world outside her window, or by her own guilt/love that makes her feel beholden to the people around her (just like it did to her mother). Because you’re right, she does love him. She wouldn’t leave because she doesn’t. If she leaves now, it would leave because she panicked, because she feels like she’s lost all the autonomy she worked so hard to regain and she’ll never feel the fulfillment she felt when she was successfully independent ever again. That’s the element I hope we can understand, even if it’s not what we would do.

#okay THAT might be my longest Ted Talk yet 🤣#which if you’re actually reading you really deserve a tshirt let’s be real #and I’m so very sorry they’re so long #I try and infuse them into all the posts but like to condense it and write it all out clearly can be so helpful sometimes #for me too let’s be real #and like I want them to have a real solid base before we move into ~the great unknown~#anywho there’s a number of threads I could have touched on here that I didn’t for ~time~#but if you’d like to go through the #Josephine Duplanchier extra #tag there’s some good stuff there too 😉#Giorgio Mistretta extra #also #*ahem*#does it REALLY offer stability in the economic crisis?#y’all remembering what I’m remembering? 😬#ain’t a true American dream without a healthy serving of debt aint it

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wanderingcoyotes · 6 months

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looks left and right . ok ill post some art i shared on other platforms (AND non-rw art!)

cricket :3 (+ bumblebee)

HOPEFULLY the quality isnt mauled

#if u saw this on the wof wiki yes hi its me fandom user atlvss (im just proud of this and i like ti SOO on2 tumblr it goes)#i go by atlvss USUALLY i jsut ahven't Ermm... changed my user #ANYWHO #i lvoe cricket SOO much. bumblebee is here 2 ig #wof #wings of fire fanart #uuh.#cricket wof #wof hivewing #bumblebee wof #wof fanart #how do u tag wof . Uhhh./#pixie arts

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esha-isboogara · 1 year

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the taste of ink

oh how i love my ken<3 ,,, happy valentine’s day y’all

♡extra rough ! degrading with a hint of praise bc i’m a sucker, way too much dialogue, he’s a dickhead

nanami was a lot of things but when it came to being in bed with him he was absolutely relentless, pushing you beyond every breaking point in your body. he was a selfish lover - too focused on chasing his own high to think about yours.

but god was he good at fucking. despite his lack of regard for your orgasm he gets you there multiple times a night. without even trying.

recently though you’ve come to realize something about him. he’s not just a handsome face but his voice is something to behold as well.

you never really realized how tantalizing he sounded when he hurled insults at you. one after the other drawing you in further than you already were.

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"look me in the eyes, tell me how badly you fucking want it". he groaned, bottoming out inside your gummy walls.

you open your mouth to respond but a high pitched whine left your lips instead of a coherent answer.

nanami couldn't help but grin. normally he disregarded your needy moans and groanes for more or for him to stop. it annoyed him to no end. but today you turned into a babbling mess in just a few minutes and he fucking loved it.

he couldn't help but to appreciate how your body reacted to him.

he would never not in a million years let you know of it though.

"you really are stupid huh? can't even answer a simple question. is your dumb little brain shorted out already, too cock drunk"?

the baratone sound of his voice only made you clench around him tighter. he knew what he was doing to you. he knew you’d do anything to ensure his pleasure.

“pu-please” was all you managed to say before he thrust again. you could feel your vision starting to go blurry but damn this was the best you’ve ever felt.

“you’re such a dumb bitch”.