#a man (read: the red centipede)

[mugwot]

gourmand: the best murder potato but how do i miss being able to throw spears without dying of asthma

[frankcastleonlyfans]

𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃

pairing: aemond targaryen x lannister!reader

warnings: nsfw headcanons at the end SO NOT FOR MINORS, aemond is a good husband, reader has lannister features, breeding kink, spanking, hair pulling, anyways that nasty stuff but not so nasty.

author's note: i aged the green children so, aemond loses his eye at 15/16.

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— brief story:

When you were a child, your father let you under the guardianship of your uncle, Tyland, who was part of the small council of the King.

That was how you met him. You grew up together.

King's Landing was your home, and the Targaryens were your family.

Helaena was like a real sister to you. You really couldn't remember your own.

Aegon had his sick sense of humor, but he never truly bothered you.

And Aemond... his simple existence brought you comfort.

And you did the same for him.

You would always assure him that he'd find a dragon someday.

He'd always compliment your blonde locks.

You had so much in common with the prince, it was like you were made for each other. It was like destiny.

Queen Alicent looked at you as a daughter, since you treated her family so well.

"Mother says I'll be marrying Aegon." Helaena said, playing with her centipede.

You thought the bugs were gross, but you appreciated the way your friend was so fascinated by it.

"That's unfortunate. I love Aegon, but we both know he's not up to marriage." You said, paying attention to your sewing.

"I wish mother could have betrothed me to Aemond. At least he cares about me." Helaena murmured.

Aemond wasn't anything to you but a friend, and you still felt jealous from his sister's words.

"I wonder when will I get married..." You sighed.

"Don't worry, Y/N. A lion and a dragon shares the same heart." Helaena smiled.

You frowned, grinning awkwardly, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Helaena shrugged. You could take a wild guess, but your friend always seemed to talk nonsense.

After the royal wedding, your father took you back with him to Casterly Rock, where he would be finding you a suitor.

You'd still be in touch with Aemond and Helaena, sending letters to know about their well being.

That's how the young prince told you about his eye incident.

That's how you told him about your possible betrothal to the son of Prince Qoren Martell.

Aemond was quick to beg to his parents to make you his wife.

Lord Jason Lannister couldn't refuse the King, even though he wanted to. After all, he was refused by the King's heir, Princess Rhaenyra.

The ceremony had to wait until your first blood.

No one would guess that it would take years for that to happen.

You and Aemond exchanged letters through the years, and you've seen his personality change in it.

Through his words, you saw the boy prince turn into a man.

And after you turned into a woman, at the age of 18, you married the twenty year old prince.

When you saw Aemond for the first time in years, you couldn't recognize him.

Yes, he was missing an eye. But he was so... incredible handsome. A totally different person.

It awaken something in you.

"It's been a while since we've seen each other. I remember how you used to play with the cats around the Keep and... I have a present for you. I hope you like it." Aemond gave you a red box with a golden ribbon wrapped around it.

You chewed on your bottom lip and opened the box, not expecting a feline to jump on your lap out of it.

"Aemond!" You exclaimed with a large smile in your lips, "You're giving me a lion cub!?"

The prince bit back a smiled to your reaction. It made his heart warm to see you so happy.

"He will be trained so he doesn't get violent in the future. You're the first one of your house to have an actual lion. What are you going to name him?"

"Have you seen a lion named dragon?" You wondered.

The prince frowned, chuckling. "Hm, no?"

"Well, me neither! Probably raising a lion is easier than raising a child."

"Let's test that, shall we?" Aemond smirked.

— your relationship:

Aemond is possessive. He doesn't like to leave you alone with any man, especially if the man in question is his brother.

He constantly says that he wants lots of children.

Aemond likes to play with your blonde locks between his fingers.

He hopes for your children to have your hair and his eyes.

Most of your time alone with him, he likes to chase you around your chambers, and play like you're both children.

He misses the lost time with you that your father took from him.

He lets you take off his eyepatch, and leave soft kisses on his scar.

You often says how handsome he is.

He often confesses his love for you.

Aemond is a cold-hearted person with everyone, but you.

— your nsfw relationship:

Aemond is vocal. He growls and moans a lot. And he actually feels really comfortable doing so.

And he notices how your cunt clenches around him when he does so.

He likes to fuck you on all fours. He can easily slap your ass and pull your hair at the same time.

He's obsessed with pulling your hair.

He kisses your arched back, using his hand to play with your clit, watching you turn into a whining mess.

"Can I cum?" You'd ask, having your face smashed against the mattress while your husband is pounding deep into you.

He loves to control your orgasms. And also, to gaslight you.

"I don't know, princess. Can you?" Aemond teased, smacking your ass hard.

And if you cummed without his permission, he'd punish you.

Aemond was trying really hard to get you pregnant.

In the first week as a married couple, none of you left your shared chambers.

He discovered a breeding kink just to the thought of your cunt leaking his cum.

And even when you eventually got pregnant, we couldn't stop fucking you.

Your swollen breasts full of milk, your swollen belly carring his children... everything about it made him hard.

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

Tired dad!Lucifer AU - Part 1

(This was written before the Gamigin event, so there are OOC elements. Not proof read, fuck it we ball)

Lucifer never saw children before, so he just assumed that the small devils where just... like that. One of them was sleeping and the others were running away from the one with blonde hair and dark skin who was holding a massive centipede in his hands. Lucifer turned to his assistent/most trusted general while never taking his eyes away from the rascals.

Lucifer: Morax... what are these?

Morax: I'm not sure, your majesty... they look cute, though. Can we keep them?

Lucifer: I don't think we have much of a choice.

One of the children bumps into Lucifer and looks up at him with his blood red eyes.

Asmodeus: Daddy?

Lucifer looks with disgust at the almost naked child, blessing the loin cloth for preventing him from seing what he didn't want to see

Morax: Aww, he thinks you're his dad. No, little falla, his majesty Lucifer isn't your daddy. You're daddy is up in the sky and He's constantly watching everyone. But He's currently busy with the angel revolution, so He has no time to look after you.

Leviathan: Does he care about the angels more than us?

Morax: Not neccessarly, but they're very loud, so He has no choice but to listen.

Satan: AAAAAAAAAA

Instinctively, Lucifer kicked Satan in the stomach. Instead of groaning in pain, Satan came up to Lucifer again and started jumping.

Satan: Again! Kick me again!

Lucifer: What even are these creatures? Are you demons?

All the devils in unison: Yes!

Leviathan: You're angels, aren't you? Filthy angels...

Morax: Actually we're demons now as well.

Lucifer: You know Morax, sometimes I wish that it was your mouth and not your eye that was missing...

Morax: I apologise, your majesty.

Lucifer: If you ment it, you would have shut up a while ago. Anyway. Devils, I am Lucifer Morningstar and it is my God given duty to look after you. My job is to make sure that hell becomes as prosperus, if not more so, than Heaven itself. I have heroicly endured great tragedy to reach you and I- what are you doing, how did you climb on me. Take that repulsive organism away from my visage, do you have any idea how unsanitary it is to have a Biota Eukaryota Animalia Eumetazoa Protostomia Arthropoda Mandibulata near your mouth!

Beelzebub: I like your funny words, magic man.

Asmodeus: Shove it in his eye! That'd be hot!

Morax tryes to gently remove Beelzebub, who had climed on top of Lucifer trying to force the bug in one of his holes. The other children were laughing, even Leviathan slightly smirked at seing the former angel's struggle.

Lucifer: You, are the worst batch of brats I've ever seen. I am calling God and demanding to be taken back to Heaven! You filthy little idiots.

Morax: Ok, kids, today we learned an important lesson. Don't try to force centipedes in Lucifer's eyes or he'll be very sad. You don't want to make people sad. No no no. Sad is bad.

Lucifer was impatiantly calling God who wasn't answering. Unbeknownst to him, Gabriel changed God's sim card. Morax on the other hand was very condecending to the young devils, but it wasn't out of disrespect, that's just how he usually talks.

[spotsupstuff]

Okay, I was going to explain a possible path for a worm of the string au with Sparrow complaining one day that the puppet can't leave the chamber to relive the fever of being in one place and that her thesis being rejected and then Caper reading the thesis and iterating that idea and then he somehow manages to get off the string.

But getting off the umbilical without reason or explanation is more funny!

Imagine if that starts happening to the others iterators?

Pls tell me his face is priceless! More so if it is a red lizard (do train lizard exist in your au?)

Also, how would Notos and Haboob react to Sparrow?

Now, you mentioned that when Sparrow killed the red centipede she was not in the respawning cycle. What is the age that the Ancients enter the cycle?

staring like a deer caught in headlights GSDLKMCLK this man should either have internal bleeding from a Red Liz bite or bad damage in the coconut and Yet he's 👌 how puzzling n yah! train/hurricane lizards Are real in the Serotonin Take!

as for Notos n Haboob, assuming it's in the off string post-ascension thing too:

they'd like each other! :D

and the respawn cycle is entered once the etheric body is finished growing which is around like.... 20-23 years old

[coping-via-clint-eastwood]

DISCLAIMERS‼️‼️‼️

Before anyone starts reading the content, I have to make some statements.

Most importantly, I do not watch Jujutsu Kaisen, or any anime for that matter, so please do not expect to see any more of this type of content from me. I only made this because my friend @mcliancraft is into it, and I love talking with her about it, and she told me that Yuji canonically likes Human Centipede (I'm sorry bro but this is why Sukuna possesed you).

Anyway, both mcliancraft and I love Red Flag, the song that Tom Cardy and Montaigne made about Human Centipede (watch it):

And I was horrified to learn that Yuji likes Human Centipede, and commented that the only good thing to come out of it was Red Flag, which led to me making this sort of incorrect quotes crack thing, where Yuji and Megumi quote the lyrics of the song. Even though it's a shitpost, I spent too much effort typing it out word for word not to share it publicly. So that is what you will find after Keep Reading. Enjoy.

Megumi: The date started off so well. Begin my night not expecting the fright of my life. He was perfect from what I could tell. How could I not see the danger right in front of me?

Yuji: My favourite food is fish

Megumi: Baby that's my favourite too

Yuji: I love cartoon dogs

Megumi: Baby I love Scooby-Doo. Hey baby, what's your favourite film? He said -

Yuji: The best movie of all, a masterpiece of art called - HU. MAN. CENTIPEDE. HU. MAN. CENTIPEDE.

Megumi: I think that I'm gonna get murdered tonight.

Yuji: HU. MAN. CENTIPEDE. NOT. IR. RONICALLY.

Megumi: He said -

Yuji: The costume design was a highlight!

Megumi: (oh my god I'm gon get stabbed)

Yuji: I like it for the plot!

Megumi: Tell me what the plot's about...

Yuji: German doctor sews three people ASS. TO. MOUTH!

Megumi: Cool (!)

Yuji: HU. MAN. CENTIPEDE.

Megumi: Please. God. Save. Me. I think that's a red. Flag. I don't want to get. Stabbed. He said -

Yuji: Human Centipede is a tour de force

Megumi: I think, "Holy shit, I'm gonna be the main. Course!" He said-

Yuji: I admire the narrative of character growth.

Megumi: I try to get the waiter's attention by blinking in morse. Code.

Yuji: Why are you blinking so much?

Megumi: I've got something in my eye.

Yuji: *hand turns into Sukuna's* Here let me get it out.

Megumi: No thank you - I don't wanna die.

Choso: Bonjour. Sir was blinking at me, is this because your date is a freak?

Yuji: *holds up shirt to reveal Sukuna's mouth saying "I love centipede"*

Megumi: No.

Choso: Very good then. Bon appetit.

Yuji: Stop hiding behind your silly made-up red flag to not take a chance on the best relationship you never had.

Megumi: Maybe you're right and I'm looking for excuses. My heart's got bruises but I'm ready to choose this love!

Yuji: You could be my world, the love of my life. One day we'll get married and be husbands for life.

Megumi: With a tasteful ceremony, and the wedding of our dreams!

Yuji: Only if the wedding is themed!

Megumi: Tell me what the theme's gonna be!

Yuji: HU. MAN. CENTIPEDE. HU. MAN. CENTIPEDE.

Megumi: That way we could save on the catering bill.

Yuji: HU. MAN. CENTIPEDE. Only one mouth to feed.

Megumi: If you are the best man, you know the deal. Pucker up! I can finally open myself up to love!

Yuji: I CAN FINALLY SEW A MOUTH TO A BUTT!

Megumi: Hu. Man. Centipede.

Yuji: Hu. Man. Centipede.

[dcwnthercbbithcle]

OFFICIAL INTERACTION CALL FOR: THE RED LORD OF ALAGADDA

Known as: THE RED LORD, THE MIRTHFUL, THE CENTIPEDE, THE MONSTEROUS, THE REDDENING, IOISIS && most notably RUBEDO, Rubedo serves as one of 4 3 enigmatic lords and an Ambassador who preside over the dreamlike and druglike realm of ALAGADDA on their King's behalf.

Rubedo is an enigmatic figure even to the citizens of his kingdom; though some under the city's thrall will sing songs of the Red Lord attesting to his COURTESY, CHARM & ENERGY. They spin tales of him, of his PASSION, his love for ROMANCE and the FANTASTIC, a THOUGHTFUL DREAMER, they claim, A SOPHISTICATE, AN ARISTOCRAT, A FRIEND. To any who will listen, they will proclaim he is the city's chosen prince. BELOVED, heading the parade, running the brothels and bars, a man of the festivities.

While others still will remark of the Lord dismissively, saying of him that he is little better than a WELL-DRESSED CLOWN, claiming of him that he is a DRUNKARD, a WHOREMONGER and an IMBECILE indulging in the kingdom's vices while his fellow Lord's rule in his stead.

However, the wise tell far different tales about the Lord. Tales of RUTHLESSNESS, CRUELTY and RAGE that could paint even the opulent streets of the kingdom crimson should a person offend him. Of PERVERSION, GRASPING GREED and ENVY that could make even his hues seem positively green in comparison. And an AMBITION blacker than the sky of the Nevermeant.

BUT WHO TRULY KNOWS THE TRUTH?

By LIKING this post you’re giving me full permission to:

Jump into your inbox to send in-character asks, memes, prompts as Rubedo

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Create anything related to you muse(s) & Rubedo, be they: art, moodboards, writing or memes.

If you're also too shy to approach, please don't worry about that! By LIKING this post, I will take that as the chance to hop (pun fully intended!) over to your blog to read about your muse(s) and likely send an ask and/or a DM to plot!

[suzuki-sibs-bar-and-grill]

Day 98!!

45 days left.

same here man, same here.

but too much people are holding onto me and i hold onto them and cant let go i feel like a human centipede and that might be a red flag...

[I recommend reading all this while the song is playing, just to have some nice vibes and chill if you're stressed.] Welp, today was kind of nice actually. I found a movie on pinterest and then found it on youtube and watched it. Despite all the gore and trauma, It was actually nice, really. I learnt a new lesson from that; hold onto your real friends dearly, and if you're unsure if they're real, you'll find out about it later.

Talked a bit with Sunny earlier,, a lot of smoochies and cuddles and I am once again full of affection and love and I'm going to share all of it with others !! You for example

Tho timezones are an issue, since we have a 9 hour difference with him so if we want to talk with eachother it's needed for one of use to pull an all nighter.. But I'm okay with that. I really love all nighters, and I don't really care that it's just getting me and my mental health worse. I just want to chat with my friends.

School was kinda okay, we got a new girl in our class. She's very pretty, tho I didn't talk to her even a bit. Basically the silent child who no one cares about, really. I'm okay with that, atleast I have my phone with me everytime I go to school so I have access to tumblr and discord. (Tho even with that I'm still extremely lonely, I don't have anyone to talk to.)

But won't about the bad stuff!! (even tho they're like 65% of my life) I think that's all for now, because if I continue I might just make a whole book page or even longer..

If you want you can put a "READ MORE" and talk about how your day, yesterday or today went!! Anything, really sometimes it's nice to spill out a ton of stuff about something you're simply interested in

Well, I'm glad to hear you're doing better.

As for me, well, I'm still loney, but that's old news.

College is fine. Stressful, but fine.

I was streaming games yesterday on YouTube. I don't have much of an audience, but I'd like to have one some day. Most of the time it just feels like I'm talking to myself, which I am.

I don't think I'm that bad at what I do, I just haven't found the people who'll enjoy my stuff.

Tbh I feel like I'm losing my spark when it comes to ofa/tumblr stuff because I want to keep doing YouTube things.

I have so many projects on the back burner as well, so I don't really know if I can even balance it all with school and work, and assuring the people in my phone (you) that I'm not dead.

There are a lot of things I want to do that I just can't because of poor management skills on my end, and trying to fix it only makes it worse, and then I have to go and get all ambitious, and honestly I think I should just be sitting on the sidelines for things at this point.

Sigh...

And I'm upset that I missed a meeting with a group of writers for a project I was working on because I couldn't be on discord at the time.

...

I need a drink.

[darkstalker1247]

This is an older writing about the Bite of 83

it probably sucks and is like super innacurate but I don't care I was 13 when I made this

enjoy I guess

___

The little boy sat at a table in the corner of the room, while the other screaming toddlers laughed and played and threw candy at each other’s faces. He said nothing, and tried to make himself as invisible as possible. He clutched his favorite toy in his hands; the muddy yellow bear with a purple bowtie and hat. He looked around at the children, all having fun and running around, except for the older kids, who leaned against the wall and silently stared, as if they were waiting for the right moment. Evan knew he couldn’t go over there; he couldn’t have the older kids ruin his birthday party. He felt silly sitting in the corner away from his own friends, cake, and his favorite characters at the diner. The kids weren’t gathered around the stage; he could probably sneak over and hear the birthday song while the kids weren’t looking. Or he could sit here and stay quiet. He didn’t want to risk anything.

The diner was brightly lit with different colors, with confetti scattered on the black carpet. The tables each had a stand with a pizza box on them; Evan could smell the different flavors from across the one-room dining area. The walls, usually a striped gray, had colorful paper streamers and balloons covering them. The prize counter, actually close to where Evan was sitting, was giving out 1 free prize to every guest, and 2 for the guest of honor. The shelves were stocked with some of the diner’s most popular toys, including the plushies, action figures, off-brand Lego sets from the diner’s official TV show, and a small brown robotic dog with a collar reading “Fetch.” The man at the counter was turned around towards the hidden kitchen, reading a book. At the south end of the area were some of the newest and most popular arcade games, like Space Invaders, Donkey Kong, and Centipede. At the north end was the showtime stage. 

Oh, how magical was the stage! There were two characters on stage: a bear and a rabbit, singing side by side,  barely heard over the rowdy children. The bear had a purple button down vest that barely fit over his fat belly, a purple hat and tie, and shining brown eyes. The rabbit had a similar purple vest, one that actually fit, with a red bowtie, whiskers, and green eyes. The rabbit was also holding an acoustic guitar. 

Evan stood up from the table he was sitting at and looked around. The older kids were still watching the younger kids, and none of them seemed to be paying attention to him. So Evan decided to take his chances. He crept over tentatively, to the prize counter, and adjusted his golden party hat. “Hello, sir,” he said to the man at the counter, “I’m here to pick my prizes.” The man at the counter turned in his chair to face the boy and smiled. “Hey, Evan,” he whispered, “you don’t have to call me ‘sir,’ you know.” Evan nodded. “Okay, Mr. Emily.” Mr. Emily handed Evan his two free prize tickets. “Call me Henry,” he said. 

“Okay, Henry,” Evan almost whispered. “Can I have the green bunny? The robotic one?” Henry picked a box off the top shelf. It read: “Plushtrap Chaser! Walks in the dark, freezes in the light!” He handed it to the boy. “Here you are,” he chuckled. “Try not to turn it on inside the restaurant, okay? The different colored lights will mess with the sensors.” Evan handed Henry one of his tickets and crept back over to the table where he had been sitting before. He clutched the fresh new toy in his hands. The kids had all gone to play arcade games, even the older ones. Evan thought he could get away with walking over to the stage and watching the animals sing. So he walked over, carefully avoiding the group. He could see Henry calling someone over at the prize counter as he moved. 

The stage was brightly lit, and the characters were dancing and singing some nursery rhymes. To an adult, the songs would seem boring and the robots creepy, but to a child like Evan, it was magical. It was like stepping into another world, one where bears were friendly with no sharp teeth and didn’t pop out from under your bed. Where foxes could be pirates and be heroic enough to have movies made about them. Where birds ate pizza and had talking cupcakes for best friends. Where the robot bunny rabbit your dad made was a better parent than him. Evan zoned out for a while, holding his yellow bear toy, watching the duo on stage. They sang a few songs, then talked for a while, then sang a few more songs. Evan was mesmerized. Until he heard 4 pairs of footsteps from behind.

Someone tapped his shoulder. “Hey, loser,” a voice called, “Turn around! We just want to wish you a happy birthday…” Evan pretended not to hear them. He held his toy tighter and forced back tears. “Turn around,” the voice pleaded sarcastically, “turn around and say hi to your older brother, why don’t you?” Evan still didn’t budge. His brother grabbed his shoulders and whirled him around. 

The four older kids were each wearing character masks; a brown bear, a purple rabbit, a yellow bird, and a red fox with an eyepatch. Evan recognized them; his older brother, Mike, and his brother’s three friends. “Happy birthday, little brother,” his brother cackled. “Come on, we have a gift for you!” Evan could feel a few tears begin to run down his face. “Mike, stop,” he tried to yell, but it ended up coming out squeaky. “Stop it or I’ll tell dad!” Mike and his friends laughed. “Wow, your brother’s such a crybaby, isn’t he?,” the boy in the rabbit mask asked.  Mike laughed. “Yeah, it’s hilarious! Why don’t we help him get over his little fears? Let’s help him get up close and personal!” 

As he said this, the four hoisted Evan over his shoulders, like a king. “All hail the birthday boy, haha!,” one of them said. They started to walk closer to the stage. “Put me down,” Evan pleaded. But they persisted. “You heard the little man,” Mike laughed. “He wants to get even closer!” They all laughed, and Evan dropped the toy he was holding. It started at him from where it sat on the floor. “Boys,” Henry shouted at them, “Put that poor boy down! Micheal, your father will hear about this!” Mike laughed. “Oh, let him come,” he whined, “He’s not gonna do anything. Now, let’s have the little man give Fredbear a big kiss!” They were in front of the stage now. Evan’s forehead was greased in cold sweat and tears ran down his face. The bear, which had once brought him so much joy with its goofy smile, now had the grimace of a hungry monster, intent on eating him alive. The 4 older kids lifted him higher. “On three,” one of them shouted, “One, two, three!”

They fit Evan’s head into the jaws of the animatronic bear. Evan could hear the kids laughing at him. A dull pain was on both sides of his head. Motors whirred and an error message came from the bear’s voice box. Henry ran toward the stage, shouting words Evan couldn’t hear. Evan heard a sickening crunch, and a new searing pain formed all over his head. He could feel blood gush from his forehead and fill his mouth. He heard the laughter from the kids in the diner turn into horrible screams. He felt all of it for a moment, before the cold claws of inescapable death gripped his throat and dragged him away into darkness. 

[kevin--of-desert-bluffs]

WTNV quick rundown - 51 - Rumbling

Hello! Welcome back! Nice to see you again : ) Featuring Dylan Marron as Carlos the Scientist.

Look! Up in the sky. It's a bird. It's a plane. It's a cloud. It's a moon. Also, some stars. There are so many things in the sky. Welcome to Night Vale.

Carlos is still in the Desert Otherworld, but calls in bursts to talk to Cecil. Carlos is very excited by the otherworld and it's many mysteries. He tells Cecil that it's his duty as a scientist to discover why and how these things are.

Things like what is making the great rumbling in the desert. For most of the episode, Cecil cannot hear the rumbling that Carlos mentions, until it finally crosses over into NV. Carlos reports he has found a patch of red mud which contains several bones of unknown origin, that the red blinking light on the mountains lighthouse holds steady when the rumbling happens and that the ground seems to bulge when the rumbling happens.*

He is almost crushed by falling boulders during one of these rumblings, but Doug (the assumed leader of the giant masked warriors) saves him. He also breaks his phone, but it miraculously 'heals' itself (as well as having 3-bar 4G and 97% battery as it did when he entered the otherworld).

Cecil urges him to try and find a door back, but Carlos says that he needs to do the science first. Still, he assures Cecil that he loves him very much and is happy they can still talk to each other. Reluctantly, Cecil resigns to the understanding that this is important to Carlos and he must be patient about Carlos' return.

Carlos: But I do know two things. Cecil: What's that? Carlos: I love you. Cecil: I love you too. What's the other thing? Carlos: You just said it.

Weather: "Echo in the Hills" by Carrie Elkin and Danny Schmidt carrieelkin.com and dannyschmidt.com

Dana attempted to open up the dog park to everyone, but was taken away by City Council and returned wearing several large ivory rings and a cerulean cape to retract her statement and announce more security measures around the dog park.

Cecil is happy that Station Management is back, even if walking past their office causes him to crumble to the floor, struck numb and blind with flashes of hideous daydreams, a history’s worth of deaths that were not his own. They have also apparently managed the station 'for centuries'.

Desert Bluffs ran a full-page ad in the Sunday extra-large imagination edition of the Night Vale Daily Journal that said, (apparently, because it's all 'imagined'), "Thank you for having us, Night Vale. Best of luck in your future."

Cecil can't tell if it ends in an exclamation point or a question mark because of the 'weird font'. It's like someone put paint or some other thick liquid on the tip of a sharp finger and then handwrote this ad.

At the bottom, it has a photo of 'your' face and the same finger painted lettering that reads "Blessings from a Smiling God". The photo is apparently a good one of 'you', whilst you're sleeping which makes 'you' look 'adorable'.

The Erika's, despite still being ignored as the angels they are, are well under way constructing something new out of the old Strex headquarters on the lip of Radon Canyon.

During the horoscopes, Scorpio's starts off nice for once, before fakely going back to being mean but not with the same venom as before. Since we know this is Cecil's outlet of hatred towards Steve Carlsberg, we can see their changing relationship there.

The earthquake that the rumbling causes in NV caused 'quite a bit' of structural damage and knocked out a third of the towns power but did not register on the Richter scale somehow.

Stay tuned next for the sound of future becoming the present becoming the past in no time at all. And as always, good night, Night Vale. Good night.

Proverb: Everything that happens happens for a reason. Except ostriches. What the hell, man?

*the activity we see described here is not fully explained until the It Devours! novel in which we discover that there is a giant centipede living under the desert which periodically emerges to feed.

[naninadz]

wait to clarify when i said pneumagate brook characters i didn't mean that i just mean your ocs in general sorry </3 btw sorry if i spell names wrong it is 6:25 in the morning.

anyways i feel like im going to explode sorry for my bug autism beam

i feel like Luca is a house centipede, specifically allothereua maculata since i think they are typically larger than the variety you find in north america (this also makes Eman a house centipede since. yea). house centipedes really feel like a her trait since they look like that yknow, but also because of how stealthy, quiet and overall dangerous they are (- to other invertebrates that is; they are not harmful to humans unlike Luca lol). she feels like a house centipede with the mannerisms of a mantis (but not quite the bloodthirst).

i know Adriel is already based off of the scolopendridae family of centipedes but i don't think itd hurt to say that luca is also a centipede since house centipedes and scolopendra are very different, so it wouldn't be to repetitive (btw idk if you had a specific centipede in mind when you were designing adriel but i feel like they are a chinese red-headed centipede :])

ok enough of centipedes i like those guys he he, so anyways Brayden is a kissing bug because of obvious reason. but also he just kinda looks like one, imo. he gives bowie chagas parasite for fun <3 though his flesh vampire form kind of reminds me of repipta taurus.

speaking of bowie i can't decide between her being a beetle because of how bulky she is or a scorpion (bc shes a reaper. lol). i don't wanna be generic and just say shes a stag/rhinoceros beetle bc thats the Classic beetle everyone thinks of but she really is like both of those. BUT scorpion wise she'd def be a tityus obscurus

little bowie baby guy bowie is a weevil of some sort and adam is a flatid planthopper nymph

is this too long??? is tumblr gonna cut off my bugtism?? that would be kind of ableist ngl. so if you respond to this and its cut off lemme know if you want me to send the rest of this ask sorry its so long and hard to read

anyways, Regan is definitely either an asian longhorn beetle or an earwig. idk she is very earwig to me but asian longhorn beetle kinda fits her appearance more? theyre both silly and weird

Harper is a click beetle, idk man calling her a roach seemed mean but like she(? you never post them idk their pronouns :sob:) seems like just a nondescript brown beetle to me. oh not that roaches are bad theyre just sorta the staple bug yknow. you see them and ur like "oh man.. bug"

actually dillards a roach that fits more

Lotte is a harlequin bug can you tell why? can you tell why? can y jk that doesnt really fit her actually, panacanthus intensus seems more like her

blue kinda seems like a tailless whip scorpion but like i literally cant think of anything else

i kinda dont really know too much about the rest of ur characters and i am very tired but my last thought is that dian is a solifuge bc they both look kinda funny thank you for listening *burrows into the mud and tar and becomes unconscious for 13 to 17 years*

This is so fascinating, thank u, autism be damned my boy can GRILL

[themadlu]

Could you please do some headcanons about Chiyo's childhood and youth?

New Tav OC Headcanons

Chiyo Arrigorriagakoa

I'm so glad you find my weird woman interesting @spacebarbarianweird! Chiyo is a new OC from a new series of stories I'm writing (hopefully one chapter will be completed soon). I just got the idea when starting a new playthrough (after being locked out of my Zélie's one before the final fight, damn it all) and she just wouldn't leave me alone.

So here are some headcanons from her youth. First, her parents:

Her father, Chaszmyr, is a drow high priest and her mother, Tora, is a human monk. Both are Ilmater devotees.

That should (should) make her a half-drow. But I won't say more because I want to reveal things gradually as the story progresses.

Her father is the only son of the noble house Faen Tlabbar, from the North Underdark.

Was, because he ran away to escape the forced marriage and prejudice of Drow society. He is also good-aligned and, as such, repulsed by the Lolth's worship.

He ran and ran from the guards chasing him until he exited the Underdark and found himself on a freezing and inhospitable mountain ridge.

Almost passed out from exhaustion, he was saved by Tora Arrigorriagakoa, a young monk watcher scouting the mountains.

She did not see him merely as a dangerous drow, but as a creature in need, so she took him to her home, the Monastery of the Yellow Rose, in the far North of Faerun.

After a few years, they married and had a daughter, Chiyo.

Chiyo's father eventually became a high priest of Ilmater.

Her mother rose to the rank of Grandmaster of the Yellow Rose.

Chiyo's youth:

She was the third child born in the monastery rather than an orphan dropped at their doors. The first two were her grandfather and her mother.

Her white hair and red eyes (courtesy of her drow heritage) unsettled many of the other children. The monks were polite enough to her and her father, but wary.

She often spent her free time with her parents. In her father's library, she read about the region's laws and government. Her mother would train her in martial arts and take her on shorter trips across the mountains.

When Chiyo was 8, her mother almost died—and permanently injured her right leg—to protect a young man from a pack of gnolls.

The man turned out to be a thief hiding from guard patrols; he left Tora out to freeze to death.

When Chiyo learnt about this, she was furious. She promised herself not to risk her life without a good cause.

Since then, she's been pretty lawful neutral. She doesn't break the rules actively and she happily helps others, but she won't go out of her way to play the hero.

Chiyo grew up like any young monk, starting from humble jobs—like cleaning and cooking—to establishing her reputation in one of the Lesser Orders of the monastery.

She followed in her mother's footsteps and became a disciple of the Order of the Rose, whose members specialise in martial arts and fighting evil.

She loved working as a Watcher, a sentinel in the peace and quiet of the mountains.

As a Watcher, she also got to travel to the cities and towns of the region.

At age 17, she successfully rode the remorhaz—a monstrous centipede native to the mountain chain—earning the rank of a Master of the White Worm.

She was the third youngest monk to accomplish such a deadly task.

Her new status meant she was sent on missions as an emissary for the monastery.

After experiencing the variety of the outside world, the monastery life started feeling claustrophobic.

She decided that, after completing her training, she would become a lore collector, travelling around Toril to gather knowledge to bring back to the monastery.

Thanks for your request!

[aannonn]

i just read the saddest ava. comic ever and im sad

sOOoOo I decided to share the headcanons that I have so far about the ColorGang because they makes me happy;33333

for anyone who wants to read the comic.. warning: sad/bad ending. Don't take this the wrong way btw. I genuinely really loved reading this comic!

ColorGang!

╰┈➤ I always had that lil' headcanon in my head that ; even though TSC may act like one of the oldest most of the time, he's actually the youngest of the group.

﹌﹌﹌I mean- the StickFight game presented in the series felt like it existed looooong before TSC was even created, so I guess, chronologically and theoretically, RYGB are older than TSC in a certain way, though I like to think they are all the exact same age.

╰┈➤ From Oldest to Youngest, for me it's like that ; Yellow, Blue, Green, Red & The Second Coming!

(Lil' update: Apparently, I heard that Alan Becker confirmed that TSC is a lil' more older than them? So, I changed my headcanon and now from Oldest to Youngest it's actually; The Second Coming, Yellow, Blue, Green & Red! If that ends up being false - because I haven't found the video where Alan says this yet - I'll go back to my old headcanon, probably.)

﹌﹌﹌They are all the same age, but some of them were created minutes before the other. In TSC's case.. One(1) year after RYGB were already created.

﹌﹌﹌They are all ten to thirteen(10-13) years old. (Based/Inspired on that one video where DJ asked how old they were ever since their creation, and Alan responded with 10, 12, 13! lol)

╰┈➤ TSC is often called Orange by his friends and even by Alan, so he feels kinda weird whenever someone calls him 'The Second Coming'. He doesn't mind beind called 'Second' or 'Sec' though.

﹌﹌﹌'TSC' just sounds too vague, and 'The Second Coming' It's such a long name, so he prefers to either be called 'Orange', 'Second', or 'Sec'.

╰┈➤ Red loves all kind of animals and insects. One time, he brought home (aka. Alan's desktop) a gigantic centipede from Minecraft, which scared everyone in the group and even Alan, which led to Red eventually having to return it to Minecraft…

﹌﹌﹌This incident led Alan to never download Minecraft mods that contain giant centipedes again.

╰┈➤ The ColorGang all have PTSD from the last encounter with The Dark Lord. They do not want to lose each other again, much less feel the pain of being deleted again.

﹌﹌﹌They are also now terrified of giant red spiders or anything that may resembles a red spider.

﹌﹌﹌Because of that, they have sleepovers every weekend now! Mainly due to the nightmares everyone has been having ever since that day, so they decided to schedule a sleepover every weekend so everyone could have fun and then platonically cuddle. 🎔

﹌﹌﹌It worked pretty well, and even after they stopped having those nightmares, they are all still having sleepovers together because yes. 🎔

﹌﹌﹌Alan sometimes joins them with his cursor of course, but only when he doesn't have anything planned to do in the morning. Which is.. pretty rare, sadly. But they will treasure every moment.

╰┈➤ I like to think that Alan basically adopted the RYGB at this point, so they are all technically step-siblings, since I also like to think that Second is Alan's child, as he is Alan's creation.

╰┈➤ Green is a prankster. You cannot tell me he isn't because he for sure is. He just gives me those vibes man

╰┈➤ Yellow has very good sleep schedules, despite what a big(?) part of the fandom says. Sometimes he can get carried away and end up staying up all night, though.

╰┈➤ Despite being the youngest, Second acts like the 'mom' of the group. He just gives me those vibes fr

╰┈➤ Blue really loves reading and writing stories. Once, he even wrote an entire story based on the Little Red Riding Hood as he added his friends to the story.

﹌﹌﹌I must say, the group loves hearing Blue's stories, and he loves telling stories to his friends. 🎔

﹌﹌﹌Sometimes he tells animal stories to help Red sleep. It sounds silly and childish, but it's comforting for Red to hear Blue's calming voice, while it's comforting for Blue to tell stories to the sticks(they are sticks not people so-) he loves so much, especially knowing that they love his stories too.

╰┈➤ Red is the most emotional of the group, although he is also one of the strongest mentally.

(Lil' Update: Changed opinions! Now Blue is the most emotional one of the group, while Red is still one of the strongest mentally.)

(Lil' Update2: Changed opinions again-! Now both Blue and Red are the most emotional ones of the group.)

╰┈➤ Sometimes they all treat Second like a "baby", just to playfully annoy him. (Inspired on this lil' comic!)

╰┈➤ Not a headcanon, but they are all canonly silly;333

Welp! That's all the headcanons that I have so far-

I may change my mind about some, though. Maybeeee-

Welp! I think that's it..?

Cya u all in my next post! Goodbye! &lt;3

[crowned-relapse-king]

Jules had a bit of a hiccup and I have to stay overseas for a bit longer. Sorry. -🪓 (Jain)

A deadpan gaze fixates on the screen, reading the message that was sent.

It was beyond his control, typing a confession from the privacy of his vent blog. His dead eyes turn red, suddenly feeling very unstable and off balance as he slams down on the send button.

[Jain 🐾🪓]: I am drinking away my obsessive fantasies and snorting up any possibility to be the one to break that fucking collar. Pack mentality is a fucking trap! A delusion!

[Jain 🐾🪓]: Please, enjoy your time and don't run into the vampiric rendition of the human centipede. I get mad Mummy Fortuna vibes from him Fuck! FUCK!

Out of the flurry of emotions and desperation in case Jain were to answer, the man throws it out of the bedroom, wincing slightly when it collided into the hallway wall.

Hopefully, his friend will write it all off as typical drug induced nonsense and he won't have to face anything in the morning if his phone was still functional.

[captainignatiuspigheart]

The Desert Crystals: part 1 Part 1 - A Man May Have A Plan The sun glowered furiously overhead. It sapped what little moisture there was and flung it back with humid venom. Three figures cringed beneath its relentless glare. Their tracks distinguished them easily: a man, his footsteps dragging on the dry earth; a cat, weaving but nimbly staying within the diminishing shadow of the man; a giant centipede, his many feet stroking curling waves into the dust. The trio had come from the Great Bane Desert and shadows followed them out of that grim place. Anyone unfortunate enough to be heading in the opposite direction would have seen them slowly resolve out of the heat haze. The man was tall, despite his thirsting and exhausted posture; his once-fine expeditionary clothing was torn and sand-filled, rasping against his red burned skin. The black, white and ginger streaked cat limped faintly, his ears pressed against his head and his eyes were squeezed half closed. >> Read On with The Desert https://wp.me/pbprdx-N2

[reidsnose]

buggin

overview: reader enlists the help of her neighbor (who shes never met) to get rid of a gnarly bug in her apartment

genre: fluff

a/n: thought of this today after i moved the shower curtain, saw a centipede crawl out, and screamed for my dad to come help me. anywayyyss i thought its be cute so as always lmk what you guys think :)

masterlist

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you walked into your bedroom, fumbling frantically with the buttons on your shirt as you raced to leave your house on time. hair brush hair brush hair brush. where was your hair brush? you knocked over countless items trying to find it but with no luck. bathroom! you quickly made your way to the bathroom, opening the door so fast that wind blew through your hair.

and then you saw it.

a gnarly, long, nasty, creepy crawly centipede.

you let out a loud shriek and promptly shut the door. if you didn't get to the interview one time, it would surely be a bad first impression. but then again so would showing up with a bird's nest of hair on your head. you tried who knows how many times to go back in and kill it or catch it in a cup but each time you saw its countless, spindly legs you backed out. you checked your watch, 10 minutes until you had to leave.

you walked out into the hallway of the apartment building, and in a frenzy, you bumped into a tall, handsome man leaving the apartment across from yours.

he chuckled an apology before looking to meet your eye, breath hitching in his throat as he did. you were arguably the most beautiful woman he had ever seen (despite a very questionable hairdo). and when a surge of desperation ran through your body you rambled an explanation to the stranger, telling him about your job interview and time crunch then promptly begging him to come inside and get rid of the centipede for you.

and something inside him couldn't say no. he wanted to, i mean when an objectively crazy looking person lures you into their home to catch a bug, generally one says no and goes on with their day. however, maybe it was his complete an immediate infatuation with you or maybe his empathy for your situation, he decided to quickly help you and then try and get to work as fast as he can.

he couldn't help but subtly and subconsciously profile you based on your home as soon as he stepped inside. he liked it. your decorations, the small mess that makes it feel lived in, the general 'vibe' as morgan would say was incredible.

you gave him a sheet of paper and a cup, per his request, and led him to the dreaded bug bathroom. you couldn't help but watch in awe as he walked in with no fear, explaining to you in great detail how this was only a house centipede and it only had 15 pairs of legs which kind of counters the name. and how it isn't poisonous to humans and infact eats other bugs. you loved his facts so much and you followed him all the way to the window where he let the bug out, listening intently to what he had to say and swatting away the apology that came after the ramble, insisting that you genuinely enjoyed it.

"thank you so much,.." you trailed off, not knowing his name.

"Spencer." he filled in, offering a tight lipped smile.

"Spencer! wonderful. well again thank you so much and i owe you once I'm back from this job interview!" you smiled as you both walked to the door.

"oh you don't have to-" he began.

"no i insist! just knock on my door when you can and ill take you out." you stated, causing his eyes to widen, " not with a gun! i meant like ill buy you coffee or something!"

"i didn't think you meant with a gun?!" he laughed, handing you the hairbrush this whole ordeal was about. you laughed along as you closed and locked your apartment.

"I'm sorry i'm like completely fazzled right now! i have to go or else i'm never gonna get this job ill just brush my hair in the car! ok bye Spencer!" you called as you jogged down the stairs.

"wait i don't know your name?" he called after you.

"ill tell you when i buy you a coffee!" your giggle echoed through the building followed by the loud shut of the downstairs door.

he smiled to himself, wondering if he should tell the team about his funky morning encounter. he smiled the whole train ride to work, and then the walk from the stop to the building and then the elevator trip up. he just couldn't stop smiling. he thought about you brushing your hair while you drove and even giggled to himself on the train causing a few strangers to toss him some concerned looks.

how could he be living next to such a beautiful stranger?

when he walked into the bullpen, he saw the. whole team huddled around a desk, staring quite obviously at hotch's office. a new curiosity piqued his interest though his thoughts of you continued to be front and center in his mind.

"whats going on?" he asked, joining the group and craning his neck to try and see into the office.

"new agent interview." jj whispered.

"really? since whe-"

"shh!" Garcia shushed.

"you cant even hear them!" Reid defended.

"quiet helps us read their lips." prentiss whispered.

Spencer continued to crane his neck, moving around yet only being able to see hotch, who was throwing his head back in laughter. hotch laughing? wow this new agent must be pretty cool!

"oh my god! i've never seen him laugh like that before!" Garcia squeaked.

"she has to get the job now," morgan added.

"ah we have to wait for the handshake, thats when we see if he really approves," Rossi countered, "if he double hands the shake then its a done deal."

they all watched excitedly, waiting impatiently for the end of the interview. after a few minutes they saw hotch stand up and shake the possible new agent's hand with his right, firmly clasping his left over the handshake.

"was that the double handed handshake?" Garcia asked excitedly.

"yup." Rossi replied, popping the p.

as soon as the door began to open, the team tried ever so gracelessly to disperse, bumping into one another and murmuring fake excuses. a familiar outfit caught Spencer's eye as the new agent left hotch's office and he dared sneak a glance.

no way. his mind raced, thoughts of this morning flooding it a mile a minute. could it really be the girl from this morning? he watched as you excitedly left the building, beaming far to much to notice any other people as you left.

"bug?!" was all he could muster. not even loud enough for you to hear. unfortunately, loud enough for the people around him to.

"theres a bug? where?" morgan asked, looking around.

"no um...bug-she..is bug- um. nothing." he stammered.

"did you nickname the new agent bug?" jj laughed.

"what? no! do not say that in front of her!!" Spencer stammered.

after a couple teasing remarks, to Spencer's relief, they seemed to have let it go. the day was case-less and flew by quickly, the most exciting part was the morning interview and hotch's announcement that there would be a new agent starting tomorrow.

you sat at home, beyond excited about your successful interview, all thanks to handsome neighbor Spencer. you couldn't help but feel extra indebted to him. you feared you may have scared him off when you offered to take him out but it was the best way you could think to say thank you. but your nerves had transferred mainly to the upcoming first day of work.

as he got hone he debated knocking on your door but decided against it, knowing you were probably busy preparing for tomorrow.

when you arrived tomorrow a series of seemingly unfamiliar faces sat in the conference room, awaiting you and hotch.

when you stepped inside your eyes scanned over each of them, all looking very excited to meet you.

and then you saw him.

handsome neighbor Spencer was sitting RIGHT THERE. the stars have aligned and finally life is in your favor. after a brief introduction the meeting began and you took the only seat open which happened to be next to Spencer.

you gave each other polite smiles though both of your cheeks glowing red told a different story than two people who had just met.

"wheels up in 20." hotch concluded.

you all walked out together, the team making sure you felt included.

"so hows the first day feeling, y/n? or should i be like my friend Dr. Reid here and call you bug?" morgan asked slightly amused.

"oh my god you told?!" you laughed, looking wide eyed at Spencer.

after a high pitched denial from Reid and tears of laughter from the team as you told them of the events of that morning, you already felt like you were a part of the team.

as you boarded the jet, you decided to sit next to Spencer.

"you know, i still owe you a coffee," you mentioned nonchalantly as you pulled a book from your go bag, trying as hard as you possibly could to not blush.

he smiled slyly, picking up his own book to hide the rouge that fell upon his cheeks, "and ill hold you to that, bug."

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ultra mega super cool taglist:

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[under-the-cherrytree]

Video Game Lovers❣︎

Amane x reader x Tsukasa

Warnings: none

A/n: ITS THE TWINS BIRTHDAYYY

I know this is late but bear with me please- 

I am thankful that Amane is born because I have a husband and I’m grateful that Tsukasa is born cause we would be chaotic friends-

I hope you enjoy and have a great day!!!

“Y/n!!!” Tsukasa shouted as he ran to you, hugging you tightly. 

“Ah! Tsukasa! Hey…!” You smiled at him. You only just stepped into the arcade and he was already clinging to you.

“I’m so happy you were able to make it Y/n!!” He only squeezed you tighter. 

“I’m happy to be here Tsu..” 

“Hey Y/n!” The identical older brother came over “Thank you so much for coming to our birthday party!” 

“Of course, I love to hang out with my favorite twins!” 

“Lets go to the table!! We got tokens for you!” Tsukasa said as he pushed you to the table that they claimed as theirs. 

“Hey stupid!” Mitsuba laughed at you, his normal stupid smile plastered on his face. 

“Hello Sousuke” You grinned at him. 

“The others are playing games right now but here!” Amane hands you a game card “it has 300 tokens on it, if you need more you can tell me or Tsukasa!”

“Thanks for the offer Amane… but I already bought a card and money! You should use the card on yourself!” 

“Myself…? Thank you Y/n!” He smiled softly at you, his cheeks slightly pink.

“Ew..” Mitsuba glared at you two. 

“MITSUBAAAAA” Tsukasa suddenly clinged onto the pinkie pie. “LET'S GO PLAY GAMES!!!” He dragged Mitsuba further into the arcade despite his protests. 

“I’m going to put my chips in! Be right back!” You made your way over to the counter, handing the employee the card and your 20 dollar bill. 

In boredom, you looked around the gift shop they had. Your eyes stopped wondering when you saw two big cat plushies. One cat had a red collar and a little knife charm hanging off it and the other cat had a purple collar and a little ghost charm. One cat also had a white seal and the other cat had a black seal. You were instantly reminded of the twins when seeing the cats, knowing they would love the big plushies. You looked at the price that read 1,000,000,000 tickets. 

“1,000,000,000 TICKETS-” you instantly covered your mouth as the guy in front of you gave you a weird look before handing your card back. 

“Your card now has 200 chips in it… enjoy” He said in a monotone voice, clearly not enjoying his job. 

“Alright, thank you!” You ran back to the table, seeing Amane waiting for you still. 

“Got any game you wanna play Y/n?” Amane smiled at you.

“Not really, we can walk around till we find something” You responded. 

“Alright!” Amane walked deeper into the arcade. New and old games filled the big room. You passed by driving games, horror games, and older games like pac man. 

“Y/n~ wanna play that game..” Amane pointed to a game that had a dead woman on the cover and a couple other monsters. You knew he just wanted to hear your screams of horror when a pop scare happens. 

“Yeah uh no…” You rolled your eyes at him “but what about that game” You looked over to the game centipede. You ran over to it and sat down in one of the seats, grabbing the controls in front of you.

“Centipede? I didn’t know you were interested in such an old game” Amane sat down in the other seat and played with the second joystick.

“Centipede is really fun! I played before!” You smiled as you put your card in, allowing the game to read it and start it for the two of you. The game started and soon the centipedes came from the top. You started to fire at the incoming centipedes, aming for it head, you blew them up fast. However, Amane soon died and left you by yourself. 

“You are quite good at this game!” His amber eyes stayed focused on your controller as he complimented you. 

“Yeah… I play it sometimes!” You smiled at him. You turned your attention to the game again and saw that the prize for defeating the boss was 10,000,000,000 tickets. 

“WOAH! 10,000,000,000 TICKETS?!?” You gasped as you checked if you read that right. 

“That's enough to buy any prize in the store… it must be really hard to defeat tho” Amane was shocked by this as well. 

“Yeah… any prize...” You then knew what game you would be playing until you won it. Before Amane could say anything Kou called him. 

“Oi toilet breath! Senpai and I found a space game we think you would like!” Kou smiled as he ran up to you two. 

“Really?! and stop calling me toilet names… I fall into the toilet once while cleaning and I get these jokes…?” The choppy haired boy mumbled to his blond friend, hoping you wouldn't hear. 

“Yeah that was hilarious! Let's go!!” He dragged the older twin with him. 

You frowned as he left, disappointed he couldn’t play with you anymore. You quickly flushed those feelings down a toilet (okay enough toilet jokes-) and looked back at the game with determination. 

‘I will win this!’ You thought confidentiality as you grabbed the joy stick again, using your card to start the game. 

“Okay… round one…”

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“Son of a bitch!” You cussed as a centipede hit you, causing you to die and the screen to say ‘game over’. You grabbed your game card and put it into the machine again only for nothing to happen. You then realized you were out of chips. 

You have been sitting at this game for almost two hours and used 200 chips. 

You stood up and walked to the front again. 

“What do you need?” He asked in the same lazy voice. 

“I would like to add more chips to my card…” You handed him the card and looked through your pockets for any extra money. You mentally cursed yourself when you couldn’t find anything, checking every pocket you had. 

“Here…” A voice said from behind you, handing the employee a 50 dollar bill. You looked back to see Tsukasa, a smirk on his face as the guy took the bill. 

“Tsukasa, you don't have to-” The said boy interrupted you when he wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you closer to him. 

“Don’t worry about it Y/n… I don’t mind…” He whispered into your ear causing you to blush and look away from the boy. 

“Uhm… here is your card… it has 425 chips..” The employee handed you the card back, wanting the scene to stop. 

“Right… thank you!” You grabbed the card and examined it, smiling brightly. Tsukasa placed his chin on your shoulder, looking at the card as well. 

“What game do you want to play Y/n??” His golden eyes focused on your figure. 

“I was going to go back to playing centipede!” 

“But you played that game all day… play some games with me~” He made you face him as he brought his face closer to yours, your lips inches apart. Your face turned even more red by this, he was trying to distract you. 

“I have to go back to the game I was playing…! I’m about to beat the level!” You squirmed in his arms, not wanting to leave him but too stubborn not to get him the gift and win the game. 

“Fine…” Tskasa pouted. He quickly kissed your cheek before letting you go again. “See ya later! Have fun!!” He waved before walking into the arcade, meeting up with his brother. 

“Hey Tsukasa… where is Y/n?” Amane asked, not seeing you with him. 

“They went back to that stupid centipede game…!” Tsukasa crossed his arms and pouted. 

“They've been playing that game all day… I wonder why…” His voice was sad, he hadn't seen much of you so when he saw you leave that game he thought it would be a good opportunity to pull you away. 

You ran back to the game, sliding your card over it and starting the game again. You looked at the game, determined to win this time. 

Round 1… completed

Round 2… completed

Round 3… completed 

Round 4… completed 

Round 5… completed 

Round 6… completed 

Round 7… completed

Round 8… completed 

Round 9… completed 

Final round… 

You smirked as you shot at the centipedes on the screen. You continued to shoot at the stupid bugs on the screen, aming for the head first before they could split. You memorized the pattern of the game by now and knew where to shoot. You saw the last centipede come down, shooting it before it could come close to you. Once it was dead the objects on the screen faded and spelled out the words victory. 

“YES!!!” You stood up and smiled brightly, happy you have finally won the hard game. You ran to the front, throwing your card into the employee’s face. 

“I will like the two cat plushies please!!” You leaned over the counter causing him to back up. 

“Yeah sure… the two big cats..” The guy grabbed the two cats and brought them to the counter, checking your card before handing both of them to you. 

“Here you go…” He said as you quickly grabbed them from him. 

“Thank you!!” You ran into the arcade again looking for the two twins. You walked around until you heard shouting coming from the back. You made your way to see Tsukasa and Amane playing a dancing game, completely destroying it. The way they both stepped at the same time on the same spots was incredible and they clearly worked up a crowd as well. 

“Amane! Tsukasa!” You shouted as you made your way to them.

“Y/n??” Tsukasa looked back to see you “Y/N!!!” He quickly ran off the platform, causing him to lose as he hugged you tightly.

“Tsukasa-” Amane looked confused until he saw you “Oh Y/n!” He quickly got off the platform as well, hugging you as well. The crowd looked disappointed as they walked away, the twins show over now. 

“Well…” You grabbed the two plushies as you handed them to the boys. The cat with the purple collar to Tsukasa and the cat with the red collar to Amane. “I got enough tickets to get these for you two! I thought of you when I saw them so I had to get it!” Your cheeks turned pink as you admitted it. 

“Oh… that's why you were at that game for hours..” Amane mumbled, examining the big cat you gave him. 

“Y/n been playing that game for us!! Thank you so much!” Tsukasa kissed your cheek, catching you off guard. 

“Ah! Tsukasa!” You blushed hard as you looked at him. 

“Tsukasa… that's not far..” Amane glared at his brother as he kissed your other cheek “I want to kiss them too…”

“Hehehe…~ I guess this is our thank you for our gift!” Tsukasa grinned.

“Ah Tsukasa… we need to go..” Amane interrupted his brother before they can go further with ‘thanking you’. 

“Awww okay… see you later Y/n!” He smiled and waved at you. 

“Yeah, see you at school!” Amane said as he followed his brother to the exit. 

“Yeah.. see you guys” You waved back, still in shock from the kiss.