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lazuroleplaypersonal replied to your post ““Mama? Why’s everyone calling Papa ‘grandpa?’ ” “I have no idea, hun....”

"i still have no tags for this blog mate didn't you make takes earlier

// Not for the dash commentary stuff, no. I think I only did some of the musings and the reblogged artwork tags so far.

#{✘; out of carrots (ooc) }#lazuroleplaypersonal #((i actually had to double check though lol))#((can i even call it dash commentary if it's literally just me talking about my own posts--))

“Mama? Why’s everyone calling Papa ‘grandpa?’ ”

“I have no idea, hun. Maybe it’s because he likes bingo so much.” Slight pause. “They’d better not start calling me grandma.”

#((i still have no tags for this blog but here's a thing))#((icon: なる wish field pixiv))#((icon: deadlyflume deviantart))

sara-plutonium

new dads are so cute. he lp

#{✉; just remember: you have a family to think about! (olimar) }#{✉; no fair! you went and snuck off on an expedition without me! (sage) }

So. Mrs. Greenhorn. You've heard about the existence of two more alternate-universe versions of your grandson, right?

A new message! Granny Greenhorn set her knitting needles and her fortieth handmade Pikmin sweater onto the growing pile by the rocking chair, and picked up the HocPad lying on the coffee table for a closer look. She squinted, having just a bit of difficulty reading those small words on-screen.“Mmm, let’s have a look... maybe Louie got that sweater I sent him...”She’d even personalized that one--more than usual, anyway. Blue, extra soft, with ‘GRANDMA’S LITTLE ANGEL!’ knitted on the front. (And the back.) It would keep him nice and warm, all the way out in space. She was sure of it.She skimmed over the message... and found that it wasn’t one from her grandson at all, but something from an absolute stranger! And according to this stranger, she apparently had...“Two more alternate-universe versions of my grandson?”A pause.A blink.“...whuh?”What did that mean? Spam, maybe. She’ll just ask Louie about that later... if she remembers, that is.

#((she doesn't even realize it lmao her name is literally granny greenhorn but she's talking about a different louie altogether))#((*waves goodbye to one louie* ''i'll see you later; sweetie! remember to cook your food thoroughly before eating it!!''))#((*sees an entirely different louie three seconds later* ''oh; you're back; that was a short trip--''))

naru-wishfield

“White pikmin!?” [plastic bag] “……” “Olimar.” “Let’s go home.” “Oh, yes…” “I’ll make your favorite soup for dinner today.”

#{✉; just remember: you have a family to think about! (olimar) }#{✉; calm; elegant; solemn; and capable of great kindness. (paulina) }

themilliemania

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I believe the morning sun Always going to shine again And I believe a pot pf gold Waits at every rainbow’s end Oh I believe in roses kissed with dew Why shouldn’t I believe the same in you?

#{✉; i'll be just as great as my papa someday! just wait and see! (musings; sage) }#((my interpretation of sage is literally just space elf ness apparently lmao))

gentlefluff

https://www.instagram.com/p/BlK8gN_hWx5/

#{✉; at my age; reminiscing is wonderful... (musings; louisa) }#((''grandma; cheesepuff is too big; you can't knit a sweater for him--'' ''watch me; dearie''))

stuffantangs

fam

#{✉; just remember: you have a family to think about! (olimar) }#{✉; calm; elegant; solemn; and capable of great kindness. (paulina) }#{✉; no fair! you went and snuck off on an expedition without me! (sage) }#{✉; aren't i proper; papa? (libra) }

“I wonder if those creatures my grandson travels with ever get cold, while they’re off exploring on that planet...” Hm. She does have a lot of yarn, and an awful lot of time. Her sweet Cricket was always a quiet boy, but with him gone, the house seems so much emptier... a hobby ought to do her some good, to keep her mind off of things. Besides, the little ones would look so cute, in tiny sweaters! “...how many of them were there, again?” The cat curled on her lap gave a content purr in response, not much for conversation. She would ask her grandson, but Cricket usually didn’t respond to his e-mails until later on in the day--and she could easily have quite a few of them done, by then. So, she’ll pick up her old needles, lean back on her rocking chair, listen to her favorite daytime soap opera, and start knitting sweaters, one by one. Those Pickle-men were going to make up the coziest expedition team on PNF-404, mark her words.

#((i just remembered cricket was bug uncle's childhood nickname--so i guess i'll have her use that when referring to him))#((i logged onto tumblr meaning to write something about isabelle in smash and here i am with this))#((local grandma makes sweaters for four hundred alien ants))#((icon: @ fight-me-daddy))

nesps

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What a peaceful song for a quaint, small place to call “home”.

#{✉; mother knows best. (musings; paulina) }#{✉; at my age; reminiscing is wonderful... (musings; louisa) }#((gonna change louie's grandmother's other tag in a bit; since this one's more fitting for a musing tag))#((she has so few emails that it's difficult to pull quotes for her lmao so i have to actually think of a decent one))#((anyway listen i still love the undertale soundtrack and this absolutely belongs here))

rxvenous‌:

You’re like family to us…

And that was what broke him. Melting into Paulina’s hug, he started practically wailing, so many tears and emotions he’d been bottling up released all at once. In the heat of the moment, he didn’t care that he was, from his perspective, bothering her. He just needed to let everything out, all the guiltguiltguiltguiltguilt.

“Wh-at did I do to des-erve you…?” he choked out between sobs as his hands tightened in her shirt and he buried his face into her shoulder.

Paulie held him closer, her own eyes tearing up a bit, one hand gently patting Lou’s back. There wasn’t much she could say at the moment, she knew; words could wait until later, after he’d calmed down and was ready to talk. Right now, all he needed was to get everything out--all of those negative emotions, those bottled-up fears and doubts--and for someone to simply be there for him. And they were no longer alone. Libby’s voice carried from several rooms away as she rushed towards the kitchen, somehow not waking her sleeping father up in the process. “Moooom! Sage won’t let me play my gaaaaaame! He said he needs to use a phone to save, but I saw him walk by three, and--” Libby’s voice cut short. Her little pout immediately softened into a look of concern as she stared at her mother and Lou... though she’d remained by the doorway, almost afraid to intrude.

“Why is Mr. Louie crying? Did something bad happen?”

#rxvenous #((and here comes another member of ravie's new adoptive family--))#((it's only a matter of time before she's complaining about HIM taking too long playing video games; i'm sure))#((icon: @ fight-me-daddy))

// Louie’s grandma commenting on every photo he uploads

#{✘; out of carrots (ooc) }#((louie's status on hocotatian facebook: ''almost got eaten by another bug today''))#((her reply: ''you are becoming an extraordinary young man and we're all very proud of you. we love you! xoxo. love; grandma :)''))

bugmangaka

me, watching that whole exchange unfold: h h h hH H H h H H HHH

t o o m u c h p r e c i o u s

@newmessagereceived and @rxvenous

#{✉; calm; elegant; solemn; and capable of great kindness. (paulina) }#{✉; if things get tough; you can always come home. (louie) }#save tag tbt #((I LOVE THIS! THANK YOU SO MUCH.....))#((of course this is okay!! tbh i'm so glad to hear you liked that thread and this is absolutely adorable))#((louie is indeed precious and paulie will personally fight anyone who upsets him lol))#((*louie voice* ''i'm not your actual son--'' *paulie voice* ''okay. whatever you say; hun''))

therpmemeshop

“Steamed Hams” Sentence Starters

Sentence starters from the “Steamed Hams” skit from the Simpsons episode “22 Short Films About Springfield”.

“Well, (name), I made it, despite your directions.” “I hope you’re prepared for an unforgettable luncheon.” “Oh Gods! My roast is ruined!” “But what if I were to purchase fast food and disguise it as my own cooking?” “Hahaha, delightfully devilish, (name).” “I was just, uh, stretching my calves on the windowsill.” “Isometric exercise. Care to join me?” “Why is there smoke coming out of your oven?” “I hope you’re ready for mouthwatering hamburgers.” “I thought we were having steamed clams.” “No, I said steamed hams. That’s what I call hamburgers.” “It’s a regional dialect.” “Oh no, not in Utica, it’s an Albany expression.” “You know, these hamburgers are quite similar to the ones they have at (restaurant).” “And you call them steamed hams despite the fact that they’re obviously grilled?” “You know, one thing I should- uh, excuse me for one second.” “That was wonderful. Good time was had by all. I’m pooped.” “Good lord, what is happening in there?” “Aurora borealis? At this time of year, at this time of day, in this part of the country, localized entirely within your kitchen?” “(Name), the house is on fire!” “Well, (name), you are an odd fellow, but I must say, you steam a good ham.”

#((of course this would be the first meme i'd reblog on here lol))

bugmangaka

“Pet Pikmin”

I….. don’t think that’s the best idea-

#{✉; aren't i proper; papa? (libra) }#{✉; just remember: you have a family to think about! (olimar) }#{✉; our dog; bulbie; has been acting like a pig! (bulbie) }

// Mini tag drop! More will be added later.

#{✉; just remember: you have a family to think about! (olimar) }#{✉; if things get tough; you can always come home. (louie) }#{✉; calm; elegant; solemn; and capable of great kindness. (paulina) }#{✉; no fair! you went and snuck off on an expedition without me! (sage) }#{✉; aren't i proper; papa? (libra) }#{✉; our dog; bulbie; has been acting like a pig! (bulbie) }#{✉; at my age; reminiscing is wonderful... (louisa) }

linguinis-mansion

Olimar and his girlfriend/fiancee at the time… I took some creative liberties with her design, wah

this breaks my heart because they were probably so happy and in love when they were young wild and free and then life and work and stress and finances took its toll on their marriage and family life later on

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#{✉; just remember: you have a family to think about! (olimar) }#{✉; calm; elegant; solemn; and capable of great kindness. (paulina) }

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