#I'll put it in the chat later

[yesyourstalker]

Neta: ikkan.... ikkan... Babe. .. wake up we've landed

Noiji: WAKE UP... WE'RE HOME !!

Neta: (wheeze) noiji That's not funny heheh

Ikkan: *gasp* Damn it noiji!

Noiji: Wake up sleepy head. We're hoooom we're in haddaido

Ikkan: * stretch* mmmmm....uh

Neta: here's your bag babe... you sleep well?

Ikkan: yeah..... No not really...*yawn* let's go... our parents should be waiting for us in the airport.. We usually just sit down at the center clock. We usually meet up there

Neta: alright sounds good.....hey ikkan... they're ok with me being an octarian

Ikkan: they don't care about that babe... they've seen pictures they just want to know you. My mom especially...... you would like her.

Noiji: well I don't know about you. I'm going to eggmens fried rice shop.... can't believe it's not a global franchise yet Inkopolis just can't make a good bowl of rice like they can

Ikkan: no your not! we're going to her parents house! You can wait until then!

Noiji: but I want my coconut squid fried rice!!

Ikkan: why couldn't you just eat a meal on the plane if you're hungry?

Noiji: It wasn't hungry then. I'm hungry now! Also, I can't eat on a plane. It makes nauseous!

Ikkan: You didn't feel that way when you were scarfing down our bags of pretzels!

Noiji: That's different I-

Koi-koi (their mom): I hope those aren't my kids arguing in the middle of the airport!! That's certainly not how I raised them!

Noiji: mama!!

Ikkan: heh....hey mom...... hey dad

Noiji:hi pa!!

Merv (dad): hmm boys... Good to see you.

Koi-koi:... Ohhh look my little guppies... [Kiss] [kiss] ah... noiji... Look at you! You look more and more like your dad every day..........hm.... Can you see out that eye sweetie?

Noiji: nope..... can't see a thing.. I'm thinking of getting it removed and replacing it with a glass eye I found a guy who knows how to customize them. I'm going to see if he can make one out of a rock I found at the beach once

Koi-koi: ................................. You're very creative jiji...... maybe make one with a different eye color instead

Merv: I know a nice rock polisher who could do it for free..

Koi-koi: don't give him ideas...... ikkan...... ah your beard is getting fuller.... a little mustache... you're growing out your tentacles out too huh

Ikkan: yeah... I'm trying something new... I also forgot to shave last night

Merv: look nice......... might need to even it out a little

Koi-koi: well...... Maybe a little trim wouldn't hurt I don't want you to like a hermit, can't see that handsome face..(pat pat).... Mmm.. (pat pat pat).....mm.. Did you get the surgery?

Ikkan: mom!!.

Ko-koi: I'm just wondering. You can tell me, I'm your mother.......It just looks a little bit flatter here.. last time I saw you..(pat pat)...

Ikkan: mom. Please. Stop. We're in public.

Koi-koi:... maybe you just lost weight...... You look little underweight honey. Are you eating well?

Ikkan:im- ugh- Yes, I'm eating fine.........and yes I got top surgery

Koi-koi: That's great! You could've just said that. I've seen every bit and piece of you sweetie and I made you. okay? You don't need to be embarrassed about this.

Merv: let him have his privacy koi.

Koi-koi: I understand that Merv. I'm just asking a simple question- Oh!.... hahahaha.. I am so sorry!... you startled me a little bit!....... you must be Neta...you must be my son's boyfriend ...hehehe.... ikkan where did you find this cute boy...... Nice to meet you sweetheart. I'm sorry I'm just rambling on not even paying attention to you. How are you doing?

Neta: I'm doing great..uhhhhh

Koi-koi: I'm Koi-koi but you can call me koi ....this is my husband Merv. You two would get along I can just tell.

Neta: hello sir

Merv: ay just call me Merv son. No need for formalities. Never like being called sir

Neta: yeah, I don't like it either. It's good to meet you.

Koi-koi:.. welp! Let's be on our way. My husband's been going on and on about going to eggman's for dinner.... ugh.... I swear it's like he lives there

Merv: they make a good calamari stir fry

Noiji: yeah they do!

Koi-koi: soooo Neta.... ikkan told me you own a store in the mall. That's very impressive.

Neta: yeah. It's my pride and joy. I'm actually opening up another store in another mall is going to be a lot bigger than the one that I have now. It's going to be a big project next 3 years

Koi-koi: Oh that's great! good to see young people moving up in the world. I remember being young and ambitious... when I was your age I got hired onto a game company. It started out as a card game company we soon branched out to board games....*sigh*.. I used to be the CEO ....... Then I met Merv........ I left, moved to Krillarney, had kids and lived on a farm for 13 years. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It was.......*inhale...exhale*........... pure bliss

Neta: what made you come back here?

Koi-koi: The company was going under HA..... They called me back for help hahahahah.. I told him yes but I didn't want to be a CEO anymore. I'm just working on advertising and marketing..... They're branching out to video games... mostly arcade games. They're trying to put jump squid on a home console.....Ridiculous

(After meal)

Koi-koi: and we're home....

Neta: wow..... This place. Is really nice.

Merv: yep, nice penthouse..... Between you and me this is nothing but glorified condo.... heheh.... But what do I know I don't pay the mortgage. I'm just the maid.

Koi-koi: downstairs is the guest bedroom. This is our living room...our TV.. it's...its

Merv: 85in

Koi-koi: 85 in...yes...I just put in a little conversation pit that really ties the room together....the kitchen is open at any time of the day so if you want to eat something at night feel free...... The pool's downstairs. Next to the lobby entry, it's 24 hours. Though I do suggest you go around 2:00 and 6:00 That's when they re-salt the pool. If something does happen don't worry they have a respawn point. Noiji bedroom is up in the loft .... ikkan sweetie we converted your room into a little hobby space for your father.... that man and his doll houses....

Merv: they're called dioramas honey

Koi-koi: sure......We put all your stuff in the downstairs bedroom. Don't worry you put everything back in this place. We didn't ruin anything

Ikkan: The room with the platform...nice

Neta: your parents are Nice.

Ikkan: thanks

Neta:.. When we were going to tell me you were..... Wealthy

Ikkan:.... I don't know. I mean we didn't always live like this. We used to live in a small house in a small little village raising krill and then we moved here.... By the time we got to this place I was planning on moving out. I guess I didn't think about it. I'm sorry

Neta: oh ok babe it's fine [kiss].............heeey. you wanna-

Ikkan: No not at my parents house... [Kiss] Good night

Neta: aw....... night

(next morning)

Neta: morning koi

Koi-koi: morning sweetheart Good to see someone else waking up at 6:00 a.m.

Neta: yeah, I'm used to it... coffee?

Koi-koi: Yes, please

Neta: I was looking around your house. A lot of family pictures and a lot of artwork too...

Koi-koi: Yes I usually get them at auction mostly d'Alfonsino's

Neta: It's very nice.....*sip*

Koi-koi:................................I used to be in the military

Neta:....................

Koi-koi: except I was on the opposite side of course......... I was a medic during that time I used respawn people, help them with ink replenishment....... injuries............... deaths

Neta:...............mm

Koi-koi: I used to carry around an inzap just in case something happened to me... usually they would target the medics first so......[revealing octoling skull tattoo similar to Neta's inkling one

Neta:.......................

Koi-koi: Inkling soldiers weren't really talked about most of the time because we're where the poor kids. Call Street squids cuz most of us didn't go to school or couldn't go to school... after joining. Some who joined were just stupid and naive. Treating it like it was some sort of game like it was turf war and not actual war....*sip* sometimes I feel like I'm still back there.... what a load of shit

Neta: hehehe I feel that...... I'm guessing you went back to work to keep yourself busy

Koi-koi: *sigh*..........yep.....

Neta: ......................does it get easier the older you get dealing with it?

Koi-koi: Yes it does. It gets easier. There's going to be sometimes where it's not......but the older you get the more experiences you gain. It gets easier going on..........

Neta:.......mm good........*sip*

Koi-koi:. If you need anything, anything at all sweetie just call me.

Neta: You said you worked at the game company that did jump squid right? Tenatron?

Koi-koi: yeah

Neta: do you think it's possible

(Epilogue)

Delivery man: hey this is.........rock shock? Is this the right place right?

Mahi: Yes, how can I help you?

Delivery man: I got a delivery here from Tenatron. I just need someone to sign.

Mahi: uh... uh.. ok.... The owner isn't here right now. He's going to be gone for a week or so.

Delivery man: thank you yeah he already paid for the setup and everything. It'll just be an hour

(hour later)

Delivery man: All right, you're all set. Enjoy your game console...... Promotional signs and advertisements are all in this box.

Mahi: 'jump squid three. octo invasion!' how the hell did he get this!? I thought this game wasn't even out yet!

{text}

Neta: mahi delivery just got sent to my store Just sign the paperwork and they'll do the rest.

Mahi: already did

Neta: They also bought some advertisement signs. Hang up in the front of the store once they're done

Mahi: ok

Neta: also tell Warabi that koi said hi sweetie pie

Mahi: ?????

Neta: Just do it

{End of text }

Mahi was caught having a fighting fight with @fish-at-fish-fish-resort

[pollen]

i'm tired of doing work that alienates me from myself. i miss teaching composition and being a writing coach! i miss fostering a community around the joy of self-discovery through creation! i miss feeling like my editing skillset is being put to truly good use!

so, in addition to my usual reblogged posts, you'll probably be seeing original content from me more often, since this is a platform where i feel this can be possible.

here are just some things that i'd like to do here and that i'd like you all to be part of in any capacity that you wish:

offer editing services to writers on tumblr, including developmental, copy, and line editing, as well as proofreading

provide resources about composition, content, marketing, or any combination of the above

collaborate with writers who might need support in communicating their story, message, or intention, in the form of writing coaching

share insights on marketing to shed light on messaging tactics and strategies used and lift the veil over what marketing materials are actually saying

establish a community of writers and editors, where we can benefit from a supportive and encouraging environment and form lasting connections

i just feel so strongly this is what i'm meant to do. i hope you'll all find value in this as i work toward creating a life for myself i love to live :)

with all that said, my editing and writing coaching services are yours for free, as long as that's viable! i'm a message away if anyone is needing some creative support <3

[todayisafridaynight]

no ones ever gonna understand how much i love daigo doin this stupid shit after dissolving the tojo

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Yeah I'll try not to post much here (ADHD memory I'll try my best) for the strike as it's all I can do, maybe some Palestine posting for it too, so I'll save ask answers and fnaf posting for afterwards. There's currently a big ol' storm here at the moment making the internet a bit spotty so it's not like it's easy to post right now anyway so you're not really gonna be missing much

And to the anon in my inbox, hi I see you. You're not annoying or anything with your asks I'm just slow and now participating in the strike so I'm sorry but you'll probably be waiting a spell for those answers. Doing what I can, even if it's tiny, is more important right now I feel

[risingsunresistance]

here, limbo post but im leaving it in python because i dont wanna fix up the odd spacing that is a result of me deciding to put all of this in python

[coffee-dere]

Do you own any KAngel/NSO merch? >0<

As of right now, unfortunately... No... (╥﹏╥)

But, I'm currently saving up for an Ame-chan cosplay and this figure!! She looks so cute aaa I need it

And I've been keeping an eye out for posters and such!! If I ever get anything I'll definitely post about it non-stop, so you all look forward to it!

[pyrriax]

hi everyone remind me to never look at deviantart again

[volivolition]

i have cleared out my drafts a little bit... still got a bunch of things in there i want to post but i got some of it out at least? i will continue... later...

[meowstix]

actually fuck it. beyblade tag has been kinda slow.

[harrowharkwife]

swear to god if i open a fanfic ONE MORE TIME only to be greeted with an author's note saying "i asked chatgpt to tell me a story about-" i am going to go fucking NUCLEAR

[astrxealis]

good night! <3

[neverendingford]

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[lxnarphase]

━━ ❝ the way of the househusband ❞

☾₊‧⁺...cw : househusband!fushiguro toji x fem!reader, you are megumi's mom, flirting, playful banter, just overall silly and cute domestic life

☾₊‧⁺...lunar's note : just some simple lil toji hcs of him as a househusband! i need some sweet stuff of him without a lot of sexual stuff in it bc let's be real, in a domestic setting he's probably just a big clingy and mildly annoying bear husband

f. toji is never going to complain about being the one staying home, watching over the little gremlin that is megumi. he's got his own ways of bringing in money with that friend of his, shiu, but he's more than content to being the one in the frilly pink apron, cooking for you and the lil' man.

toji didn’t ever expect to get married, especially after how he was treated as a zenin. he didn't know much about love or how to connect with people, let alone you. but when you handed his ass to him with no struggle and a pretty smile on your face at the gym, he knew he wanted you. two years later and a shit load of aggressive flirting, toji ends up with you as his spouse and he wouldn't have it any other way.

so imagine toji's surprise when he's genuinely excited when you tell him your pregnant. he's excited but scared. him? a father? there's no way in hell he has any idea what to do, his own father was nothing but a piece of shit...so what if he turns out like him? but the moment you pop that big headed little fucker out of you, toji can't help but grin, that excitement of being a father and creating memories with this tiny little thing erasing all his fears.

whenever you come home from work, toji's usually in the living room with little megumi, who forced him to take part in the exercise part of his favorite kids show. you don't know how megumi, your one year old baby who still talked in little babbles, forced his massive giant of a father who could kill a man with a look to do 'exercise for baby,' but you know better than to question it when you see the two touching their toes in front of the tv.

sometimes, he's in the kitchen, however, wearing that 'kiss the cook' apron you got for his birthday. toji always wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you into a kiss, muttering a 'welcome home’ against your lips before poking your side and going back to what he was doing, proud grin on his face at the little screech he gets from you.

he's started to get better at dodging your hands when you go to poke him back, skirting around the table before going to scoop megumi up. “you would never do such an act in front of 'gumi, would you? what if he starts going around poking girls in their sides, hm? then i'll have to explain to his teacher that his mama can't keep 'er hands to herself.”

toji's got you there...so you back off, opting to press a kiss to babygumi’s little forehead, taking him from your husband’s arms when he makes grabby hands at you. you savor the betrayed look on toji's face, sticking your tongue out at him. he scoffs, rolling his eyes before going back to make sure dinner wasn’t burnt. he’ll get you back for stealing his son from him.

despite what people might think, there’s not really a 'dominant' person in the relationship. when together, the two of you give off some of the most intimidating vibes because of the sheer power the both of you carry. it's not even put off by little megumi, because if he notices his parents looking at you in disgust, he's gonna give you one that's even worse.

toji will never forget the day the three of you went to the grocery store, him in his usual black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, you in one of those same shirts and leggings with megumi in the kiddie seat in the shopping cart, eating from the little snack pack toji made for him. toji swears he walked away for three fucking seconds, and he came back to some...fucker getting ready to chat you up. it’s no surprise anyone that he gets pissed, ready to storm over there and make it clear you're taken.

however, it's clear you don't need him to step in, and damn, you look...really hot telling this dude off, angrily flashing your ring when he wouldn't back off. god, he wishes he could marry you again. toji doesn’t even know what you told the guy, and he's tempted to playfully ask megumi what happened, knowing his lil' man would try to respond in babbles and coos.

“he said you crawled out from the trash, toj, i can't stand for that! he could’ve done you some justice and said you crawled out of the deepest pits of hell, so I had to educate him on that. besides, he called you my boyfriend and I almost punched his face.”  “yeah? hm, i’m glad you didn’t, babe, we don’t want to get kicked out the store.”  “i don’t know, i think an imprint of my ring in his forehead would get the message across.”  “well, next time, how about we just kiss like we haven't seen each other in 15 years? not a fan of showing out to some dude, but i'd do it for you, sweetheart.”  “mmn!”  “right, lil' man? mama's so mean t' me, it's a good idea.”  “gumiiii, you're supposed to be on my side!”

occassionally, when you're at work, toji'll just talk to megumi, the little one nice and comfy on his chest.

one habit he'll never get out of is randomly calling you throughout the day when he's particularly bored and missing you. if you don't answer, toji will just leave you a message, usually about how badly he wants you to come home, groaning about how tired he is but he can't sleep without you in his arms, without you playing with his hair until he falls asleep. he's so in love with you, it's almost makes you dizzy.

you'll never forget the day you come home to toji and baby megumi in the front yard, crouched down around...something. parking in the driveway, you make your way over and see what they're looking at. it's...a kitten and a puppy, two tiny little things playfighting with each other. neither one of them say anything, just looking at the two creatures. you sigh, knowing exactly what this means.

"...give them appropriate names and make vet appointments. we aren't naming the dog 'hot dog' and we aren't naming the cat 'kitten'." "i told you it would work, lil' man."

all rights reserved © lxnarphase | do not repost, copy, translate, or alter my work

[todayisafridaynight]

Oh yeah they shared a very obvious Kazumaji image and people treated it as though RGGS was held at gunpoint to do it lmaooo

a link woulda been appreciated 😩 i feel like i remember that happening tho- i just didnt look into the Supposed backlash

[emberwhite]

I spent the last 11 months working with my illustrator, Marta, to make the children's book of my dreams. We were able to get every detail just the way I wanted, and I'm very happy with the final result. She is the best person I have ever worked with, and I mean, just look at those colors!

I wanted to tell that story of anyone's who ever felt that they didn't belong anywhere. Whether you are a nerd, autistic, queer, trans, a furry, or some combination of the above, it makes for a sad and difficult life. This isn't just my story. This is our story.

I also want to say the month following the book's launch has been very stressful. I have never done this kind of book before, and I didn't know how to get the word out about it. I do have a small publishing business and a full-time job, so I figured let's put my some money into advertising this time. Indie writers will tell you great success stories they've had using Facebook ads, so I started a page and boosting my posts.

Within a first few days, I got a lot of likes and shares and even a few people who requested the book and left great reviews for me. There were also people memeing on how the boy turns into a delicious venison steak at the end of the book. It was all in good fun, though. It honestly made made laugh. Things were great, so I made more posts and increased spending.

But somehow, someway these new posts ended up on the wrong side of the platform. Soon, we saw claims of how the book was perpetuating mental illness, of how this book goes against all of basic biology and logic, and how the lgbtq agenda was corrupting our kids.

This brought out even more people to support the book, so I just let them at it and enjoyed my time reading comments after work. A few days later, then conversation moved from politics to encouraging bullying, accusing others of abusing children, and a competition to who could post the most cruel image. They were just comments, however, and after all, people were still supporting the book.

But then the trolls started organizing. Over night, I got hit with 3 one-star reviews on Amazon. My heart stopped. If your book ever falls below a certain rating, it can be removed, and blocked, and you can receive a strike on your publishing account. All that hard work was about to be deleted, and it was all my fault for posting it in the wrong place.

I panicked, pulled all my posts, and went into hiding, hoping things would die down. I reported the reviews and so did many others, but here's the thing you might have noticed across platforms like Google and Amazon. There are community guidelines that I referenced in my email, but unless people are doing something highly illegal, things are rarely ever taken down on these massive platforms. So those reviews are still there to this day. Once again, it's my fault, and I should have seen it coming.

Luckily, the harassment stopped, and the book is doing better now, at least in the US. The overall rating is still rickety in Europe, Canada, and Australia, so any reviews there help me out quite a lot. I'm currently looking for a new home to post about the book and talk about everything that went into it. I also love to talk about all things books if you ever want to chat. Maybe I'll post a selfie one day, too. Otherwise, the book is still on Amazon, and the full story and illustrations are on YouTube as well if you want to read it for free.

[whateveriwant]

I know you already did the 141 boys when their wife gives birth (which was fantastic btw) but maybe if they missed the birth because of a mission or whatever else your brilliant mind can think of!

Don't give me compliments because then I'll follow you home like a cat and you'll never get rid of me 😖

Price

(This goes for all the men, really) but he's absolutely gutted to not be with you as you're giving birth

Honestly, if he had the choice, he would've rather lobbed off his own arm than miss such a momentous occasion in both your lives

It’s nothing less than the literal fate of the world that's keeping him from you, and he makes sure to reiterate that over and over again

The only thing that gives Price a bit of peace of mind when leaving you at a time like this is knowing you have a strong support system to help you through it

And boy oh boy does he put those friends and family members to use by having them constantly text him with every update imaginable

What time your water breaks, how far apart your contractions are, how much you've dilated, so on and so on. He wants to know it all

While he has to remain focused during the bulk of the mission, when he's able to, he's whipping out his phone to scroll through the literal hundreds of messages that await him

The updates are so plentiful and detailed that if he tries hard enough, he can almost pretend like he was right there beside you all along

And once he gets to the pictures of you holding your little one for the first time, well… he's not afraid to admit that he sheds a manly tear or two at the sight

Soap

He kicked up quite the storm at work when he realized he was going to be missing the birth of his child

He did everything in his power to try to get out of the mission – to try to get back to you – but, ultimately, he had no other choice than to go

But he's not just going to go gently into the night. No, he has a few tricks up his sleeve to make it as if he's still there with you in some capacity

Like Price, Soap takes comfort in leaving you with a huge support system to help while he's away

And also similarly, he's recruiting your loved ones (more so their phones) into letting him video chat with you whenever he gets the opportunity

(Does that mean he snuck his unauthorized smartphone into the middle of a battlefield? …. Yes. Yes, he did. .……....… Don't tell Price)

You'll be in the midst of a call with him and a bullet will fly right by his head and embed itself in the wall behind him

Of course, this has you incredibly concerned, worrying over how you're distracting him when he should be focused on his mission

But he assures you there's no need to fret, dear. He's perfectly safe and everything’s completely fine

(Oh, and just disregard that sound in the background, hun. No, it wasn't a bomb. Heavens, no! It was a… a… piano falling out a window)

Gaz

Even when he's away on mission during normal circumstances, he's calling home all the time to check in with you

But given your current state, now he's checking in twice as much as he usually does

Expect a minimum of three calls a day just to ensure things are still all hunky dory on your end

It's during one of these calls that your water breaks, and as you fly into a state of panic, forgetting everything you're supposed to do, Gaz has to calmly walk you through the steps of what you'd planned

He's able to talk you down and make sure you get yourself to the hospital in one piece, but then after that call, weirdly, you don't hear from him again

It's not until several hours later when you've already delivered your child that you're awoken by the feeling of someone beside your bed

You look to see who it is and it's none other than Gaz himself – still dressed in his full gear, covered in all sorts of dirt and grime, a hushed apology pouring from his mouth

He's so sorry he couldn't get there quick enough, beautiful. He left as soon as he could once he'd pulled a few strings with Price

But you don't even care about the excuse because you're quickly enveloping him in a hug. With tears in your eyes, you assure him it's alright. He's here now, and that's all that matters to you

Ghost

When he was informed he was being shipped off to a remote location less than a month before your due date, he was livid

No phone, no radio, no communication of any kind with the outside world and he was supposed to be okay with that? He very much wasn't

The higher-ups had to really hammer home the whole “safety of the world” thing to convince Ghost to go, and even when he did, he did so grudgingly

He finds that as he sits in this shoddy shack halfway across the planet from you, all he can do is keep a mental tally of everything he’s missing

Going with you to your final check ups, helping you pack your hospital bag, holding your hand as you begin to push, etc. etc. etc.

But what about things he might not know about? What if something's gone wrong while he's been away?

He can't let himself think on it too much because he'll end up putting his fist through the drywall, and he needs at least one good hand to hold his child with when he meets them for the first time

Seven weeks, four days, and nine hours after he shipped out, Ghost is on a plane back home

He doesn't stop to talk to anyone when he touches down at base (not even to report to his superiors). He just gets into his car and books it, not letting off the gas until he's parked outside your home again

And when he finally reaches the front door, an unexpected tremor passing through him as he grabs for the handle, he closes his eyes, takes in a deep breath, and walks inside, beginning the next chapter of his life