#normal rat

[harryssanc]

oops

My sister found out I impulsively bought baby rats a few weeks ago but I don't want to keep them and I've been planning on giving them to my older brother for his birthday in November. I'm just socializing them for now and collecting toys and stuff for them for now, they're coming along well and getting used to being picked up and stuff. Their personalities are coming out a lot too and they're very sweet. I'm sure he'll love them when the time comes and the cage for them is already at my my mom's too.

[minnnieminmin]

Chris Pratt using his normal voice as Garfield meanwhile Robert Pattinson over here using his most fucked up gremlin voice to play a bird that you wouldn't even know it was him until you saw the credits

[codgod-moved]

in a competition with myself to see how big i can draw missa’s hair before it just completely takes over

[mrghostrat]

the perfect black on black on black combo for crowley vibes at poetry night 🤌

[canisalbus]

gothic lolita machete came to me in a dream

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[ratsname]

Really felt it when the singing man said:

"Hello, welcome, why don't you take a seat? Get comfortable, relax, take a second if you need to. Now what's bothering you? Well, why don't we start at the beginning. Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence? Did you have xenon orchid sinews spilling down the outer center of your blooming Escher/Mandelbrot head? And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven-knuckle thumbs, did you get along well with the Gideon Bugler pineal glands? Your projector eyes casting sci-fi's on your STR'd strands? Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under Bacchus' bloody nose. Did Namibian Himbas tie-dye you, your ears pierced with a Phineas Gage flagpole, did you die before your day? Thursday traction, Tuesday titration, my hope is to assess through my objective report of your subjective conjecture. Whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this transorbital ice pick. Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea? It's about the best we could come up with, what, you think ideas spread because they're good? No, they spread because people like them. So now here we are once again, holding as it were, a mirror up to your mirror. I guess it's just something people do"

[hellishgayliath]

@intotheelliwoods can I bet that peepaw was trying so hard not to cry while he was saying his goodbyes to everyone and then breaks out the waterworks after he and cj leave

and i for one love the idea of the scarf being handmade, it just seems to hold so much more sentimental value CUZ ITS MADE OF LOVE

[ghouljams]

gross könig with a darling with no refractory period, she comes and shes shaking and is immediately back up like the undertaker to jump his bones

shes about to lure that monster of a man into a false sense of security to drain his balls every fuckin night

könig might be trying fuck her til she passes out but shes literally suckin it til hes shivering and shooting blanks and having dry Os

(i wanna put this on anon mode im so embarrassed rn)

This is just seer!König and fae!liebling

Shaking, gasping for breath with tears streaming down you face. König panting over you, his hair hanging over you as he watches you twist your fingers in the blankets. You whimper, and push your hips back against his cock, silently begging for more. Another and another and another. You want more. He fucks you so good, hits so deep and aching, you can feel it in your stomach. Sometimes when he's particularly rough with you your insides hurt for a while after, a dull throbbing proof that König was there. You live for that feeling. You push your hips back. König shudders.

"Meine liebling," he pants, "you can't-" you bounce yourself on his cock, still desperately hard inside you, and he moans. "Shieß," he swears, settling his big hands on your shoulders and leaning his weight on them. You're thoroughly pinned as he pistons his cock into you, you hardly have the time to feel the moans he forces out of you before their sound fills the room. Good, good, he fucks you like he doesn't care if it hurts, like he hopes it hurts, good. You bite the quilt because the drool pooling under your parted lips is starting to get annoying. The smack of his hips against your ass is music to your ears, his grunts and moans your symphony, you've never been happier. He slows, and you can feel the shudder of his muscles. "Can't," he tells, "you've-"

You don't let him finish whatever bullshit he was going to spout off. There's no can't. He said he was going to fill you full, you're not full yet. You hook a leg around his hip and throw your weight to switch positions. König's back hits the bed and you bounce on his lap, facing the wrong way but good enough. You roll your hips and feel his fat cock twitch inside you. His hands grab at your waist to keep you still, they don't stop you from fucking yourself on him, really they just keep you from falling off when he bucks up into you. You can feel his back arch, feel his cock pulse and his blood thrum with orgasm, but... nothing. You must have drained him dry last round, doesn't matter, you still haven't finished enjoying him. You give him a moment to collect himself, pulling off to readjust to facing him. His fingers tighten their grip on you, his groan almost pained when you sink down onto his cock again.

"You said no tapping out," you remind him. He grits his teeth, hands sliding up your body to grab your throat.

"I'm not," he growls. Something in your comment must give him a fifth wind, making him plant his feet and fuck into your needy hole just like he did hours ago. God you don't think you could ever get used to him.

[smforstardust]

i think in a modern rdr au arthur would still end up dying of tuberculosis because dutch is anti-vax because he believes the government plants trackers in your body through them

[frnkiebby]

two pixel sewer rats for you guys~🎃

[nerves-nebula]

what if it was like this. what then.

[failed-inspection]

Another Spearmaster detail I wished was talked about or explored more because In all honesty, it makes feel So Normal /pos, is the fact in some of their sleep screens, they draw an iterator with a frown or themself with a smile

While these are both very small details, it does open up some very interesting implications

1: The fact that Spearmaster is intelligent enough to understand that frowning/smiling could represent different emotions, and draws themself/the iterators frowning/smiling despite neither of them having a mouth, alongside most likely never seeing a creature with an ability to smile/frown

2: The fact this heavily implies that they knew at least one of the iterators they were familiar with was unhappy, the iterator drawn here is most likely either Suns or Pebbles as well since those would the the iterators they were most familiar with... (I'm personally leaning on the former, since Suns is the iterator who's puppet they would have most likely seen the most, since they only did visit Pebbles once before their second mission... I wonder if that means they noticed how upset/distraught Suns was before they sent them out on their second delivery...)

That's not even mentioning some of the other drawings they do, which have different, but in all honesty equally interesting implications, such as how they draw a rot cyst in one of their sleep screens

This is probably me overthinking things, but, the best way I can explain how I feel about it knowing what rot is... It makes me sad in the same way a bird imitating the sound of a chainsaw would, they don't know that this thing, this monster, was brought into existence by the first message they delivered, the message they were made to deliver

[cxlandine]

ik it would fuck so much shit up probably, but if they faked wanda's death next to lucy and yolanda's bodies they might actually have convinced ruben to change sides...

[marc--chilton]

house finding wilson ""interesting"" amongst a literal crowd of thousands is one thing but then to be proven right later when wilson flips his lid at a bar. theyre literally fanfiction but real but not

[chaotic--pan]

The Master, after turning the entire human race into himself: The human race always was your favorite (Am I your favorite now? Do you love me now like you loved them? Are you gonna stay with me forever? Are we gonna travel the universe together? Do you love me now like you loved them?)