#'rats' off to you

[rinksrats]

nasturtiums: victory in struggle

[perpetuallyboo]

The posts ive seen about "I really hope the bad kids dont hurt the rat grinders :(" is giving the same energy as the hangman to fabian going "we should be nice to her cause if we just keep being nice to her then she'll stop being so mean!!"

[ruurat]

consent form (yes/no)

name: 日向 創

[canisalbus]

gothic lolita machete came to me in a dream

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[midnightorchids]

Jason shivered as he peered out of the old window of your shared apartment. He stared at the blanket of snow that draped the trees and he tugged his sweater tighter against his chest.

“Why are you sitting by the window Jay, it’s freezing,” you asked, setting down two cups of chai on the coffee table. They sat next to Jason’s long forgotten book and you smiled reading the title—Matilda.

Jason often brought out books from childhood during the colder months and he had a particular liking towards Matilda. You always assumed that it was because he saw a glimpse of himself in the odd story. Maybe he found a sense of comfort in it.

“I don’t know, it’s beautiful out though,” he replied, pulling you out of your thoughts. You stared out the window and nodded. Jason was not wrong. Despite the harsh weather conditions, the scenery was breathtaking. Pearly crystals gently tickled down and covered the lawn like an elegant rug. The street lights were on and the entire atmosphere felt cosy and welcoming.

Jason took a sip of his tea and hummed in delight. The sweetness of the chai had reached deep within his soul and warmed his heart. He leaned back against the couch and reached for your hand. You were quick to intertwine your fingers together. You brought his knuckles close to you and placed a gentle kiss on his hand.

For a while, it was quiet. You both stayed there, sipping your tea while enjoying each other’s company and the view. But then, the silence became dull. You decided to reach over to the table and grab the old book. You pushed it towards Jason and he stared at you in confusion.

“Read to me,” you said and he grinned. Jason took the copy from your hands and flipped to the first page, wanting to read to you from the beginning of the story.

You liked watching him read out loud. He always got this excited look in his eyes and a narrative tone in his voice. He often put on different voices for characters and he especially exaggerated the tones when he read children’s books. It was no surprise when he gave the worst voice to Harold Wormwood and a silly high pitched one to Miss Honey.

The rest of your evening was spent reading and in fits of giggles. There was no other way you’d spend your night. This was truly the best.

[doctorsiren]

he’s mad she ratted him out

[ylissebian]

PHIL DAY PHIL DAY PHIL DAY

@amazingphil thanks for shaping my personality for the last decade may u have the loveliest birthday ^_^

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You're mine now, old man.

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[marclef]

Day 8 of uhhhh...... Pizza?

after an exciting day of a burning palm tree taking our power out, i've finally finished today's art! Eyhm is all dressed up, and ready to go out for Halloween!! 😊✨

she is now 100% certified rat.

but don't worry; Fake Peppino knows better than to harm her 😉

[ramblingoak]

He is so very limber

📷: Nathan Goldsworthy

[biblically-accurate-dca]

moon n ballora

[martincrushcameback]

Honestly @ranfordgallus inspired this with their propaganda poster lol.

W/out text below

[maegalkarven]

I keep thinking about how from all of the Dead Three' Chosen, Gortash is the only one offering an alliance, and why is that.

It stirs from their goals, I believe.

Orin's ultimate goal is Bhaal's goal, i.e. the destruction of the world.

What is Ketheric's ultimate goal I know not, but I suspect his ultimate goal has been achieved already - Isobel is alive, and now all what's left for him is to serve Myrkul for the miracle of bringing his daughter back.

Gortash's goal is world domination. And, as we could see in Control the Elder Brain ending, world domination is a...lonely thing.

In the end there is no one but you and your army of thralls. No one to see you shine, no one to bask in your glory.

And if there's no one to see you rule, then are you even ruling?

I think of Jaheira's comment about what "of course Gortash is genuine, he needs someone to bask in his glory".

And this is why he ultimately seeks an alliance with Tav/Durge, this is why he specifically requires his ally to be his equal.

Because, maybe subconsciously, but he knows what the power he seeks is a lonely business. And he wants, no, needs someone to witness his greatness, someone he can share it with, someone who could GET it.

He genuinely plans to share his rule and power with another person because he needs someone - equal to him - to see and acknowledge his success. That's why, ironically, he can be a legit ally if your actions and goals do not contradict his.

This is why it's "our tyranny".

And that's so fucking sad.

[drdemonprince]

last time i had a plumber over i got so bored i crowdfunded a friend's $4000 face cyst surgery

[loserboyfriendrjl]

sirius was the first one of the marauders to complete his animagus transformation (about a week or so before james) and they saw he was a big, scary, shaggy black dog. he lounged around in the dorm transformed into a dog, chased his tail, was thrown sticks by his mates and pulled james’ pyjama pants off with his teeth. they all thought that the rest of them (j&p) would be just as cool. only then james turned into a fucking stag and sirius starts calling him bambi and he can barely walk and peter’s laughing at him. (“oh, you’re a deer!”) until he turns into a fucking rat.

[lookanartdweeb]

You all are cowards "Peach is finally girbossing!" "Peach isn't the damsel!"

Cowards all of you 😔 I was there when it was written