#rats are awesome

[glassofb33r]

Rattus magus🔮

[elliwoods]

Damn ok tumblr pull a fast one on me like that! why dont you I am sure the post thats exploding will get a way higher note count later since jesus its still technically morning for me, but did tumblr spotlight the post or something hello???? what happened

Also: for everyone tagging about me calling pigeons rats, I did not mean that negatively at all I promise! Pigeons are cool, rats are also amazing, the comparison was made in regards to living in the same areas and usually eating the same food, Id change what I said but oops the post is already everywhere

[doctoraxiom]

Hide and squeak

Finally some good fucking news

[logan-the-artist]

some drawings i’ve made for @littlerat2 ‘s awesome fic!!!!

[tamsinswriting]

Rats: The scratch and sniff kings of bomb detection (forces.net)

This is another example of rats saving humans. In Cambodia, they train giant rats to sniff out the landmines that are buried all over the country before they are accidently detonated by civilians. Hundreds of lives saved by rats . . .

And, yet we all think of them as vermin . . .

Imagine being buried alive and then seeing this little guy with a backpack suddenly arrive

[cyncerity]

people really liked the tits clip apparently, so here’s a clip of the theater breaking down and being unable to play the movie properly

[glassofb33r]

Two in one

[sinkwater-rat]

It’s Pri(de Mon)th! Happy pride :3! Take some Beetlejuices

[nearestazurestar]

I just find it funny that these three rhythm games have something in common

[heuldoch7b]

I'm high as fuck and I want to lick your art so bad. I need to eat it. It's jellybeans and I am a poor hungry rat with no self control

what if u were a rat (high as hayll) eating jellybeans with magnus the red (in his loser den in the warp) AND he was disclosing esoteric lore (infodumping at you) and spontaneously generating jellybeans.

[grandtreeangel]

Are you ready for another bad poem?!

(Rat a Tat, Minneapolis, 04/06/2024)

[shiki-rat]

Lol look a rat

here's my queer experience for pride month

[nothisisntmyname]

THE REFLECTIONS. THE AMBIENCE. THE POWER.

THE LITTLE GUY

[revitalizationrat]

@thegunnsara I am now fulfilled, I drew your son!!! AND IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE JUST ONE, BUT I COULDN'T JUST STOP AT ONE SO HAVE 4 OF THEM🧡🧡🧡

[veriooc]

@kuro8529

Why rats are cool

[hold-on-a-little-longer-whump]

I see your lab whump and raise you this scenario:

The character that has been held captive is unwell. They have long since given up the possibility of being rescued. The Coats (i.e., the doctors and staff) have been too harsh, their procedures too intensive, and it all comes to a head during their latest session. All life-saving efforts are unsuccessful. Disappointed and frustrated, they order the body to be taken down to the morgue.

Only - the captive is not dead. A member of staff, whether it be a recently promoted intern or an undercover friend of the captive's or even a member of the janitorial crew, knew that they couldn't leave the captive like this. Secretly, they had dosed the captive with a medication that would slow their heart rate. Perhaps the rescuer watched from the sidelines during those nail-biting moments, or perhaps they were playing a part of the team trying to resuscitate the captive.

Now, they're away from prying eyes and security in the morgue and finally - finally they're able to administer the counteragent. The effects are nearly immediate and the captive is gasping and trying to sit up, heart crashing around in their chest as they try to get their bearings because what is this place? Why does my head hurt? Who is that person? Why is it so cold?

Their rescuer shushes them and tries to keep them from standing because they know they'll fall if they try. It's remarkably difficult to be gentle while they're in a rush, but they try their best.

"I know, I know. I need you to listen to me, okay? Are you listening?" The rescuer says, stepping aside to open the metal cabinet. Inside is a stash of clothing they had hidden there weeks ago. They quickly begin to help the captive get dressed, minding what wounds they have.

"Where are we going?" The captive manages to whisper, their voice hoarse and eyes haunted.

The rescuer smiles grimly, as they help them into a lab coat. "Someplace safe. Someplace away from here. Now, do everything as I say."