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picturesquepalette · 8 months
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rats holding hands
pencil sketch on paper
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faggyv4mpire · 6 months
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BWAAAHGAHAHAHHAESGFGE WHAT THE FUCK BBAAAAHGSAH
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starlahuskyz · 1 year
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Happy Valentines Day, have Rat Bill and Rat Ted...
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laststandx3 · 2 years
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coffeetoffeeart · 2 years
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gay love is stored in the Rat <3
[ID: an inked drawing of two rats holding hands and touching their noses together. the rat on the left has a cowboy hat and the rat on the right has a bowtie. both of their tails form a little heart and they both look very happy. end ID]
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Fyolai headcanon
While living on the streets as teens, Nikolai shoplifted a small pocket radio on which Fyodor and him listened to music. It made thier hard street life a bit better. Both were very much in love with each other but Fyodor was in denial, struggling with what his abusive family had thaught him about gays so neither of them confessed since Nikolai knew about his internal struggle. One day a certain song started playing and Nikolai thought f!ck it, stood up, bowed in front of Fyo, held out a hand and asked him to dance with him. They were outside like always and people could see them at anytime but Fyodor agreed after being chaught of guard for a short moment. It was the first time the danced together and both fell in love even more. Fyo fell hard. The song has become thier song from now on, both keeping this memory close to thier heart and even now as adults in a relationship they still dance to that one song like when they were teens. Nikolai will put on the song and like back on that day he will go to Fyodor, bow before him, hold out his hand and ask him to dance with him. Fyodor never denies and so they dance through the room in thier small apartment in Japan, listening to the song, holding each other close and for these few minutes it's only them. Not the war, not any scheming, just them. The papers with dozens of plans, cooardinades, codes and informations which are scattered on the floor are being ignored for once as they dance over them and sometimes Fyodor even lets himself rest his head on Nikolai's shoulder, closing his eyes as his mind stops racing for these few minutes
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Song to which I imagine this is никогда by руслан утюг ♥
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hypallepse · 1 year
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french 00s emoteens rats
For @terrortracks —Day 2: Pairing
HickeyGibson as french emoteens in the 00S. Rap, rock, pop and musical.
Those were my songs when I was a teenager and I'm gifting them to my rats because I can. It's half-silly half-serious but I won't say which part is which.
TRANSLATIONS AND VARIOUS RAMBLING UNDER THE CUT
1 – La Boulette (Génération nan nan) (tr: The Ball/Loser/Fuck-up (The nope nope generation)), by Diam’s
→ Iconic rap song in the 00s, many references to French politics in the rest of the song. Hickey listens to that.
Y a comme un goût de haine quand je marche dans ma ville y a comme un goût de gène quand je parle de ma vie y a comme un goût d'aigreur chez les jeunes de l'an 2000 y a comme un goût d'erreur quand j'vois le taux de suicide me demande pas s'qui les pousse à casser des vitrines j'suis pas la mairie j'suis qu'une artiste en devenir moi j'suis qu'une boulette me demande pas si j'ai le bac moi jai que le rap et je l'embarque et je l'embrase je le mate car je l'embrasse
There's like a taste of hate when I walk in my city There's like a taste of discomfort when I talk about my life There's like a taste of bitterness among youngs of the 2000's There's like a taste of error when I see the suicide rate Don't ask me what makes them break windows I'm not the major, I'm just a fledgling artist Me, I'm just a Boulette Don't ask me if I have my bac (highschool diploma) I only have rap, but I embark it, I set it ablaze, I love it cause I embrace it
(translation by: https://lyricstranslate.com/fr/la-boulette-boulette.html-0#songtranslation )
2 – Jeune et con (tr: Young and stupid), by Saez
→ Billy listens to it, Neil pretends to like it too.
Encore une soirée où la jeunesse France Encore elle va bien s'amuser puisqu'ici rien a de sens Alors on va danser faire semblant d'être heureux Pour aller gentiment se coucher mais demain rien n'ira mieux Puisqu'on est jeune et con Puisqu'ils sont vieux et fous Puisque des hommes crèvent sous les ponts Mais ce monde s'en fout Puisqu'on est que des pions Content d'être à genoux Puisque je sais qu'un jour nous gagnerons à devenir fous
Once again, another evening where France youth Again, it's gonna have fun, since nothing makes sense here So we're gonna dance, pretend to be happy In order to gently go to bed, but tomorrow nothing will be better Since we are young and dumb Since they are old and mad Since people die under bridges And this world doesn't care Since we are nothing but pawns Happy to kneel Since I know that one day we will end up mad
(translation by: https://lyricstranslate.com/en/jeune-et-con-young-and-dumb.html)
3 – Palabra mi amor, by Shaka Ponk
→ It’s about Neil. And Billy is a little sick of it.
je prend mon temps sans plus attendre je bouge mon cul sur mon divan le déluge viens pour mes enfants et dans les diners je m'étends sur le sujet, évidemment je suis l'sauveur, je suis savant je suis savant je suis savant i am a man made of joy and pain
I'm taking my time without taking any longer I get off my ass on the couch The deluge is coming for my children And on dinner I go on At length, of course I'm wild, I'm savant I'm savant I'm savant I am a man made of joy and pain
(translation: https://lyricstranslate.com/en/palabra-mi-amor-word-my-love.html )
4 – Le chemin (tr: The road), by Kyo, with Sita
→ Emo-ass song about a break-up. Iconic with teenagers in the 00s. They are listening and crying to it.
Regarde-toi assise dans l'ombre, A la lueur de nos mensonges Les mains glacées jusqu'à l'ongle Regarde-toi à l'autre pôle, Fermer les yeux sur ce qui nous ronge On a changé à la longue On a parcouru le chemin, On a tenu la distance Et je te hais de tout mon corps Mais je t'adore
Look at you, sat in the shade From the glow of our lies A hand freezing down to the nails Look at you, at the other pole Eyes shut to what gnaws away at us We changed over time We overcame the paths We held the distance And I hate you with all my body But I love you
(translation by: https://lyricstranslate.com/en/le-chemin-path.html )
5 – J’ai demandé à la lune (tr: I asked to the moon), by Indochine
→ Break-up vibes. Pathetic Neil hoping Billy will take him back.
J'ai demandé à la lune Et le soleil ne le sait pas Je lui ai montré mes brûlures Et la lune s'est moquée de moi Et comme le ciel n'avait pas fière allure Et que je ne guérissais pas Je me suis dit quelle infortune Et la lune s'est moquée de moi J'ai demandé à la lune Si tu voulais encore de moi Elle m'a dit "j'ai pas l'habitude De m'occuper des cas comme ça" Et toi et moi On était tellement sûr Et on se disait quelquefois Que c'était juste une aventure Et que ça ne durerait pas
I called upon the moon Behind the sun's back I showed her all my wounds And the moon laughed at me And since the sky wasn't really proud And I wasn't feeling any better I told myself I was out of luck And the moon laughed at me I called upon the moon To ask her if you still wanted me She told me "I'm not used to bothering with these kinds of issues" And you and me We were so convinced And we would sometimes say that it was simply an affair And that it wouldn't last
(translation by : https://lyricstranslate.com/en/j%E2%80%99ai-demand%C3%A9-%C3%A0-la-lune-i-called-upon-he-moon.html#songtranslation )
6 – Dernière danse (tr: Last danse), by Kyo
→ Kyo is back.
J'ai longtemps parcouru son corps Effleuré cent fois son visage J'ai trouvé de l'or Et même quelques étoiles en essuyant ses larmes Et j'ai appris par cœur la pureté de ses formes Parfois je les dessine encore Elle fait partie de moi
I've travelled her body for a long time Touched upon her face a hundred times I've found gold And even some stars wipe away her tears I've learned the purity of her shapes by heart Sometimes, I still draw them It forms a part of me
(translation by: https://lyricstranslate.com/en/le-darnier-danse-last-dance.html-2#songtranslation )
7 – L’assasymphonie, by Mozart l’Opera Rock
→ It’s a French musical about Mozart but make it emo and rock. Please google it for the looks alone. The Hickey vibe are off the roof too.
Tuant par dépit ce que je sème Je voue mes nuits A l'Assasymphonie Et aux blasphèmes J'avoue je maudis tous ceux qui s'aiment. L'ennemi tapi dans mon esprit Fête mes défaites Sans répit, me défie Je renie la fatale hérésie Qui ronge mon être Je veux renaître Renaitre
Killing by frustration what I sow I dedicate my nights To the assasymphony And to blasphemies I confess I curse All those who love each other The enemy crouching in my mind Celebrates my defeats Without letting up it outbraves me I deny the fatal heresy Which gnaws at my soul I want to be reborn To be reborn
(translation by : https://lyricstranslate.com/en/l039assasymphonie-assasymphony-assasinate-symphony.html)
8 – Je saigne encore (tr: I bleed again), by Kyo
→ Last words by Kyo and I’m not even sorry. My ado self is thriving. Express yourself my boy. This is very jealous Neil and some stabbing because that’s on brand for them.
Ça fait mal, crois moi, une lame enfoncée loin dans mon âme Regarde en toi, même pas l'ombre d'une larme Et je saigne encore, je souris à la mort Tout ce rouge sur mon corps Je te blesse dans un dernier effort
And it hurts, believe me, a blade dug deep into my soul Just look at you, not even a shadow of tear And I'm still bleeding, I'm smiling to death All this red upon my body I hurt you in a final stress
(translation by: https://lyricstranslate.com/en/je-saigne-encore-im-still-bleeding.html-0#songtranslation )
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assiraphales · 1 year
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a five year old had my phone & this is what he searched
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cloudmancy · 7 days
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burn the incense of our innocence and in a sense we thrive
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casmick-consequences · 7 months
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lucius' biggest, most genuine smiles always being reserved for pete is something that can be so personal
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artharakka · 1 year
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“Äiti itki. Isä lähti huoneesta. Vivian istui nurkassa ja kuunteli vaiti. Kissamme Minni hyppäsi vuoteelle ja käpertyi jalkojeni päälle ja kehräsi, sillä kehräämällä parannetaan sairaita.” — Emmi Itäranta. Kuunpäivän kirjeet
“Mom cried. Dad left the room. Vivian sat in the corner and listened quietly. Our cat Minni jumped on the bed and curled up on my legs and purred, for through purring the sick are healed.” — Emmi Itäranta. The Moonday Letters. Quote tranlated by me (unofficial)
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picturesquepalette · 8 months
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I am happy to announce that my “rats holding hands” illustration is finally up on my shop!
You can get these adorable rat lovers on…
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a mousepad! or…
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a hat (rat hat)! or even…
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a cat mat (to inspire your furry friend)!
other options are also available on my shop (just click the link <3)
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alyxtherat · 9 months
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you have been SNIFED, reblog to snif the next person
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ewwww-what · 2 days
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Ugh. Literally just let her go home???
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laststandx3 · 1 year
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When he sees me is Billy Gibson’s core
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lucy frostblade, who is descended from giants, showing these little rats some kindness and reviving them after her party massacred them.
gorgug thistlespring, who is a half-orc raised by gnomes, using his strength and rage to protect his friends, being a creator rather than a destroyer.
two gentle giants who would have definitely been best friends. gorgug would have given lucy his metal flower in a heartbeat and she would’ve cherished it forever.
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