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crepusculum-rattus · 5 months

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here’s all of my hc s4 fics as of rn:

fall before the darkness

philza and ender fic (oneshot/complete)

summary: I rewrote the Lich scene from the “Escape from the Citadel” Adventure Time episode to fit Philza and the Ender King (and the season 4 lore) as a fun little challenge for myself.

drowning in the sea of stars

an endlantis fic (oneshot/complete)

summary: The day Endlantis was flooded

ever wander, ever wonder

my s4 AU (multi-chapter/incomplete)

summary: The very very beginning of Phil's adventures in Hardcore Season 4

muster all your strength

philza and ender fic, same AU as above (oneshot/complete)

summary: A short scene of Philza training in Endlantis

shadows in the forest

philza and ender crack fic (oneshot/complete)

summary: I really can't stop writing about Phil and Ender. Take a silly, very self-indulgent, first meeting

#i should be asleep #instead take my fics all together #perhaps it will motivate me to write more phil and ender #just to post abt it. cause then im like ‘shit i gotta write more’#philza hardcore #philza #ender king #endlantis #🐀#the rat writes

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mrghostrat · 3 months

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Aziraphale paused when his eyes fell on the drink in his hand. He stared at it. The golden blond wine refracted through the glass and cast a halo of yellow light over his table setting. He frowned. “I’m sorry,” he sputtered at Crowley. “Did you just—” [ MON HORRIBLE CHÉRI ]

i may be stuck in housemove limbo but i will drag myself out of the grave for these cartoomens requests

#thank you laufey for the proper french translation of crowley's dialogue!!! 😍#honestly im weeping w joy that i was able to finish something #good omens #gomens #aziraphale #crowley #mon horrible cheri #mon horrible chéri #aziracrow #rat draws #rat writes

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evilrat-sabre · 7 months

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This isn't about Strawberry jam

I want to ramble on about something I am not so sure about what it is, so I will tell yall a story.

So imagine this; You are 20 years old, you live with your partner in your shared apartment, your partner buys a tiny glass jar of strawberry jam.

If I pointed at that moment and asked you what it was, I think you would say “Well, it's a jar of strawberry jam”

Okay now, imagine one week later; the jam was good, but the jar was tiny so you and your partner already ate all of it, holding the empty and dirty jar you realize, wow it has a very nice shape, maybe I can use it as a cup, so you clean the jar and lets it sitting beside your water filter.

If I pointed now and asked what it was, what would you say? “It’s an empty jar of strawberry jam that we use to drink water.”

Okay cool, nice and practical, lets go forward, Imagine 10 years later… Yea I know a lot of time, but hear me out; You are 30 years old and you had a child in the meantime, this child is 7 years old.

If I pointed to the empty jar of strawberry jam and asked what it is, you know what they would say? “It’s a glass cup, we use it to drink water.” Do you see where I am going?

Okay now let's go 30 years in the future, imagine; you are 60 years old and this story isn’t about you anymore, no this story is about your grandchild now. Your 37 years old child has a 10 year old child themselves now. If I pointed to the glass cup and asked the same old question, what would they say? “Oh that's a vintage glass cup that belonged to my grandparents, my parents get it out on… special occasions.” Okay cool, it's a vintage heirloom now I guess.

Okay now Imagine; Someone broke it, what would be said if I pointed to the glass and asked you to say what it is?

“This was an empty jar of Jam, we bought it a bunch of years ago and I don’t remember if the Jam was good or not, but it served us well.”

Ok, and If I asked your child?

“Oh, this was an old glass cup that was in my parents house. I liked to use it when we would drink vodka… I think it was older than me. It's a shame it is broken.”

Your grandchild?

“This was a family heirloom. It was older than my parents and I pretended to give it to my child one day. To be honest, the thing was old, it is a miracle how long it lasted.”

The garbage man that will dispose of it.

“Someone threw broken glass in the wrong bin, I will have to put on my gloves.”

#Evil Rat rambling #I do not know how to put this sentiment into words #so I wrote this #tumblr writing #writers on tumblr #writing #not fanfic for the first time ever #Note: *point at myself* Not a native english speaker and this wasn't betaed #I honestly don't care if this text specific isn't as right sounding #I wanted to write a sentiment of mine and I did it #rambling

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todaysbird · 3 months

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thank you BarBar for publishing my story Within the Wall! this is such an odd story i truly didn’t think i would ever find a home for it. if you like rats, religious themes, and anthropomorphized animal stories like Watership Down and Warriors, i would appreciate your reads :)

this story contains depictions of violence, animal death, and religious imagery. please read at your own discretion!

#my writing #short story #within the wall #rats #not birds #xenofiction

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anonymousangstmonster · 3 months

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Idea #39

The Fentons were a family of merciless mer hunters.

But when Jack Fenton found a barely-a-year-old, white haired, black scaled, green eyed guppy washed up on their private beach, he couldn’t just leave the little guy to probably get eaten alive by seagulls. He’d always had a soft spot for kids.

He somehow convinced Maddie to let him keep it, as long as he was responsible for it. Jack had to feed it, clean it and it’s tank, train it, make sure it didn’t try to eat people, entertain it, the normal things you have to do to take care of a pet. Sure Maddie was the one that made sure it was fed most of the time since Jack forgot, but he did all the other things! He even gave him a name, Danny.

They actually got to learn a lot about merfolk biology taking care of him.

Over time the pair of scientists grew more and more attached to the little baby mer in their lab. He was practically a son to them. He was so sweet and cute, who wouldn’t love him instantly!

They taught him how to talk(he had such an adorable voice!), they taught him about the outside world(his eyes always sparkled with curiosity and wonder when listening to their stories).

When an old mer hunting friend came over to visit, he told them to be careful, that the creature could be using its siren powers to make them love it. They assured him that Danny’s powers(if he had any) were disabled by the small and unobtrusive cuff around his wrist.

They arranged for a little boy Danny’s age to come for a playdate, since he always seemed so lonely by himself in his artificial habitat. That young boy was named Tucker Foley, and the two hit it off instantly. Playing in the shallow area of Danny’s ‘exhibit’ with beach balls and plastic boats.

More time passed and Danny grew, his aquarium growing along with him.

Sometimes other hunter and scientist friends of the Fentons would come see the lab, and they would see a teenage merman in a comfortable environment and not on an examination table.

The parents wanted to see their boy free and happy, so they released him into the ocean. It wasn’t until later that they realized they never prepared him for the outside world, they never taught him how to hunt for himself, to avoid fishing nets, he might get seriously hurt or even die out there because they were ‘so eager to get rid of him’.

One of their worst fears were confirmed when they found him washed up on their beach bleeding from his tail, abdomen, and arm, unconscious.

Mer au combined with “Danny has always been lab rat” au, and wholesome up until the plot.

“I also just want Jack to invent a ghost(mer) treat and make Danny do tricks for it.” -that applies to this as well. Also I had the idea for that when eating a soft peppermint for the first time in forever.

ALSO GUYS THIS AU IS SHARED WITH @doiyi-yt! GO CHECK OUT HER STUFF UNDER THE #fish boy au TAG!

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suratan-zir · 6 months

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I'm just here to post this photo I took today, that's all. Look at these cuties. My heart...^_^

#i had one of the worst days of my life yesterday and i don't have the mental strenght to write about it #on top of the worst year? ten years?#also...three weeks ago my baby Krobus passed away and it's been so hard not to blame myself #yay trauma dumping in the tags #sorry #personal #my rats #pet rats

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clacy2812 · 1 year

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If you ask me this, buckle up.I will be giving you a presentation of my ocs for the next 4 hours.

#my art #no i surprisingly dont write down my ocs backstory #i dont know why i just like have the information sit in my head #then i scramble information #like its a block game #funny thing i can be talking about them for a while #but then get distracted thinking of a microwave rat like #shimmy shimmy ya shimmy shimmy shimmy ya #falalalalla

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save-the-villainous-cat · 4 days

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Hear ye, hear ye! I come with a spicy request most worthy of a several year sentence in Horny jail! XD

Bottom villain x top hero, where the two are in an enemies with benefits kinda situationship, and this time seems like it’s gonna be no different (rough and kinda mean). But then, gasp, it’s revealed the villain was recently injured, and the hero gets pretty concerned. The villain insists on things continuing as normal, but the hero, not wanting to hurt their nemesis, changes things up, and does em sweet, slow, and gentle <3

“Ready?” All it took was this one word to activate the villain’s entire nervous system.

Usually, the hero didn’t lose many words over this. It was quick and rough. For the most part, that made it desirable. Sleeping with the enemy was thrilling and more or less like an adrenaline kick for the villain. It was a luxury they could afford. It didn’t mean anything. It didn’t have to either.

The hero was proficient and smart. They had figured out what the villain liked and what they didn’t like in the first few hookups they had spent together. If it hadn’t been for their stupid righteousness and their sense of justice that would never be just, they would��ve probably made a great partner. In bed at least.

Admittedly, the villain had thought about that a few times. Would the hero be a good lover? Someone who was willing to save everyone if they could? Someone who would put others before themselves constantly? Someone who may choose a city over a person?

After all, probably not. And even if they were, who would want the villain? Someone rotten, someone broken, someone—

“You’re distracted.”

“Oh, yes. Yeah, sorry.” The hero’s hand ran along the villain’s inner thigh and even though the stitches should have been good enough, the villain was nervous.

How on earth was anyone supposed to stitch the back of their thigh anyway?

They grabbed the hero’s muscly shoulders and tried to steady themselves.

“Alright.” The hero’s hand travelled down the villain’s thigh until they reached their knee. From there, they grabbed the hollow of the villain’s knee. “I have a meeting in an hour, so I’ll need to be quick today.”

“Yes, of course,” the villain said. They watched as the hero handled their leg and put it on their own shoulder. Cold air hit their shin but they knew in a few seconds, they wouldn’t even need the blanket anymore. The villain swallowed and prayed the hero wouldn’t notice the stitches.

Although they pressed a soft kiss to the villain’s thigh, they barely broke eye contact. Immediately, the villain felt the blood rush to their head.

Sometimes they really needed the hero.

After a few more kisses, the hero leaned forward until the villain’s thigh was pressed between their naked chests. They were close again, close enough to kiss but the villain knew their nemesis never really did that. Kissing their body? Sure. Kissing the villain? On good days, maybe.

The villain found the position familiar and yet, their wound made it nearly impossible to enjoy it.

Eventually they pulled the hero closer, waiting for them to push themselves into them.

However. The thread snapped and the villain could feel how the wound ripped open again.

They let out an involuntary sigh and held onto the villain’s back. Accidentally, they left scratch marks on their enemy’s skin.

“Wait, I haven’t even…”

“No, it’s fine, sorry. Continue. Please,” the villain choked out between clenched teeth.

“Oh…wait, holy shit.” The hero looked down and all the villain had to see was smeared blood on the hero’s hand. “Was that me!?”

“Nononono, I’m so sorry. That was yesterday.”

“I’m gonna get a towel.”

“No.” The villain grabbed them before they could go. “I look forward to this day every week. Let’s just finish this quickly, the bleeding isn’t even that bad.”

“Listen, I know you’re strong but…” The hero put their hand on the cut to stop the bleeding. It wasn’t too bad but the pain was still excruciating. “…having sex while bleeding is counterproductive.”

“We’re already naked and you don’t have much time left.”

“I can cancel my meeting.”

“Please, let’s just—”

“As stubborn as ever, I suppose.” The hero made an expression close to a warm smile and at first, the villain didn’t quite understand. However, when the hero pushed the blanket against the wound and themselves into the villain at the same time, the villain couldn’t help but moan happily.

The hero’s fingers were gentler and their movements slower than usual. As if the villain was something very delicate.

“This is stupid,” the hero whispered. “Tell me if anything’s wrong.”

But the villain could barely listen. Despite the pulsating wound in their leg, they could only concentrate on the sweet pleasure the hero was giving them. It felt better than expected.

And then the hero leaned over, pressure still on the wound, to kiss them.

The villain had never felt this desired in their entire life. Their heart was pounding in their chest when they felt the hero’s tongue in their mouth.

They didn’t demand anything, they didn’t take anything. It was simple and raw pleasure that the hero gave them. As if they’d been waiting for this.

“You’re so stupid, do you know that?” the hero whispered against the villain’s skin when they had to catch new air.

“Oh, I—” The villain couldn’t even form a sentence. Their enemy was hitting good spots constantly. Instinctively, they reached for the hero’s neck to pull them closer.

“Promise me to tell me next time, got it?” the hero asked. They planted a trail of kisses down the villain’s throat and sucked on their skin softly.

“If you treat me like this again,” the villain answered between moans. They couldn’t think anymore. It felt better than it should have.

It felt good enough to fall in love.

The villain wanted to hate them for it. For their gentleness and their sweet voice but all the villain had on their mind was their nemesis on top of them.

“Every night, if you want to,” the hero promised. They smiled against the villain’s skin.

“I love you,” the villain mumbled. They hadn’t realised it. They wouldn’t even remember it.

But the hero would remember. And it was all they could think about for the next few months.

#your mouth is moving a lot like a rat. yappa yappa yappa #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request #suggestive #whump #h/c

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shevr · 1 year

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stuck lid hack

#my lines #shevr #this rat has no name idk.#one my my main weaknesses in full display of : i'm just crap at characters #either coming up with or writing or developping or keeping em #which obviously just will lead to a big lack of characterization.#harder to make lines endearing when the characters just go right back to the void #things to work on things to work on #anyway silly doodle

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stevesbipanic · 2 years

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Steddie headcanon that Eddie being someone with not a lot of money to go out and do things a lot spent a lot of time wandering the new Starcourt since wandering is free. This leads him to discovering the old King Steve now works in a little sailor costume at Scoops Ahoy. Picture this though, he's all ready to go crack a joke at Steve, maybe get a bit back on him for being an asshole in high school (Steve never got him but he didn't stop it either), when Max, El and Lucas come into the shop. Steve seems super happy to see these kids that can't be more than 13 and he sneaks them ice cream when, who he recognises from band as Robin, isn't looking. It's so strange that he decides to leave Steve alone for today.

But a few days later he's all ready to go back after window-shopping the music store when two boys (Will and Mike) are chatting to Steve at Scoops. One of the boys seems nervous about something while Steve and the other kid seem to be hyping him up.

This keeps happening whenever Eddie visits the mall and slowly he starts to think maybe King Steve isn't King Steve anymore, and without fully realising it he starts developing a crush on him.

This crush is all for nothing when soon after Starcourt burns down (He was thankful to see Robin and Steve's name weren't on the list of dead) and Eddie goes back to school without the graduated Steve.

When he sees Steve's kids start high school with him he makes sure to keep them under his wing, and when it's Steve and his kids that come to rescue him, well that crush didn't exactly fizzle out the way he thought.

#bit longer than i planned lol #might write a fic on this #stranger things headcanons #stranger things #stranger things s4 #st4 #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things season 4 #steddie #eddie munson stranger things #eddie the freak munson #steveddie #scoops ahoy #mall rat eddie

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crepusculum-rattus · 5 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Philza Hardcore - Fandom Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Phil Watson | Philza & The Ender King (Philza Hardcore Season Four) Characters: Phil Watson | Philza, Phil Watson | Philza's Hardcore Series - Character, The Ender King (Philza Hardcore Season Four) Additional Tags: Mentions of Philza's Crows, Phil Watson-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Human Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Inaccurate Minecraft Mechanics, First Meetings, Crack, Not Canon Compliant Summary:

The enderman huffs and glowers at the gesture then brushes his hands out over his outfit, getting off the invisible dirt and grime. “I am the god of the End.” “You don’t look like a god,” Phil replies before he can think better of it.

OR, I really can't stop writing about Phil and Ender. Take a silly, very self-indulgent, first meeting

#theres a lot of headcanons abt ender and the gods being able to have smaller forms that enders apperance comes from in this fic. btw #hey guys this fic was Mostly written over the summer #truly is a silly time #cause most of it was written around 1-4am #it makes me laugh. it's just silly #needed a break from the absolute Horrors ive been cooking up hehe #anyway. goes insane #the rat writes #philza hardcore #philza #ender king #fic #crack fic #to me

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mrghostrat · 2 months

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dust and light

i swear to somebody, the actual good omens parallels were a complete accident when i wrote this scene in BNF, where crowley is a writer in the agnes nutter fandom and aziraphale is his big bang partner. i've been on fire ever since i realised.

"The way you talked about the lighting in that last scene was just so striking— I really want to capture it somehow; find a way to paint the different layers of sunbeams and dust motes, just as you’ve written them.” Aziraphale’s grin caught himself quite off guard. “What are you planning?” Crowley shifted with an exaggerated, bashful shrug, but his grin remained steady on his face. “Not sure, just some kind of metaphor about the light and the warmth, probably. Maybe note some stark differences between the bookshop and a dusty room with no light, or a bright place with no dust. Each feeling equally inadequate compared to the shop, and that being… Er, I dunno, a reflection of their lives without one another in it, or something.”

#jesus christ how did this happen #i'm unokay #they're burrowed so deep in my head it's not even intentional anymore #good omens #gomens #crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #bnf au #i mean this art has literally nothign to do with bnf au but #rat draws #rat writes #ineffable husbands

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 10 months

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You're mine now, old man.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wei wuxian #a-qing #xiao xingchen #A-qing's story kicks off so strong. You really get a sense that she feels strongly attached to xxc during the pre-empathy scenes #and that she has a strong sense of loyalty and perseverance with strong survival instinct #but then you see her before all the tragedy and you *immediately* learn she is a clever trickster!#She follows xxc not out of gratitude but out of a sense that this guy is her meal ticket.#xxc is kind and strong but most importantly *noble*#she can smell the self-sacrificing bright eyed hope on this stranger. She knows the mere fact she's a young blind girl means #he will protect her. The fact he gives her a little money doesn't hurt her justification but tbh she would have followed all the same #a-qing is *the* catgirl of all time actually. Follows you for the fact you provide food and shelter. Opportunistic. May grow to be loyal.#That's not even getting into the parallels here between these two characters and wwx (who is seeing these events play out)#the yi city trio are arguably the three split aspects of wwx: who he feels like (a-qing the opportunist) who he wants to be (xxc the noble)#and who he feels seen as (xy the vengeful).#one day I'll write a more robust analysis on that. prob in the tags though #(His a-qing parallels are also tied with the fact they both were street rat orphans who learned how to code-switch to be whoever #they need to be to feel safe. I have a lot more thoughts to share but augh another time...another time)

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tonberry-yoda · 10 months

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rats ask for kisses from the spider boys and girls.. i wanna kiss Hobie and Pavitr

AS YOU LITERALLY SHOULD BECAUSE I WANNA GIVE THEM ALL LITTLE KISSES TOO AHHHH! And my two favorite boys??? Heck yes!!! <333 I hope you enjoy the little smooches and have a great day rat anon <3

You couldn't look at Hobie without blushing. I mean GOD, how could a man be born so.... beautiful?

"What're you lookin' at, love?" he asked you with a smirk.

You quickly looked away and felt your face heat. "Sorry."

"Nuthin' to apologize about," he sat next to you and tilted your chin up.

"You're just-"

"Really hot? I know."

You gave Hobie an unamused look and he just laughed at you before wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

"I don't get why you're so nervous around me all the time," he said, pulling you closer. "I mean, we are together, right?"

"We are?" You turned to him. "But I thought you didn't like labels."

"I don't. But we're together all the time and I wouldn't mind... you know."

You did know and that brought you a smile. "Dating?"

"Sure. Whatever you want to call it."

You two had been sort of dating for a long time, sharing kisses and going on "dates," but neither of you ever put a label on it, so it was nice to finally know what was going on between the two of you.

You gave Hobie a quick peck on the cheek, but he turned to you with a chuckle.

"Lame," he said before cupping both sides of your face and pressing a long kiss to your lips.

God, how could a man be so perfect??

"Race you to the top!" you said, barreling away from Pavitr and up a flight of stairs. The two of you had always wanted to see the top of the tallest building in your city, and because you weren't afraid of heights around him, you were going to do just that.

"No, y/n! Wait for me!" he giggled, running after you. The echoing stomps from every step you took filled the stairwell and your laughter could be heard from outside.

You finally slammed through the last door and looked behind you, sticking out your tongue. "I win, Pavitr! You lo-"

You were interrupted when you lost your footing and before you knew it, were falling to the streets below. You went to scream, but were suddenly stopped. You looked up to find Pavitr sticking a piece of his web to you, terrified out of his mind.

"Don't do that, y/n." he said, pulling you up, panting from being out of breath. "Scared the crap out of me."

You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck and pressed a bunch of kisses to his face. "You saved my life."

He blushed and smiled. "Next time, be more careful when we're racing, okay?"

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seriowan · 2 months

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BREAKING NEWS: THE RELUCTANT FATHER FIGURE TROPE HAS HIT FULL STEAM AND WE ARE GETTING SUSPICIOUSLY HEARTFELT CONTENT THAT MAY OR MAY NOT SUGGEST POSSIBLE PERIL IN THE FUTURE. IF YOU OR YOUR LOVED ONES HAVE FALLEN FOR THIS TROPE BEFORE (i.e: the last of us), YOU MAY BE ENTITLED TO FINANCIAL COMPENSATION.

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qrowscant-art · 3 months

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ocs you will not be meeting for a very long time

#takes a break from writing one project to doodle another #they're funny as fuck though. MVST thinks arguing with children is righteous (she loses every time) and odeon eats rats #and they both think they're the dog in the relationship #robot oc #original character #artificial intelligence #robot x human #'human' lol #mal-art

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