where da rats at

29 she/her writing blog -> @delphi-shield

[seirospropaganda]

delphi. 30. she/her. takes long, unannounced absences.

main blog for -> @delphi-shield

[eebie]

you can really see their love

[xrd]

[juniper-petunia]

they should make a version of socializing that doesn’t make you feel like you’re still the weird 12 year old kid that doesn’t know why she’s not normal like the other kids

[chainsaw-headache]

Yosuke has the best character introduction in all of fiction actually. He crashes his bike in front of you and then gets kicked in the balls, neither time do you help him, and then he crashes his bike AGAIN, ask immediately asks you if you want a ride. Girl... no I do not. then he gets so fucking stressed out that he says he's gonna piss himself. But he can't do it if you're watching

The creature

[d1p-st1ck]

Harvester blinkies because I’ve been rewatching playthroughs of the game and I always enjoy them :]

[digita1h3av3n]

[06-archive]

[crazysodomite]

their love is so powerful that they can show me cartoons for free

[nyctibiius]

she has been pickled for her crimes

[guooey]

[sandmanalone]

The spirit of Mouse compelled me:

[segamascott]

[somacruz]

if you were dating someone you met online and felt deeply in love and had amazing chemistry but had never seen their face, and you were beginning to feel suspicious that they were winston the gorilla from overwatch, how would you feel? what would you do

[dogpuppy]

[despazito]

I don't have time for tumblr discourse they're calling the very hungry caterpillar degenerate art over on twitter

[despazito]

good art is when something looks like real life, the more real it looks the more better the art. abstracted figures give my trad children nightmares, one time they were exposed to cubism and couldn't go outside for a week

[winstonsuggestions]

im sorry hanzo. i cant. not again.

[boomer-mythology-destroyer]

[jadeharleyinc]

hey sorry. can you stand a little further back and we try again

[infimace-blog]

dead wife montage but it's a henchman reminiscing about da boss after he got put six feet under. picking flowers before hiding the bodies, wiping cocaine from your nose after a big night, that long drive down the beach to find the bookie who squealed. where did the days go