slides away with his raccoon bf…………
>runs off in2 the sunset with his gay alien ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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slides away with his raccoon bf…………
>runs off in2 the sunset with his gay alien ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
[ GUESS WHO’S ON SUMMER BREAK, FUCKERS ]
[ guess who got a fucking cold :^) ]
[ i’m gonna work on FINALLY rebooting my ratchet blog!! ]
animal sickness and animal near-death experience descriptions mentioned in the tags.
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✏️ [ ONLY IF YA FEEL LIKE IT DUDE <3 ]
Send me a ✏️ and I’ll draw your muse.
i can spare one more doot for sly ;v
the pain train a-chugged this fine stream night
The lombax became alert when he had spotted that small amount of movement, barely caught by the naked eye. Clank was alert as well, but all the bot could do was give a fair warning if something were to come at them. That’s when Ratchet startled back, his attention now caught by the figure that stood in front of him. Blinking, he stared at the creature with curiosity, & then immediately became battle ready by changing his stance as such. However, the other male’s tone was smooth & not at all threatening. He wouldn’t let his guard down, but the lombax did ease a little.
❝ We were just passing through, ❞ he told the stranger, raising his hands in a sort of ‘we-come-in-peace’ gesture. ❝ No need for any trouble, alright ?? ❞ What was this guy ?? Ratchet was sure he had never seen a thing like him. Didn’t exactly matter, though, did it.
“I am curious,” Clank concluded in the conversation, which made Ratchet turn his body slightly so the both of them could face the new-comer. “Your vehicle… is it some sort of time altering device?” Clank had done a few scans during these few moments of observing, & it seemed to have all the mechanics to do as such.
❝ Wait, like a ‘ time machine ‘ ?? ❞ Again, here they were, in what the other called, “sticking their noises where they don’t belong”.
“Who says I’m looking for any?” the raccoon purred in a silky tone, head tilting slightly to the side. The thief didn’t appear at all tense, but he still watched the other’s movements out of the corner of his eye, ready to dodge at a moment’s notice if at all necessary.
His gaze lifted to the mechanism on the stranger’s back, his intrigue growing as it began to speak. That explained why the stranger had been talking to it. But then again, Murray talked to his van, so he could never be too sure. However, his facade faltered ever so slightly as he realized what the duo had said.
How did they find out so quickly?
“Wow, that’s... a very astute observation,” Sly replied, stance shifting so that he was leaning on his cane. “How did you know that? Well, other than the giant clock on the roof, I mean.”
have another prompt then !! how about sly and ratchet are out on a mission, and some sparks scare ratchet and sly has to help him calm down?
now ur speaking my language ;)))
i ended up having it switch between ratchet and sly’s perspectives so that’s signaled by the line thing (although at the end it just goes everywhere lmao)
drabble under the cut:
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I love battle couples ok.
Fighting side by side. Trusting each other completely. Trying to protect each other. Casual banter in the middle of a fight. Their teamwork. Sparring each other to keep their skills sharp. Getting uncontrollably angry if the other gets hurt. Kissing each other when they’re victorious.
I seriously have a thing for battle couples.
💓 [ WAGGLES BROWS LOUDLY ]
National Kissing Day, you say? Send a 💓 if you’d like a kiss from my muse.
ratchet had gotten used to hiding. in fact, he much rather preferred it to the constant harassment of the press. for a while, he had been staying with sly in his home outside of the bustling city. all the while he had gotten to know the thief– the more and more this– weird feeling grew. he found it similar to what he felt with the girls he had crushes on, but, it was different. like he could talk with sly for hours, and sly could understand everything. it was almost eurphoric.
today was the first time he was asked to help on a heist. all he had to do was act as a distraction– since no one knew who he was or even what species he was.
ratchet immediately agreed.
the heist was successful, as the duo got away before that fox lady arrived. once again, she caught the criminal they stole from, saving the day indirectly.
once inside their getaway van, ratchet had this huge smile on his face, and was even laughing. in the moment, ratchet grabbed sly by the shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss on the lips.
to the lombax’s surprise, the raccoon returned the favor, wrapping his arms around ratchet’s hips. when their lips finally broke from eachother, they stared at one another with this new fondness.
“ did i steal something else? ” sly asked, a grin spreading from ear to ear. ratchet responded with another laugh, before giving sly one– then two more quick kisses on the cheek and nose.
a groan was heard from bentley, who returned to working on his laptop.
he had taken a detour on his way home. clank had called him during his flight, saying that press were expecting him to land here soon. wanting to avoid all that mess and drama for even just a little while, he had taken the long route home.
ratchet never actually visited this galaxy before, despite it being so close. he was so awestruck by this one planet he was passing by, he didn’t notice the asteroid about to strike his left wing.
and down towards the previously-pretty-now-scary planet he went, crash landing a few miles out from the nearest city. he came out with a few scratches and bruises, especially a cut stretching across his shoulder (thanks glass). however, the ship was fixable. if he went into town and came back with supplies by dawn, he’d be off and home bound by tomorrow night.
well, that was a little harder than he thought. according to the abundance of signs, he learned that this city was called paris. and it was huge.
he made his way down the street, hoping that he blended in with the rest of the crowd. of course, he was getting some weird looks. guess nobody here has ever seen a lombax before.
he turned a corner into an alley, sitting down against the nearest wall. he pulled open a map he found, trying to figure out where he was and where he could find parts and tools.
ratchet never once looked at the rooftops.
He continued to observe the newcomer. How out of place they looked, he mused. Upon closer inspection, the thief noticed that a few bruises littered their skin. And was that some sort of gash on their shoulder? Had they been in some sort of accident?
Sly slowly raised himself to his feet, using his cane as extra assistance. His curiosity had finally gotten the better of him. But along with that curiosity was a hint of concern.
Rocking his shoulders in anticipation, the thief broke into a sprint, dashing across the roof before he leapt into the open air. His cane snagged on a wire as he rode it down like a zip line. The raccoon landed swiftly in the mouth of the alley that the feline-esque individual had chosen to rest in. A long, ringed tail flicked to and fro at his ankles with each step he took forward. Once he was a few feet from the stranger, Sly stopped in his tracks. The shadows cast by the street lights meters away enveloped his face in shadow.
“Excuse me,” the raccoon spoke, his voice penetrating the cool Parisian air. It carried a smooth, almost sultry tone. Lifting his head back slightly revealed a smug, yet friendly grin tugging at the corners of his lips. “But you looked lost. Do you need any help?”
[ i just got back from my grandparents’ house recently, so activity on this blog will be much more frequent!! <3 ]
sly: you know, you look good in a mask.
ratchet: quit flirting! let’s go already.
i was suddenly inspired by this.
im so gay
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