a rodent i think

nillannox replied to your post “Vaderkin overhears some people making fun of his and Luke’s backwater…”

I’ve been wheezing about this for a good hour just imagine Vader reporting to the emperor about why the Death Stars productivity has dropped and Tarkin is seemingly paranoid now “giant rats my master” it’s the closest he’s ever come to dropping his cover

“Rodents of Unusual Size, Lord Vader?” Palpatine sneers. “I don’t think they exist.”

He is immediately attacked by a horde of womp rats.

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Reaper and his wraiths–at least, that’s what Talon calls them. It doesn’t help that McCree looks like he stepped straight from the past.


Drew up designs for Jesse and Genji for the “Gabe takes his boys to Talon with him” AU.

Jesse gets a snazzy little skull on his hat. He probably also has some rodent bones dangling from his Peacekeepers for aesthetic. I’m thinking of going with the top-right design for Genji, so he and Jesse share a little visual consistency with the muzzle/mask look. I also like that his muzzle faintly recalls Japanese demon masks.

As for the bottom right image… There’s a reason Genji wears a muzzle in battle. Talon tried mucking about with his head the first time they repaired his body, but thanks to Jesse and Gabe, Genji’s still mostly in control of himself. He does have a tendency to get a little off during battles, though…

Togedemaru - not a hedgehog

hold your horses you sonic weebs, I’m here to tell you that I don’t think Togedemaru, the new electric rodent is a hedgehog, a) because hedgehogs are not rodents (far from it, rodents are more related to humans than they are to hedgehogs) b) Hedgehogs do not have long tails and c) HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF SPINY MICE

It’s a an african mouse genus with 19 extant species, and are distinctly recognised by their stiff spine like guard hairs, similar to the spines of a hedgehog

You’re here!” Isabelle danced up to them in delight, carrying a glass of fuchsia liquid, which she thrust at Clary. “Have some of this!”
Clary squinted at it. “Is it going to turn me into a rodent?”
“Where is the trust? I think it’s strawberry juice,” Isabelle said. “Anyways, it’s yummy. Jace?” She offered him the glass.
“I am a man,” he told her, “and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone, woman, and bring me something brown.”
“Brown?” Isabelle made a face.
“Brown is a manly color,” said Jace, and yanked on a stray lock of Isabelle’s hair with his free hand. “In fact, look – Alec is wearing it.”
Alec looked mournfully down at his sweater. “It was black,” he said. “But then it faded.”
“You could dress it up with a sequined headband,” Magnus suggested, offering his boyfriend something blue and sparkly. “Just a thought.”
“Resist the urge, Alec.” Simon was sitting on the edge of a low wall with Maia beside him, though she appeared to be deep in conversation with Aline. “You’ll look like Olivia Newton-John in Xanadu.”
“There are worse things,” Magnus observed.
—  Cassandra Clare, City of Glass