Random Roblox Game Made By @nyuska-art

Haven't been posting in a while! Yeh just didn't want to. This thing! Probably furthest away I've been from a rat, look, it has a phone for a head! anyway

A rat sitting on a sea bunny as they venture forth

THE VERY FIRST TIME SOMEONE ACTUALLY ASKED FOR SOMETHING???????I THINK?

And first time actually a drawing not in ibis. Frankly don't remember the rules I've set myself for this blog, i think I'm allowed to make more detailed drawings? Hope you like it, my lovely anon, it is such a great idea!

Not me randomly getting sad about not being able to buy a plush.

My favorite shitpost time

I have 20 followers now :D

Thank you, if you are reading this and follow me, thank you! If you have any ideas or questions feel free to send them in my asks, I would be very happy to answer :)

Could have made this post yesterday but didn't think about it.

Tumblr reminded me of this game and I couldn't be happier look t them rats! I love them sm

the candy is just falling out of the bowl now. gotta go dump my 1 million and whatever much at home

Bye aunty. Heehee

I used the wrong color for the pumpkin :(

*knock knock* TRICK OR TREAT

You know why I'm here

You win, take all the candy xD /dumps a bowl of candy into the pumpkin wait- what's that behind you? is that... are you holding *cheese?* /hisses like a feral thing and flees

This shirt is so cool I'm so happy

*knock-knock* TRICK OR TREAT

Hi I am here to take your candy! And your blood! Uh- I actually only have like two sweets, I don't think any of that stuff in the pumpkin is edible, so please, I need more!

AWWW well here is a treat (snippet from an old fic I never posted.)

Sleepy davesport..

Jack was probably awake, the sneaky fuck. Just way too emotionally bottled-up to lucidly admit he wanted someone to hold while he slept.

Dave, on the other hand, never had that problem.

All the same, Dave prodded at the forearm which was tightly looped around his shoulder, seemingly with no intention of loosening.

“‘Sport,” he whispered, still poking at him, because he felt he should let him know he was betraying all his hard work of shutting people out. At the very least.

Jack didn’t shift at all, instead croaking out a curt, “What?”

Dave said nothing. He’d get it eventually. And he could feel Jack’s eyelids flutter against his shoulder, probably as he tried to process what, exactly, he was doing. He must’ve gotten it eventually– poor thing– because he mumbled out, “Oh, whatever,” and tucked closer to him.

Little thing, now I'm gonna catch the z's

This thing has canines, lore accurate.

Oh holy Dee don't take away my right to post! And yeh HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRLY MY FAVOURITE. And I know I'm late(probably), sorry sorry