#solidango

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RANCHERS WEEK DAY 1

LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

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Inspired by I'm Not Looking for Perfection/I'm Not Offering a Saint by @watcheraurora! This fic is SO GOOD OMG

I read chapter 10 and... Deepfrost Tango in white..... yeah...

ft Jimmy having a crisis and enjoying some cocoa

[haruintheblank]

drew some ranchers fluff to destress… the most gentle kisses for the most tragic duo !!!!

tumblr is fucking w the quality. crossposted to twitter (@/h_runx) reference from @/mellon_soup

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7. Lincolnshire Posy: II. — Composed by Percy Grainger, Performed by the Dallas Wind Symphony

It’s been on my mind lately that I had a lot of these Spotify song requests that I finished and never got around to posting, so I’m gonna try to chip away at posting these over the next few weeks! BUT Hi Ghost :] It’s so funny this was the song you ended up getting the number for; I had actually listened to it on loop during the deepest trenches of ranchers brainrot however many months ago, so I’m really happy I ended up being able to draw something for them!! <3 This is also the part where I expose myself for being an unashamed band kid =w= Grainger’s one of my favorite composers, so I listen to his works a lot and couldn’t help associating the really soft hopeful horns with this kind of healing period for the ranchers ;w;

I probably won’t ever really go into the details of the m-1 server’s overall plot, but I think the general vibe for m-1 ranchers is that these little moments of soft sunlight and healing bones were some of the most needed for them, so that’s why scenes like this always stand out in my mind <3 Context aside though, I think m-1 ranchers are just super sweet so!! figured I’d Full-Send share this soft doodle of them :]

[nyaiiaii]

Feels like Home ♡

A solidango commission for my lovely friend @mumboyumbo <3

[eliyips]

post these ranchers when they least expect it

[animationsoup]

So I finally caved and decided to post some sketchbook pages I’ve been doing. I DONT CARE IF ITS BAD IR CRINGE, I AM FREE HERE.

Page was inspired by watcheraurora‘s fic “Even Ice Walls Fall Down” series

[insecurecosplayer]

Team Ranchers ❤️➰💛

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Me- Tango

My partner- Jimmy

Instagram;

https://www.instagram.com/cosplaying_lizard?igsh=MTI5cTM5ajEyczE4dw==

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Kodachicon 2024, Sweden

[anaacat60]

Jimmy in his newest video: “Guys I can clarify, me and tango, we NEVER held hands… we held each other…”

[omgitsbeewave]

have some gays

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a real quick ranchers doodle

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Tango from @watcheraurora's fic: King's Tide!

HIGHLY recommend this fic!!! Honestly WatcherAurora is one of my favorite ranchers writers EVER!!!

Tango's showing off his amazing swimming skills for his pretty human lol wheeee backflips!

[hmshermitcraft]

One of my favorite interpretations of shared-pain soulmate dynamics is the idea that they then also share period cramps.

Ranchers in Double Life, trans!Tango, his period rolls around. Terrible timing as is, it’s hard to deal with during a death game, but he makes it work. Then one day, he finds Jimmy leaning against their fence, one hand clutching his abdomen. Tango immediately ran up to him asking what was wrong.

“My stomach hurts so bad, I don’t know why.”

Tango froze for a moment, registering what must be happening.

“Ah. That one’s my fault.”

Jimmy looked at him confused before he continued, “I’m on my period.”

Cue Jimmy’s shock and outrage that ‘you experience this every month!?!!’ and Tangos response of ‘Pretty much.’

Yeah, they have some things to talk about. And Jimmy desperately needs advice on pain management

The 'monthly death time' club has some extra members that season. Tango is probably the most sympathetic. Cleo and Pearl are trying... When they stop laughing.

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6. Overdose — Trickle

I've known from the start that it all would fall apart Heart-broken after dark I'm such a fool for thinking anything has love for me, hah Overdose, hold me close, darling Feeling so low, falling Close my eyes and let me leave my blues behind

This is actually a piece I finished a few months ago; I had wanted to experiment with a more solid line brush, color palettes, and cropped compositions, and I figured doing an album-cover-style piece would be good practice for it! I meant to post it back when i finished it in June, because I'm honestly super proud of how it came out! But i just never got around to it— super happy I get to share it with you all now :]

[redstone-archivist]

Day 9 - Locked

Scott smiles and holds out three cubes towards his partners. Yellow, like a wheat field, sunlit on a hot summer afternoon for Jimmy. Orange, like a cozy home fire in the hearth for Tango. And green, the color of the summer evening forest for Martyn.

- It's a puzzle. - Smajor says tenderly, looking at his partners in turn and seeing puzzled looks in his direction. - The recipient goes through a small maze to get his gift. It won't be easy, but the main thing is not to give up.

- Oh... - the redstoner made a loud sound and actively wagged his tail, Tango tries to disassemble his intriguing mechanism, which does not give in from the first seconds.

- No! I want to be the first! - Jimmy groans and begins to twist the cube in his hands, trying to understand how to work with it.

Martyn, smiling contentedly, silently begins to twist his green cube, wanting to find out before all his partners what the wily Smajor hid in their gifts.

Smajor only grinned, enjoying watching the emotions on the faces of his future fiancees. How nice to see Tango's almost aggressively wagging tail, who was already a quarter of the way through the puzzle. Snorting Jimmy, who fluffed his wings in frustration and looked at the cube, which did not move from its place in his hands. And a contentedly smiling Martyn, who had just begun his journey.

- You know, something important for all of us is locked there. - the elf says coquettishly, catching a few second glances and enjoying the enthusiasm with which his partners continued. - Perhaps it will not work on the first try, but do not give up.

A couple of minutes later, the click of an open puzzle was heard. Martyn winced quietly, watching in amazement as the ring with yellow, orange, green and turquoise colors came into being. Tango and Jimmy, standing nearby, gasped in surprise.

- Will you be my fiance? - Scott says coquettishly and tenderly, winking at Martin, who immediately and agreeably nods.

- But.. I.. - Jimmy's voice was heard, causing Scott to smile tenderly in response.

- Take out the locked ring from your puzzle, and I will propose to you, too. - Scott winks, watching with awe how Martyn puts the ring on his finger, Tango (making chthonic sounds) along with snorting Jimmy - continue to pull out their locked rings to hear the same words.

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here’s my last contribution to the @hermitshippingbigbang! this one is for chapter 9 of Not Your Ordinary Ghost Story by @stucksinger1986!

the other artists who worked on this fic are @at7artblog, @hyperfixtime, and @mellioops!! everyone’s done a lovely job, so make sure to go check them and the fic out!!