#idk what to tag this lmfao

[judathians-art]

Felt actually good for once and realized I don't just draw myself for fun, so I did some doodles for warmup that I actually liked and went full with them

[your-ftm-puppygirl]

You remind me of my daugther

that's one of the hottest pick up lines I've ever heard 🥰

[dollietoon]

Why are all the toons that are associated with the color blue transgender? /j /pos

[absolutelyzoned]

where are you guys on the biden meter today

[gaykarcist]

Brush test

[sewerwolfx]

i don’t play everskies anymore I just wanted an excuse to post my outfits

[petpetpinixy]

@wario-speedwagon the silly

[dead-loch]

there’s a dude I know who gets off on sending me money but because I’m so bashful I’m still broke as hell

[vanitythevantropist]

When you recommend something and they actually like it

[radiaking]

I know it’s just a video game and a fictional world etc etc but it’s actually really silly that vault tec thought they could just wait shit out and return to the surface one day and be fine. Bc like. Realistically with that many bombs going off and all of those nuclear chemicals etc there’s a very real possibility the very atmosphere of the earth would change completely and a pre-war person would find the new atmosphere uninhabitable and perhaps entire new species would exist and maybe ppl wouldn’t even live off of oxygen or water like before. Which I guess is sort of what ghouls are, new humans that are not adversely affected by radiation the way a pre-war human would be. But like realistically, there’s a strong possibility that no regular pre-bomb human should be able to survive on the surface.

[the-art-in-arthesia-is-loud]

An odd thing i made earlier lol

[kxbo99]

Glorpi meeku 👽

zorp! zorp! gerlp blerp zebble zaga?

(Orignial design by @/dyarikku on twitter)

[victorypointnote]

hello boat posters have some memes i have made

[beloveds-embrace]

☕ anon here

Hear me out. Quiet duchess with highly specialized interests that she can't shut up about. Maybe Kyle or Simon accompanies her on a walk outside and she spots a butterfly species like the black swallowtail and starts yapping happily about how the bright colors are supposed to help ward off predators or something, and how to tell the difference between male and female. And then goes on to talk about the differences between butterflies and moths, how they're all lepidopterans but vastly different, etc. And they're just absolutely SHOCKED about how much information spews out of duchess because it's the most excited anyone has ever seen her, to the point of almost concern.

It doesn't even have to be insects like that, it could be plants. Or jewelry. Gems and minerals. Or maybe even a big oral essay on her favorite character from a book series and why they're her favorite character because of XYZ intricacies. Hyper invested duchess my beloved 💖

YES YES YES YES

It had started as a quiet walk. Simon wasn’t much for conversation, and you had always been comfortable in silence. It was a mutually agreeable arrangement- one that allowed you both to enjoy the crisp morning air without the exhausting expectation of small talk.

And then you saw the butterfly.

It had fluttered past, landing delicately on a nearby shrub, its vibrant wings a striking contrast against the greenery. Without thinking, you had stepped forward, tilting your head as you observed it with growing excitement.

“Oh!”

Simon barely had a moment to register the shift before words- so many words- came spilling out of you.

“That’s a Red Admiral! You can tell by the bright orange bands along the wings- see? They’re warning colors, meant to deter predators. Some butterflies mimic toxic species for protection, but these ones are actually unpalatable to birds!”

Simon blinked.

You turned to him suddenly, eyes bright, gesturing toward the butterfly with enthusiasm he had never seen from you before.

“Did you know you can tell the difference between males and females just by looking at their forewings? Males have these little scent scales they use to attract mates- oh! And butterflies and moths, even though they’re both lepidopterans, are so different! Butterflies have clubbed antennae, while moths have feathery or filamentous ones! And their resting positions- moths keep their wings flat or tented, but butterflies close theirs!”

You were still talking- excitedly- and Simon was still staring.

Not because he wasn’t interested. No, he was listening, genuinely- but mostly because he had never seen you like this before.

Ever.

Their quiet, reserved duchess- the same woman who could sit in silence for hours, who struggled to speak even a handful of words in company- was rattling off information faster than he could process.

And you were beaming.

Simon had seen many things in his life. He had braved battlefields, faced horrors beyond reckoning. But this was entirely foreign to him.

He wasn’t sure what to do with it.

So, he did what he could.

“You like butterflies, then, Duchess?” He rumbled, still watching you as though you had sprouted wings yourself. The prettiest, loveliest of wings.

You paused, your excitement faltering slightly, as if only just realizing how much you had said. You folded your hands together, gaze lowering, a hint of shyness creeping back into your posture.

“I… yes,” you admitted, quieter now. “I like entomology in general, but butterflies are… lovely, aren’t they?”

Simon exhaled through his nose, a huff of something like amusement.

“Yeah, love,” he murmured, glancing at the butterfly still perched nearby, and then glancing right back at you. “They are.”

He didn’t need to say the rest of his words, and you pretended like you couldn’t feel the warmth creeping up your neck.

[elv1raes]

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[ddocson]

i'm self-indulging at this point — but i wanted to explore more of the expressive-tango-hair-thing, and i wanted to draw ranchers (ofc), and it became... this, 4am comic

since i made a point of "blue hair tango = sad," my thought here is that dungeon master tango has some connection with the wardens of the dungeon. since theyre "mourners," their feelings seep into him, and he's just. perpetually feeling their sadness. which is why he's always blue.

(also this would take place during the crossover in ranch 2)