#rancher home

[kushitokiku]

Home Bar - Farmhouse Home Bar Example of a large farmhouse single-wall laminate floor and brown floor wet bar design with an undermount sink, shaker cabinets, white cabinets, quartz countertops, white backsplash, subway tile backsplash and white countertops

[ozgurkedi]

[justinrodgers]

Farmhouse Dining Room Example of a huge country laminate floor and brown floor kitchen/dining room combo design with beige walls

[pokemonbattletournament]

Announcing: the We Have Pokémon at Home battle tournament!

We are proud to present the follow-up to the Pokémon Battle Tournament: the We Have Pokémon at Home Battle Tournament! In this tournament, monsters from the monster taming/battling/collecting genre that are explicitly Not Pokémon will duke it out in a one-on-one battle tournament. This tournament will take on the same format as the Pokémon Battle Tournament, asking “who would win in a battle?”. For this tournament, we are taking submissions for which monsters to include. Monsters from non-pokémon franchises, pokémon parodies, fakémon and beta pokémon are eligible. Your own fakémon creations and unique outside the box suggestions are especially encouraged.

Submissions are closed, thanks everyone for submitting!

Answers to any questions you may have under the cut.

Q&A: Which monsters can I submit as contestants? Monsters eligible to be included in the tournament are:

Monsters from another monster taming franchise. A non-exhaustive list is included below, monsters from other franchises are eligible as well.

In-universe Pokémon parodies (think, for instance, of the Voidcritters from the Sims 4) are allowed and encouraged, provided individual species are documented somewhere online.

Fakémon are allowed and encouraged. Especially your own creations are encouraged as a special treat. Mons from published fangames are allowed. Fakémon variants of existing Pokémon are allowed. Fusion designs are allowed.

In the light of the recent leaks, beta versions of Pokémon are allowed. For leaked pokémon, any link to a post discussing the leak is sufficient as documentation.

Anything else you can think of that fits the criterion of “we have Pokémon at home”. Outside the box suggestions are encouraged.

Monsters ineligible to be included in the tournament are:

Official Pokémon or any of the canon variants thereof.

Monsters that lack an image or online documentation of an individual species.

Monsters not submitted as individual species.

What do I need to submit a monster? To submit a monster, you need an image link and a link to information about the monster, preferably a wiki page or an introduction post by its creator.

How many monsters can I submit? As many as you like. Go nuts.

Which monsters will be included? As many as are needed to round up or down to the nearest power of 2. Preference will be given to a variety of origins, so if a specific franchise or fakémon creator dominates the submissions not all of them will be included.

When are the submissions due? Submissions will run for two weeks, until December 20th. Depending on the rate of submissions, I reserve the right to cut off submissions early if the number of submissions runs in the thousands.

When will I know if my submission made it? When the polls for round 1 go up! A huge part of the fun of the first round is, to me, the element of surprise, so you will find out at the same time as everyone else who is in the tournament.

The pre-approved non-exhaustive list of franchises from which monsters can be submitted is as follows. New franchises may be added to the list as submissions come in:

Digimon

Monster Rancher

Shin Megami Tensei

Spectrobes

Bakugan

Bugsnax

Coromon

Dragon Quest Monsters

Neopets

Robopon

Telefang

Temtem

Yo-Kai Watch

Monster Hunter Stories

Nexomon

Yu-Gi-Oh

Palworld

Slime Rancher

Casette Beasts

Ooblets

Loomian Legacy (Roblox)

SquisherZ (Hypnospace Outlaw)

Fossil Fighters

Voidcritters (The Sims 4)

Beastieball

[clownsuu]

Thank you for indoctrinating me into being a Wally/Howdy enjoyer. It's not the pair I would have expected to see but still a cute pairing (with GREAT potential angst) nonetheless.

I saw a pajama-outfit meme a few days earlier that fit these two very well, though I forgot to save the actual thing it’s self smhhhh (basically it’s the ship dynamic of “slay slay bich serve” and other is literally just in their boxers MCGFGYDHJDD)

I like to think when ever howdy is content/sleepy/wholesomely happy, his antennae wiggle a lil bit

also bonus Sally and Julie cause I love their chaotic energy MCHHDH

[lunarcrown]

The skizz and ranchers plate it up stream was SOOOO cute and my fave things were GRATUITOUS Jimmy affirmations and encouragement, cupcake cannon Tango, and maid cafe real (but cafe name to be workshopped on…)

What was y’alls?

[tubbytarchia]

I'm back on my crap

Song is Forest Fire by Brighton

It'll be a general animation of the life series in general, and not shippy! Just general... Really wanted to animate this scene first though to some degree teehee

If you'd be so kind, please suggest some significant feeling scenes that I could add into the animation involving Impulse, Skizz, and Pearl outside of Double Life + Lizzie outside of Secret Life!!

woe Jimmy and flower base upon ye too

[archangeldyke-all]

Outlaw cowboy sevika who fell in love with a good woman or a woman she is partner in crimes with?

i'm done writing the big fic, so i can finally start doing requests again!! starting with this GENIUS idea tysm anon <333

men and minors dni

the parlor doors swing open, and a shadowy figure wanders into the tavern. behind the bar, you bite your lip, watching patrons scatter as the cloaked figure struts over to the bar, a jingle decorating every one of their footsteps as their spurs twirl on their boots.

they knock on the bar top to get your attention, like you haven't had your eyes trained on them since they strolled in. you grin.

"how can i help ya?" you ask, already reaching under the counter to pull out a glass and bottle of whiskey. you pour them a big glass and slide it across the bar, not moving your hand when they reach forward to grab it.

when your fingers meet, you gently brush yours against theirs, then slowly, slowly trail your fingers up their arm, before grabbing the rim of their hat and flicking it up.

there she is, you think as sevika's face is finally revealed to you. she's smiling just as wide as you are.

"got any vacancies?" she asks. you chuckle.

"fully booked, sorry miss." you tease. she snorts. "but maybe if you work for it i can arrange a place for you to sleep." you add on. sevika rolls her eyes as you grab two buckets and gesture for her to follow you. she does. she always does.

you wander out of the tavern and into the small side garden you tend to in your free time. shoving a bucket into her arms, you gesture at the well. she meanders over to it and begins pumping the spout until water comes spurting out. you watch in amusement as she gets sprayed and curses.

you walk through your rows of crops, harvesting a few ears of corn, a couple of potatoes, a handful of carrots.

your tavern/inn is located on the main street of a small shanty town in the middle of nowhere. the only people who travel through these parts are up to no good, so when you came to own the place after the previous owner died and left it in your name, you made a few policy changes.

for one thing, you don't ask questions. patrons can come in riddled with shrapnel and bleeding, their faces identical to the 'wanted' sketches that are plastered around town, and you simply turn a blind eye and serve them a hearty bowl of stew, fill 'em up with liquor, patch their wounds, and give them a bed. in exchange for your discretion, you've made plenty of shady friends, who often pay for their time spent in the tavern with stolen and smuggled goods like pretty jewelry, gold bars, or premium cuts of meats or cheeses.

the locals don't give you much trouble, too scared to piss off any of your friends, too happy with the imported rare goods they bring to town with them to complain about the occasional stand off or shootout.

you wander out of the garden, stopping by the small stables and greeting sevika's trusty mare shimmer. the horse whinnies at your appearance, tail swinging happily as you scratch her ears.

"hey, shimmer." you whisper to the horse. "here, baby." you say, hand feeding her a few carrots. "how much trouble'd she get you in this time?" you ask the horse. shimmer doesn't respond, too busy crunching on her treats.

behind you, sevika's hand wraps around your waist. you smile as she presses a kiss against your head.

"missed you." she mumbles against your temple. you laugh and gesture to the tavern.

"c'mon." you say. "i'll canoodle with you once these chores are done."

you and sevika spend the afternoon tending to the tavern. she distributes the water evenly among bedrooms, filling the wash bowls and pitchers patrons can use to hydrate and clean themselves.

you tend to the stew, chopping and stirring in your vegetables, adding a few pinches of dried garlic and onion powder to the bubbling pot of perpetual stew, stirring and tasting and adjusting until you're happy with how it tastes.

it's the slow season. travelers are rare in these parts, but even more so during the scalding hot summer. a few neighbors wander in for a quick drink, and the few patrons you have retire to their rooms once sevika's done refreshing them.

once the sun sets, the tavern is empty, except for you and sevika.

she's staring at you adoringly from across the bar, her chin propped up in her hand as she watches you sweep. you scoff at her expression.

"what kinda trouble'd you get yourself into this time, huh?" you ask. sevika chuckles.

"you didn't see it in the papers?" she asks.

"that train robbery?" you ask. sevika shrugs with a smile. you laugh. "you're gonna get caught up one of these days." you say as you begin wiping down the bar top. sevika rolls her eyes.

"you got no faith in me, darlin', it breaks my heart." she says. you laugh and turn off the oil lamps, before starting up the stairs. sevika follows behind you.

the second floor is where your patrons sleep, but you get the whole attic/third floor to yourself. it's a nice little studio space, two windows on either side, big enough to hold a double mattress and two sets of drawers, a few chests stuffed full with treasures and valuables sevika's brought back to you.

sevika sighs as she enters the space, hanging her hat and poncho up on two nails you'd slammed into the walls for her years ago, shoving off her boots and stripping down to her undergarments. you sit at your desk and watch her strip with scruitny, making sure she doesn't have any new wounds or scars. she washes herself down with a wet rag, sighing as the grime and dirt of her travels slowly washes away. once your sure she's not injured, you allow your gaze to become appreciative, taking in her muscular back and arms as they scrub her body down.

you rise from your seat and approach her, slinging your hands around her waist and tucking your chin over her shoulder. she sighs and leans back against you.

"three weeks is too long." you mumble against your lover. sevika hums.

"i know, darlin'." she says. you take the washcloth from her and begin to scrub her back for her, occasionally kneading and massaging at the knots and tension that riddles her muscles. she melts. "i missed you." she sighs. you kiss the nape of her neck.

"i missed you too. had me worried, you know." you mumble against her. she turns in your arms to wrap her own around your waist, gently swaying the two of you back and forth as she soaks in your features.

"i've been yours for how long?" she teases. you roll your eyes. "five years now?" she asks. you smile and nod. "and you're still worried about me? you know i always come back to you darlin'." she says. you sigh and roll your eyes. "gonna give yourself an ulcer at this rate." she teases. you chuckle.

"wouldn't have to worry if you stuck around." you say.

you and sevika have had this conversation a thousand times now. she's made more than enough in her time as a bandit for the two of you to live comfortably together until the end of time.

still, she always leaves. you don't blame her, before she met you sevika spent her entire life wandering the west, all alone, never staying in one place for longer than a week.

but then, one fateful night all those years ago, she stumbled into your tavern bloodied and battered, staring at you with a sparkle in her eyes as you patched her up. and since then, she's been circling back to you after each and every one of her jobs.

the longer she's had you, the more time she puts between her heists. you'll get her to stay eventually, you just have to be patient. but patience is hard when the love of your life has such a dangerous occupation.

sevika swoops in to kiss the frown off your lips. you sigh against her and wrap your arms around her shoulders as she slowly uncinches your corset and helps you out of your layers.

when you're both naked, you guide her to the bed, plastering yourself to her side as you continue to kiss her. tears well up in your eyes as you get your hand in her hair, and she notices, pulling away with a frown.

"'s wrong darlin'?" she asks. you hide your face against her shoulder.

"what if you die out there, sev? a hundred miles away all alone in the desert... nobody'd find you until you were just bones and dust. and i'd be here waitin' for you to come home for the rest of my life." you say, your voice wobbly. sevika wraps you up in her arms and sighs against you. you reach up to gently trace the scars littering her left cheek.

"fuckin' ruining the surprise." she grumbles against you. you blink.

"what surprise?" you ask. sevika rolls her eyes and darts forward to kiss your forehead.

"the train... it was a cargo train. one of the cars was headed to a bank, padded wall to wall with cash 'n gold. enough for a hundred people." she says. you gulp and blink at her, hesitant to assume lest you get your heart broken.

"so?" you ask. sevika chuckles.

"so, i'm retiring." she says simply. "fuck do i need to keep robbin' and lootin' for if i'm already filthy rich?" she asks. you blink at her, your heart swelling, tears falling down your cheeks as you soak in her words. "plus... i met a girl i'm hopin' to settle down with." she says, smiling shyly at you.

you let out a shaky breath then launch forward, pinning sevika to the bed as she laughs and gathers you in her arms.

"are you serious?" you ask against her. she chuckles and kisses your head.

"deadly." she responds. you melt against her, clinging to her like your life depends on it. "you think you might need a new employee here?" she asks. you snort against her.

"i can figure somethin' out." you say. "gotta work on your people skills, though." you tease her through your tears. sevika laughs and smacks your ass.

"y'know..." she starts. you pick your head up from her shoulder to look at her, and she looks away, nervous. you kiss her lips and she sighs, her anxiety melting away under your touch. "i met a pastor while i was out wanderin'." she says. "said he wouldn't be opposed to marryin' two women if someone were to give his chapel some donation money." she whispers.

you study sevika for a moment as she anxiously nibbles on her lip. "you askin' me to marry you?" you ask. sevika shrugs.

"i mean... i've already given you hundreds of rings." she says. you smile.

"you have." you say. she smiles up at you.

"so?" she asks. "his chapel's a day's ride from here. figured we could go now during the slow season, make it a little vacation?" she asks. you grin and launch down to kiss her, and sevika sighs against your mouth.

"there's nothin' in this world that would make me happier, baby." you whisper against her lips. sevika grins.

"sure you won't mind bein' an outlaw's wife?" she asks. you laugh and smack her shoulder.

"a former outlaw." you correct her. she chuckles. "and no, i won't mind. 'specially when that outlaw's as handsome as you." you say. below you, sevika blushes.

"fuck off." she grunts. you laugh.

"that's no way to talk to your wife." you tease her. sevika grins.

"you're right. 'm sorry, darlin'."

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[moonstonecanyon]

(07/31/2024.)

I drew Tomahawk/Centaur to help myself feel a little better...

(Tomahawk redesign by me, I redesigned him into a little cowboy)

[mysillygusta]

MORE TIL I DIEEEEE

Selling the completed one as a print on RB for those interested!

New additions!! X for XJ9 from My Life as a Teenage Robot and Z for Zarya from Overwatch!

[pigeon-sponge]

beatrix and the initial trinity

[pastelitey]

hi everyone. today it has officially been one year since the worst thing ever happened to me. what might that be, you ask? well, let me tell you:

IT HAS BEEN ONE YEAR SINCE I LOST THEM 💔💔💔 YES I AM STILL SAD ABOUT IT OKAY NO ONE TALK TO ME!!

r.i.p ranchers 😔

[dead-sp1der]

Every time I (re)read a Ranchers + Pearl fic, I get a little more insane

Oh if only the Ranchers weren't so desperate for the approval of the rest of the server (approval they were never going to get anyways) and didn't shut her out

[sincerely-nines]

love that warmth is a consistent theme in team rancher. For me at least

[pokemonbattletournament]

We have Pokémon at Home!

Round 1 matchup 41

Propaganda for Lopmon:

"He is chocolate and strawberry flavour and I love him. Also he can be you angel or your devil as he literally digivolves in like celestial digimon with one being a good boy and the other being a bad boy. Also bnny."

Propaganda for Tarr:

"These thangs can multiply endlessly, are aggressive, & are only defeated with water!"

More info under the cut

More information about Lopmon:

More information about Tarr:

[mashpotatoyeti]

Tiny quality of life features you have my entire heart. 🥹