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Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Round 1 Part 18
Deacon Hollow (Cinderella Boy)
Viktor (Arcane)
Roathe (Warframe)
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo weāve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and itās revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Might I add:
The defeat of the wizard who made people choose how theyād be to be executed
The woman who raised the changeling alongside her biological child
The human who died of radiation poisoning after repairing the spaceship
The adventures of a space roomba
Cinderella finding Araura (and falling in love)
I donāt know a snappy description but the my nemesis cynthia story certainly lives in my head
hilariously, these are almost all in my fic tag. so, a compiled list from the notes (and some extras):
The God of Arepo (graphic novel 1 / 2 / 3) (ebook)
The Monster of Sentan
The Witchās Cat
Raise Both Children
Stabby the Roomba (honorable mention)
Cinderella Marries the Prince (comic)
My Arch Nemesis Cynthia
Pirates and Mermaid
Eindred and the Witch
The Demon King
The Cornerwitch
Grandmother Beetroot
Apocalypse Daycare Worker
Grandmother Accidentally Summons a Demon
New Year Saga
A Story About Changelings
Ranger in the Kingās Forest
The Difference Between a Hare and a Rabbit
Goblin Men (Canines)
I am in love with you /p
Adding Faceblind Prince Charming and Cinderella
21. The human who died of radiation poisoning after repairing the spaceship
22. The defeat of the wizard who made people choose how theyād be to be executed
adding the Doctors Without Borders one
I LOVE tumblr storytime, so hereās a bunch more your weekend reading. Enjoy!
24. The Queen with Three Cursed Children
25. Tiny Dragon with one coin hoard
26. Haunted house
27. Shark hero was about to go rogue
28. Grandma lives in the woods comic
29. A Different Aftermath comic
30. Battery (microstory but I love it so much)
31. Itās A Date comic
32. Supervillian kidnaps rivalās kid and they want to stay
33. Narrative Town
34. I have been hired to clean the wizard tower comic
35. Robot Apocalypse
36. The Statues That Do Not Weather
37. Kushiel
38. Tooth Fairy
39. Alien abduction
40. Felonious wish-granting
41. When humans met actual space orcs
42. Space cousins
WAIT REBLOG THIS VERSION INSTEAD
Also Synovus and Menace if someone can find the link to it
okay but pimento being a guest judge on a tv baking show thatās actually a front for an elaborate murder plot is 1000% a plotline that belongs on b99
nbc, make it so
the one problem i have with people my age and younger is that a lot of us do not have hands on hobbies. like i have spoken to so many people my age who go to work, go to school and then fuck around on their phone/computer for hours and then ???????? like no wonder ur depressed and have low confidence in urself. u need to get ur hands on something, feed those dopamine receptors! learn how to play guitar, garden, scrapbook, fucking make model trains. i donāt give a shit, MAKE SOMETHING!!
it feels better than drugs when i finish making a thingāand then show it off or gift it.
and then so people my age say to me āwellāi canāt draw/paint/knit/etc. like you can. my stuff would be terrible.ā yeah, well duhāa part of developing skill is sucking at something and then practicing it over and over and over again until you suck less. uāll have a hard time feeling lonely or bored when you canāt stop thinking abt a technique you want to try or something you want to make for someone else. making things has SAVED MY LIFE. it gave me a reason to keep living day after day when i wanted to die.
making things have improved my generational relationships (when i worked for the newspaper i would talk to customers abt jamming recipes or cross-stitch, one of my grandmas always gives me pattern books and tell me abt when she knitted things for mom, my other grandma is giving me a wedding quilt that HER grandma gave her 50 years ago because she knows i will appreciate it). it also got me likeminded friends who also make things.
take a ceramics class! pick up water colors, bake cakes! learn to work on cars! make soap. DO SOMETHING THAT DOESNāT INVOLVE STARING AT A SCREEN.
Hobbies cost money, Helen.
Do you eat? Then you can have a hobby.
Can you see green outside? Can you get some dirt? Then you can have a hobby.
Do you have a pen and paper? Hobby.
Something with a keyboard? Hobby.
The ability to walk? Hobby.
Get creative and don'tĀ be a pessimist is step one Barabra.Ā
concept: after a few meetings, milesā dad finally realizes that spiderman is like. a kid. and not even like a college kid, an actual, legitimate,Ā āthinks dropping his voice actually disguises itā child. after his freak out (he went up against king pin but heās so small?? rio he said he loved me heās a baby-) he becomes very determined To Stop Spiderman (From Hurting Himself), but since the kidās so slippery he mostly just⦠dads at him from the sidelines, yells encouragements and backs him up in fights and asks him if heās okay afterwards between lectures on vigilantism and also do your parents know where you are young man? and at some point the double parenting starts to confuse miles and he accidentally calls him dad to his face while in the spiderman suit without even noticing. but jefferson notices and is like. Ah. My Child Now. at whichĀ point Operation: Stop Spiderman turns into Operation: Adopt Spiderman. so heās currently trying to figure out how to ask miles if heād be okay with having a brother and miles is currently trying to figure out how to tell his own father that he canāt actually adopt himĀ
went to see into the spider-verse tonight and when gwen had to shave the side of her head someone in the audience said very loudly, āsheās a lesbian!ā and honestly? yeah
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can i ask for a cute dani x aubrey candlelights/christmas fic ? i love your writings by the way :ā0
[travis said aubrey celebrates yule. i said i celebrate yule. gay rights.]
Aubrey was getting groceries for the lodge. That was what she was doing. Barclay had given her a shopping list and she was going to stick to it. She was almost done with the list now, and she hadnāt added anything to her shopping basket that she didnāt need.
Thatās when Aubrey saw the sweater.
It was a grey knit sweater that was long in the front and back with chunky teal buttons. It was hanging on a hanger by the counter. Aubrey knew it would look perfect on Dani. She had to get it. Looking between the shopping list and the basket, she figured she could slip it in. Aubrey took the sweater and went up to the counter.
Twenty minutes later, Aubrey was back at Amnesty Lodge. Most of the residents were in the lobby, but Dani wasnāt there. Aubrey figured she was out getting more ramps. Going into the kitchen, she dropped the bags on the counter. Barclay looked up.
āHey Aubrey, you get everything?ā Barclay asked.
āYes. I promise I got all the things on the list you gave meā Aubrey said.
āAnd?ā Barclay prompted.
āI got something for Dani. But I paid for it myself and today is the solstice so it was super last minute thinking,ā Aubrey admitted.
āAubrey, thatās fine. As long as you actually got sugar this time, weāre good,ā Barclay said. He looked in the brown paper bag. āLooks like you did. Good job.ā
āYeah,ā Aubrey laughed nervously. She would not tell Barclay about how she had missed the aisle for it three times. Taking the sweater out and walking away, she said, āSee you later.ā
As Aubrey walked to her room, she saw a green post-it note on her door. It was in Daniās telltale chicken scratch.
āHey Aubrey, meet me on the balcony for dinner at six? XOXO -Daniā
Okay. Was this a date? Or was it just Yule celebration? Did Dani even celebrate a holiday in December? Aubrey took the note off the door and went inside. She started digging through her travel bag (that she still hadnāt unpacked fully, even after months of living at the lodge) for something to wear. The balcony was outside, so it would be cold. Aubrey could probably wear her vest. But what should she wear under it? She decided on a green button-up shirt that would complement her hair and some black jeans.
The rest of Aubreyās day was spent rifling through storage closets looking for anything resembling wrapping paper. She only found regular paper and bags, until she stumbled upon a thin cardboard box that was the perfect size. Stealing a red sharpie from Mamaās office, Aubrey wrote āTo: Dani From: Aubreyā and then drew a heart. She put the sweater in the box and taped it shut.
There was still about a half hour left. Aubrey sat with Dr. Harris Bonkers, trying to read Twitter. The wifi in the lodge wasnāt the best, so there was a lot of staring at blank screens. Finally, with ten minutes left, Aubrey couldnāt take it anymore. She got up, set Dr. Harris Bonkers down in his pen, grabbed Daniās present, and went into the hallway.
Aubrey started to get nervous as she walked down the hallway. She reached the door and hesitantly pushed it open. On the balcony, as promised, was Dani. She was trying to light some candles on the table. The matches kept being blown out by the breeze. Dani looked over at Aubrey.
āOh, hey! Youāre, uh, early,ā Dani said.
āYeah, sorry,ā Aubrey said, scratching the back of her neck. āDo you want help with those?ā
āSure. Youāre better at it than I am.ā Dani tucked the matchbox into her coat and smiled.
Aubrey stepped forward and snapped her fingers dramatically, igniting the candles in a steady burn. āThe Lady Flame is here to help.ā
Dani laughed and leaned on Aubreyās shoulder. Aubrey leaned into her too. Dani noticed the box in Aubreyās hands.
āWhatās that?ā Dani asked.
āItās for you,ā Aubrey said, handing the box over.
āOh, you didnāt have to get me anything!ā Dani said. She took the box anyway. āShould I open it now or wait?ā
āItās up to you,ā Aubrey said.
āLetās sit down first,ā Dani said. She gestured to the table. āAfter you.ā
āNo, after you, I insist,ā Aubrey smiled. She pulled a chair out for Dani. Dani sat down gracefully. Aubrey sat down in the chair across from her.
āUpstaged at my own dinner,ā Dani sighed, shaking her head.
āYou can open it now,ā Aubrey said. She was a little bit impatient, and she was really hoping Dani would like it.
āOkay. Actually, I got you something too, but I didnāt wrap it,ā Dani said.
āReally?ā Aubrey replied.
Dani nodded and reached into an inside pocket of her green jacket. She pulled out two things: a small blue bowtie, and an embroidered patch. She handed them both to Aubrey. Upon closer inspection, the patch was in the shape of Amnesty Lodge with some trees around it. Shiny silver and red threads were woven throughout the picture to give it dimension.
āI know you liked the Pine Guard patch, but you canāt really wear that around, so I made you this one,ā Dani said.
āItās perfect!ā Aubrey said. She took one of the safety pins off the Pine Guard patch and used it to affix the new patch to her left chest pocket.
While she was doing this, Dani said, āAnd the bowtie is for Dr. Harris Bonkers. I thought the blue would complement his hat and your hair.ā
āThank you, Iām sure heāll appreciate it,ā Aubrey said. She gestured to the box in Daniās hands. āOpen it!ā
Dani laughed as she ripped the tape on the box. Aubrey held her breath as Dani opened it, painstakingly slow. Finally, she pulled out the sweater.
āItās so soft,ā Dani said.
Aubrey grinned. āItās a little bit completely my fault your other sweater has a hole in it, so, yāknow. And I saw this and thought of you. Itās not as good as a handmade patch, butā¦ā
āNo, I love it!ā Dani said. She took off her coat and pulled on the sweater. Aubrey could see her shiver slightly.
āDani, itās still cold, you donāt have to wear it right now,ā Aubrey said.
āWell, maybe you should warm me up?ā Dani suggested. Dani scooted her chair so she was next to Aubrey. Aubrey felt her face heat up.
Tentatively, Aubrey stretched her arm around Daniās shoulders. Dani leaned into Aubreyās arm. She was cold, so much that Aubrey could feel it through her sleeve. Aubrey made the candles burn a little bit hotter. Dani tucked herself under Aubreyās arm. Suddenly, Aubrey remembered her question.
āIs this a date?ā Aubrey asked, unable to stop the words from coming out. Dani looked up at her.
āI planned it to be a date,ā Dani said.
āHave we been on dates before?ā Aubrey frowned, suddenly hit with several realizations at once.
āAre you saying you didnāt know we were dating?ā Dani asked, stifling a laugh in Aubreyās side.
āI justāshit! Weāve been dating for a while,ā Aubrey said.
āI was wondering when you were gonna kiss me,ā Dani said.
āWell, I know Iām super late, but does right now work?ā Aubrey asked.
āYes, Aubrey,ā Dani smiled. She sat up and kissed Aubrey.
It was a little bit awkward in their separate chairs, but Aubrey was too happy and embarrassed to notice. Dani kept laughing against Aubreyās lips, and it was such a perfect sound. When Dani pulled away, she looked Aubrey in the eyes.
āThis is the best Yule gift you could have gotten me,ā Dani smiled, almost laughing again. āI canāt believe you didnāt know.ā
āWell, I thought maybe we were just really good friends,ā Aubrey said. Dani started laughing again, and Aubrey kissed her again.
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[id start: six lineless drawings for characters from taz: amnesty. first is duck newton, depicted as a middle-aged man in a park rangerās uniform with light brown skin, curly hair, and stubble. next is aubrey little, depicted with tan skin, a brown and red undercut, a fire tattoo sleeve and dressed in punk-themed clothes.Ā next is ned chicane, depicted as an older man with gold earrings, rings, andĀ teeth. he has dark brown skin with grey hair and is wearing a suit. next is indrid cold, depicted as a skinny pale man with white hair and red glasses. he is holding a mug that says ānog.ā next is dani, depicted as a light-skinned and blonde woman, she is drawing in a notepad. last is barclay, a medium brown skinned man with a messy dark bun. he is caring a drink tray. end id]
i finally buckled down and drew something, jfc i havent done a piece in over two weeks. so here is some characters from taz:amnesty. i wnated to also include mama and jake, but i just deicide to draw the monster hunters and their cryptid partners ;)
i also changed my duck and aubrey design hahaĀ
Tumblr fam, can I get this off my chest?
Kitty here! Umm, I know this is a bit unorthodox, butā¦Ā Yāall Tumblr bebes are super sweet about this sort of thing, so Iām posting something here and here only.
I just got a cat.
When New Cat is named and fully acclimated, she will def join the dogs, guinea pigs, and chickens as a Tumblr/Instagram regular.
But I haveā¦mixed feelings.
My last cat died six months ago. We didnāt get another cat to replace herāc'est impossible, she was irreplaceable. Rather, we did it because we know two things:
1. A house thatās had a cat in it will always feel empty without a cat in it.
2. We have money and space and time and patience and love, and shelters are full of cats who donāt got none of those things.
Still, Iāve been thinking about my last cat Clementine a lot. And I think it would be healing to me to share a few photos of her.
This was Clementine. We adopted her when she was 14 years old. Thatās old. If she were human, she wouldāve been in her early seventies. Her previous owner had moved into a nursing home. She was lucky to land in one of the few no-kill shelters with enough resources to accept a cat of her age. Many donāt.
Clementine was terribly stressed out being in the shelter after so many years in one personās home. Her fur started to fall out, and she refused to eat.Ā She hid all the time and hissed if approached. No one applied for her.
We saw a lot of great cats at the shelter. For some reason, she was the one my partner and I both couldnāt stop thinking about. We talked about it, and decided we had the patience, emotional maturity, and financial stability needed to address the realities of adopting a shy geriatric cat. So we took her home, and released her under the bed.
āWe might never see this cat,ā I told my partner.Ā āWe might just know sheās here by periodic dips in the level of the food bowl.ā
āIād be okay with that,ā he said.
āI would too.ā
We didnāt see her for 36 hours.
Then, I heard a little sound while I was sitting in bedānot a meow, but a chirp. I looked down, and she sitting there, looking up at me. She chirped again. I patted the blanket.Ā She sprang up beside me and started purring. Surprised, I took this blurry, crappy photo.
Within a week, she was climbing into our laps and kneading us with rapturous abandon. Sometimes she would start to drool out of pure joy.
Now, one complication was our dog. Clementine had never met a dog before, and Iād intended to introduce them very slowly and carefully.Ā When she caught her first glimpse of our dog Brother, I was focused wholly on him, making sure he didnāt lunge or startle her. She darted past me, and ran to rub her face against him.
She was sleeping on top him by the end of the week.
To our complete surprise, Clementine was not scared of dogs.
Clementine loved dogs.
All dogs.Ā Any dogs.
We foster dogs, and every new one that came home got the same treatment.Ā She ran to them like an old lover, chirping her barely-audible chirps, paws warming up to give them a deep tissue massage the moment they sat down.
She put in an application to adopt Sunny, a red heeler mix who was our our 13th or 14th foster. We accepted her application and made him our second dog.
In the course of her four-year career, she cat-trained over a dozen dogs, making each of them infinitely more adoptable. Many went on to permanent homes with cats.
I was always hovering around her and the dogs, incredibly nervous that one might injure her. Sheād been declawed by her first owner; she was defenseless.Ā
But she knew exactly how to handle each one. She sat calmly and accepted sloppy licks from overly-affectionate dogs. She hid from excitable, high-energy dogs until after their playtime. We had one that was so afraid of cats that she was borderline aggressive towards them, but Clementine was absolutely determined. That dog was sleeping peacefully next to her after a month of relentless displays of patient friendliness.
Clem was the Nurse Joy of the house. She always knew if someone was hurting, emotionally or physically.
In this photo, our older dog Brother was suddenly deathly sick. Underneath the blanket heās swaddled in more blankets and many layers of towels, because he was uncontrollably oozing blood. When we brought him home from the emergency vet, Clementine immediately crouched on top of his head, purring and kneading so intensely that it felt like she was in some kind of trance. He recovered fully.
When a (human) friend of ours was recovering from a horrible trauma, Clementine parked herself on her chest and refused to budge.
āBut⦠But⦠I donāt like catsā¦ā our friend said, a last feeble protest before submitting to Clementineās healing ministrations.
We had four glorious years with Clementine. She made it to 18āa great age for a cat. She died peacefully, without pain, and is buried on our property, underneath a her favorite catnip plant.
I donāt know what her life was like before we met, but I know she was happy in those four years. She showed it to us every single day.
Iām so glad we took a chance on a shy senior. There were a lot of risks and a lot of unknowns. We were so focused on accepting those that we werenāt prepared for what we got: the best outcome of all possible outcomes.
Thatās all I wanted to say, really! Thanks for letting me get this off my chest.
New Cat is 14, the same age Clementine was when we adopted her. Sheās in the early stages of renal disease, but weāre hoping she has a few good years left. Iām excited to get to know New Cat. Iām looking forward to posting pictures of her as she finds her place in our house.
I wrote an article soon after she died about why I think senior pets are totally worth it. You can read it here:
http://www.bitchesgetriches.com/twelve-reasons-senior-pets-are-an-awesome-investment/
Iām so amazingly touched by all of the responses. I knew I could count on Tumblr bebes to appreciate Clemās story! Thank you so much. My heart feels healed knowing she might convince others to give senior rescues a chance.
Also Iām happy to introduce New Cat.
This is Clover.
Like a clover: she is very smol and easily overlooked, but itās good luck that we found her.
May Good Cat Clementine watch over us all.
Hey look at the title for my schoolās tube ensemble, where there are 9 tubas.
āMusic Played On Wildly Inappropriate Instumentsā is my favorite genre of music.
I want to hear this.
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