βAnd if youβll give me 40% of the MOST POPULAR VOTE, Iβll give you my SPECIAL REWARD... A yearβs supply of NON-GLOOBY SLIME!!! Never or BARELY used!!!β Tenna concluded his speech with a huge smile, jetting his hands up in double peace signs.
The crowd roared in confused enthusiasm as Tenna gave a gracious flurry of low-FPS bows, pausing only for the occasional stink-nose at his audience plants who werenβt throwing enough 3D roses.
Eventually, the room fell silent. It was Senshiβs turn to speak.
He puffed out his chest, took a long, sweeping look over the audience⦠and shook his head.
βI can see not all of you are eating properly.β
The crowd murmured with embarrassment.
βI donβt know who needs to hear this, but itβs time to take the turkey out of your icebox. I have seen the ingenious technology with which your people store food... and I have also seen the waste which results from such convenience.
βThe food you take had a life. Beasts grew fat on the grass of the field, plants grew from the sunβs rays, and mushrooms grew from minerals in the cracks of caves. And yet, it sits in your iceboxes, collecting moisture until it perishes.
βEat what is given to you. Because its life will make you stronger, too.β
Without another word, Senshi left his podium and stepped away from the stage. The crowd murmured in confusion. βIs he really like that?β somebody said. βI only remember reblogging the photosets of him tripping and showing ass.β
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Back in the Green Room, Tenna wrung his antennas nervously.
βY-y-you think they liked me!? They HAD to!! I mean, I donβt know what Asgore was thinking, getting that weird haircut and running that food waste campaign, butβ¦ YOU thought I did good, didnβt you, Kris?β
Laios nodded aggressively, a streak of blue face paint peeling from his forehead.
βYou did AMAZING, Tenna! By the way, now that weβve seen all your insider campaign secrets, do you have any more videos of Susie? Especially her tail... If I could get a look at that, I could finally tell if sheβs a dinosaur or --β
THWACK. Fake antlers butted Laiosβs head.
βLAIOS?? Werenβt we dressed up to help SENSHI???β Marcille hissed, gesturing awkwardly with her hooves.
Suddenly, Tenna turned to the two adventurers.
βHey, WAIT a second. SOMETHINGβs not right here...β
Laios and Marcille held their breath.
βWhere the heck are my POINTS!?β
Just then, the door opened. Chilchuck took one step into the room, whistling and holding a large bag.
Everyone turned to him.
Chilchuck paused, took a step backwards, and closed the door.
βCHILCHUCK!!!β yelled Tenna.
βHow come Chilchuck got to stay Chilchuck!?β yelled Marcille at the same time.
--
Meanwhile, in outer space somewhere, some guy was making out with a rock.
If Tenna wins you have to draw Caine pregnant, or with children, or doing something parental. I will stand on my hill that even tho he's childish he's mature (in the responsibility area) he just had NO CLUE where to start.
proof that you voted for tenna NEOW /silly silly
and yes i will draw caine pregnant if Tenna wins PLEASE MAKE HIM WIN IM BEGGING
some more of my freak circus doodles i've done, including my own lil Columbina fan design :3 don't know if i'll try to make my own takes on the others, maybe but maybe not. if not me, my friends will xD
i've seen the image with their civilian disguises which is very cute, and i'm from a rather cold climate originally, so i wanted to put him in a poofier coat for the lols might draw Harlequin overbundled and like, waddlin a bit arms all stuck out for the funny haha as well but we'll see.
also have that Columbina design with the mirror and everything:
please pretend she's dressed in the sketch, i'm just lazy
i like the ideas i've seen of her having more hoof-like feet, and noticed in the one image where Pierrot steps to protect her from the humans, that she's got two ribbon-y lookin things around her, so i decided to give her two tails, because why not :3
and i didn't draw the far arm because i didn't. please see the note scribbled in the sketch, re: the artist is lazy
more of big monster Pierrot and doin stuff together :) we're waiting for boats to go overhead so I can pretend to be a snorkler that got dragged out and needs help that way Pierrot can have some snacks
more doodles of my version of monster Pierrot under the cut
not huge on how the face turned out on the one in the upper left corner but otherwise i'm havin fun with these
theres an audio on tiktok i liked (and got wrong here lmao) but its an anime clip idk if it's abridged or not, but two people watch runners and one goes 'nice ass' and the other says 'do not lust in your heart-*jesus you're right*'
anyway thats not why this exists but that is what ended up happening i forget how exactly but it wasn't my original plan when drawing the first jester sketch on the left there
Reasons why YOU should vote for TENNA to be Tumblr Sexyman 2026
art by me
Reasons under the cut
1. He has a messy past with his ex
In multiple secret cutscenes, Tenna can be seen monologuing about his messy feelings regarding his ex husband.
2. Heβs a dad
During his cutscenes, he's implied to have had a daughter (the blue egg) with his ex
3. He's an entertainer
Being a TV and a gameshow host, Tenna loves it when people's eyes are on him. Tenna is a family entertainer who takes great care to make sure that his audience is entertained. His goal throughout Chapter 3 is to bring people together. He loves the spotlight, and he's also an attention hog.
4. Heβs good with kids
Tenna is good at talking to kids, making jokes around them, and encouraging them.
5. He canonically has fangs
6. He has a catchphrase
Throughout Deltarune Chapter 3 he can be seen repeating the phrase "IT'S TV TIME!"
7. He can dance
Here's a video with official sprites of Tenna busting a move
So what are you waiting for? Vote Tenna for Tumblr Sexyman 2026!
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Tenna art by @9Aaaalt29 on twt
Poor guy had to see Asgore and Toriel arguing and "abandoning" him and he couldn't do SHIT but watch because he was just a TV at the time. Which just adds more salt to the wound knowing he also had a divorce himself.
9. He's doomed by the prophecy
In Deltarune there is a prophecy regarding the events in game. In Chapter 4, the Dark Sanctuary is created as a dark fountain. And the Dark Sanctuary showed the entire prophecy split by images and texts following them. One of the images and texts in question SPECIFICALLY regards our dearest Ant. What does it say? "THE LORD OF SCREENS CLEAVED RED BY BLADE." Yep. It says he's going to fucking DIE. But depending if you spared all enemies, you can fix and revive him! Tenna changed the prophecy in a way.
10. BPD
It isn't exactly canon that Tenna has BPD, BUT many people headcanon him with that due to the way he acts overall. And I mean MANY. Heck, they literally have diagnosing images to show Tenna has BPD. Won't a Tenna win be a win for those with BPD too? Plus, his abandoment issues are really bad. "Mike! Tear down the board! Tear down the set! Tear down my house!! Tear down my kids!!" In game dialogue when he thought the Fun Gang wasn't going to play on his gameshow btw.
I didn't believe on this headcanon at first but hey it's so based I might as well join the BPD Tenna side
11. He can change his size
Tenna is REALLY BIG, yeah? Well, only when he is feeling really big! When he feels sad and small and useless and a failure and- he gets smaller and smaller! You can even pick him up with your hand!
12. He can do a perfect 180 mid-air split
Yes. You read that right.
13. He has a lisp
Toby Fox was the voice for Tenna and Toby has a lisp. So Tenna also has a lisp! Most of the time when his voice appears the static from the audio hides the lisp, but on Fangamer's video with the Tenna figurine there's a part on the end without music and just his voice. "WHY DO I LOOK LIKE AN AD GUY? I DON'T KNOW ANY AD GUYSH!" And ofc the countless "FIGURESH!"
14. Official "fan"fic
When you have a character win Tumblr Sexyman, you have a congratulations and an awesome art. Okay, okay. But with our mr. Ant Tenna, we'll not only get those things but a fanfic! Well, not fan, because it's by TOBY FOX HIMSELF!!!!! And the more Tenna content, the merrier!
15. He has a marketable plushie
"Oh, but if I want to hug Tenna I would have to get a CRT and hug it!" Well you can do that OOOOORRRR BUY THE TENNA PLUSHIE! "But my country doesn't have Fangamer and/or it's too expensive and/or it's too distant and/or it's not on sale right now-" I'm brazilian, we have no Fangamer here and an official Tenna plush is R$ 183.75 for us. There's something called Shopee. And something also called Temu. Oh, and something called pirated plushies (idk if thats the name but. Yeah.) Soooooo what are you waiting?
Look at my Tenna look at him go- TENNA?!
Tenna is SULKING because he's currently losing to Senshi on the poll to be a TUMBLR SEXYMAN! So, why not vote for our little CRT for him to get the win? If not for Tenna, if not for us, for his daughter. SAY IT WITH HIM, FOLKS!
A vote for Tenna is a vote for canon queer representation!
he is canonically into men, dated another man that is very heavily theorised to be a trans man, cracked an egg of another trans man that might or might not end up in another relationship with, and is supportive of young lesbian love! Also one of his owners is a non-binary kid! also bunch of his employees are in some way under trans umbrella, gay or poly! Talk about a progressive entrepreneur! π³οΈββ§οΈπ³οΈβπ
Go vote for tenna as the next Tumblr sexyman now!
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Tenna art by @9Aaaalt29 on twt
At first, Pierrot was grateful that their love was not moved by the strange things they were encountering at the circus.
That gratefulness did not last.
OR Pierrot falls for someone he cannot save
Tags: MINORS DNI!!!, depersonalisation, derealization, depression, description of suicide, author experimenting with darker topics, please heed the tags
WC: ~1.4k
They weren't a person.
This is something they had known for a very, very long time, though perhaps not as consciously as one might assume. It started with a bone-deep conviction that they were something other, something different, something that could never quite be fixed. Eventually, as a cancer cell turns to a tumour, so did this belief grow and spread to every part of their mind, hooking itself to every thought, every feeling. They are different. The outside world was distant, as if being viewed through glass. They existed within it, yet grew to find themselves more comfortable being perceived as something of a machine: existing to produce, to please, to be praised, but not having a life outside of what they can provide for others. It was a pleasant mindset and one that quickly became their shackle. At first, they did not want others to see them as a person; eventually, they stopped seeing themselves as such.
It was around this time that they first came into contact with Pierrot. What a strange meeting that was - shouting strangers, the sounds of blows, the pink bandage that became the start of a peculiar friendship. Through it all, through the darkness of the circus and the sights of things not quite real, they never faltered. It overjoyed Pierrot to see it, truly, and to witness his love stay in his life willingly despite all they had borne witness too. Only about a month into his obsession did it become clear something was wrong.
The conviction showed itself in small things, ones the red clown never could have hoped to catch. The way their vision would go distant at times, as if trying to focus on something none could see. The way they'd say, in jest, how βyouβre lucky none of this is real or I'd be losing my mind right nowβ. The way any words of reassurance seemed to bounce off them like glass.
He would see sometimes how they would almost reach out to him. How in some sadness unbeknownst to him, they would open their mouth as if to ask for help, for comfort, but they never did. Instead, they always retreated back into themselves, never letting him in. The red clown hoped that, in time, they would grow to trust him more. That they would open up.
They didn't.
Pierrot only became truly scared when he first saw them cry. They had been overwhelmed, something trivial setting them off, but they did not let themselves sob or shout or let any of the hurt outside. Instead, they had slapped their face, twice and with both hands, and looked to him with a smile on their face that most certainly didn't belong there.
βMy love, what is wrong?β he had asked, rushing to their side to restrain their wrists. βTalk to me, please.β
They had smiled wider, then, shrugging off his concern. βItβs alright, Pierrot. I'm fine. It's not like any of this is real.β
Pierrot had worked in a circus of horrors for many years, yet without a doubt that was the most terrifying thing he had seen.
He tried to make things better, really, as much as someone like him could. Pierrot managed to easily convince them to move into the circus with him (far too easily), and he hoped keeping them close would bring them back to reality. That his love, his affection, could save them.
He really didn't know why it wasn't working. He'd come back from his performances to their shared trailer to find them sitting in his bed, in his clothes, just the way he had always hoped, and yet something was off. They looked at him with a sad sort of fondness, one that made his heart tighten painfully in his chest.
βYouβre beautiful, you know that?β they told him, kissing his cheek when he sat before him. βSo kind, so loving, so willing to put up with me. Everything I wished I could have.β
βYou do have me,β he assured, intertwining their fingers with his own. They were cold.
βNot really,β they said, smiling sadly. βYouβre not real.β
The troupe tried everything, even if more for Pierrot's sake than theirs. The Doctor's plants did no help. The hypnosis Jester used only helped temporarily, their usual state returning as soon as they left his tent. Ticket Taker assigned tasks, mental and physical, to try and bring their mind back to the moment. Even Harlequin tried, in his own way, his advances growing more and more blatant in order to elicit any response that wasn't one of apathy. Nothing helped.
It consumed Pierrot. He could not sleep. His performances grew sloppy. He almost gave away his identity during one trip when handing out fliers. Everything was piling up, the kettle of anguish threatening to boil over.
And then, it all stopped. When Pierrot spoke to them about his love, they stopped denying it. They started joking with the green clown, started performing their duties around the circus with more life than any of the troupe had ever seen. It was a borderline miraculous recovery, one none of them could explain. When asked about it, they simply laughed. βIβm just doing better.β
And, to an extent, their words were not false. Truly, their heart had been lighter, certainty settling in the cracks where confusion once lived.
They knew they weren't real. Neither was anything they could see, or anything they could feel, or anything they could touch. Pierrot's arms around them were a figment of their imagination. His comfort was a result of synapses firing in their brain in ways they couldn't understand. His words spoken in the heat of passion were nothing more than some distant dream belonging to another.
None of this was something they could have. None of this was something they could let themselves have. There was no reality in which they could.
That was alright, though. At least they knew what they needed to do.
On the second day of spring, they told Pierrot they were going out to the market for some pastries. He offered to go with them, of course, but they refused, insisting it would be a quick trip. That was no lie: for them, it would be.
They walked down roads they had not visited for months, the noises of the city fading as they got closer to the outskirts. In a plastic bag, they collected stones, a sight peculiar to the decreasing number of onlookers. Perhaps the strangers thought they were collecting rocks for their children. Children they would never have.
The bridge was not the grandest in the country, nor was it the tallest, but it was more than enough for them. Most importantly, it was isolated. Quiet except for the roaring of water beneath. No one drove there that time of day.
With a hum, they sat on the edge, tying off the plastic bag to stop the stones slipping out and threading a thick rope through the handles. Then, with the same care they had used that morning to tie off Pierrot's costume, they tied the other end of the rope to their ankle.
For a moment, they just sat there, feet dangling over the side and swaying over the deep waters. It crossed their mind that Pierrot would look for their body, would sob and wail and search to no avail, and the image momentarily made their heart clench. They could almost see the way his face would contort in unspeakable pain if he ever found their rotting corpse under the water, kept submerged by their carefully collected rocks.
And then they laughed at how silly they were being. No one would be hurt by this, no one would search, no one would miss them.
After all, they were not real.
With a final breath, a smile, they let go of the plastic bag, the sudden force pulling them off the ledge and into the waters. It filled their lungs, agony overwhelming their senses as they were battered by the cold current, every cell screaming for air and brain fighting for survival.
They weren't a person. They knew that much. Why, then, was the pain so blinding? They didn't understand it. They didn't understand any of it.
The scream that left them under the water had no audience: they planned too well for that. There was no Pierrot to save them, no warmth of his embrace, no sweet cadence of his laugh. There was only them and the bitter dark into which they had thrown themselves.
And so, they died surrounded by every person that they had let into their heart.
Please vote for Tenna guys I need this as much as he does
VOTE TENNA FOR TUMBLR SEXYMAN 2026 NOW!!!
Guys if Tenna wins I will open Tenna art requests (including 18+ requests on bsky) for an entire day ok and I will do as many as Iβm physically capable of ok PLEASE PLEASE LET TENNA WIN!!
