Tumblr Sexy Women Contest 2026 Round 2
Lady Dimitrescu (Resident Evil)
Scarlet (Wings of Fire)
LAST PUSH COME ON
IF THE SCARLET SWEEP DIES HERE THEN WE DIE FIGHTING
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Jules of Nature

ellievsbear
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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occasionally subtle
Sweet Seals For You, Always
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
hello vonnie
i don't do bad sauce passes
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Kaledo Art
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Sade Olutola
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Tumblr Sexy Women Contest 2026 Round 2
Lady Dimitrescu (Resident Evil)
Scarlet (Wings of Fire)
LAST PUSH COME ON
IF THE SCARLET SWEEP DIES HERE THEN WE DIE FIGHTING
Slowly but surely getting back into art. Starting with coloring in books.
Then I send you this
Befriending a massive dragon with scales dark as the night and eyes bright as the stars. You aren't even bigger than their maw but they are so gentle, so caring. Effortlessly navigating their strength around a creature so fragile that they hold so so dear to their heart.
It was, for a time, a running joke that you were their "prized jewel and treasure of their hoard"
As they easily placed you upon the massive pile of furs and soft cushioning they had precariously placed in the very center crater of their massive shining hoard. As they curled so tightly around your makeshift "nest", ensuring that none could come close to you, as well as ensuring that you would remain in place. As they so lovingly nuzzled their maw against your side and cooed softly, attempting to encourage you to sleep and let them guard you.
You began doubting the "joking" aspect of your familiar "running gag"
:) dragons are some of my favs too, bigger the better tbh
pokèmonize yourself!!!!
spin this wheel to see your pokemon type
spin this one to see how you'll look like
how did it go!!!
literally dream scenario
it's good!
i can live with that
could be better
hate. let me tell you how much i've come to hate this since i began to live.
fuck it remaking the poll hi
the best option ever
yea its good :)
i mean i guess its okay
ehh
what the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!!!!
Thorn and Sunny!
Imagine waking up to find yourself in one of those "the mice and other small animals have a secret civilization hidden from humans" settings. And you've been turned into a mouse and you're horrified to discover that you were already living in that sort of setting but there's some sort of weird perception filter that causes mice to appear as nonsapient animals acting on instinct instead of the sapient creatures they actually are. Like, human brains cannot comprehend the mouse society. It's like an entirely separate wavelength of the same reality. Language becomes squeaks, furniture becomes scraps and rubbish, furnished homes become a dusty hole. You had no idea it was there, because you couldn't have any idea.
And if that existential horror wasn't enough, it becomes clear that the perception filter works both ways, and humans no longer appear sapient to you. You can read the books in your local mouse library just fine, but the human road signs? Incomprehensible scribbles with no rhyme or reason. The humans are lumbering, unpredictable creatures which fashion large structures with bizarre, barely comprehensible purposes. They don't seem sapient, they seem monstrous. Just as wild as a mountain lion or an eagle, and just as threatening, yet their excess materials are strangely useful. It's terrifying. Every once in a while you manage to identify something with how it is in your human memories, you can extrapolate what the humans must be doing or saying because you remember what the human context is, but you cannot recognize human civilization anymore. Because you're a mouse now, living in a mouse's reality. And nobody else has been through this, so nobody else in this mouse world can understand what it is you're going through. And you're so small.
Anyway would that be messed up or what? Give me some mildly horrifying mouse world isekai.
I saw this canon vs headcanon thing, and decided to do Moonwatcher! I might do one or two other cover characters as honestly I haven't done the joy ang style in far too long, but probably won't tbh template and hc explanations under the cut
touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know
dragons that know humans are other sapient creatures but tend to still see them kinda how humans see their pets. dragon whose opinion of humans is "that little fucker absolutely has an agenda but it lets me snuggle it and call it cute so whatever"
dragon rolling onto her back and lifting her human above her body and wiggling them around midair like "babyyyy you're so babyy" and the human in question is just like "ma'am i have three degrees and a high-paying job"
I'm the dragon but it's Nysha (one of the system members) who pretty much does this with her partners.
If you're reading this...
go write three sentences on your current writing project.
# my favourite part about this post # is that nowhere does it say to reblog this # but we’re all reblogging it # because if we have to suffer # so do other writers
This post is committing crimes (see y'all later lmao)
It’s been unusually cold in my part of California. Feels like autumn, makes me want to draw cozy things~ Part of my tiny house series You can get HD files, process videos, and even PSD files of my new paintings on Patreon.com/yuumei
OKAY THIS CAME UP ON MY ACTIVITY AGAIN. WHY WON’T YOU LET THIS POST DIE IT HAS BEEN 4 YEARS PLEASE
Someone find that post of that dude who gets stuck in an elevator cause that has this exact energy
@shitposting-hobbits-to-gallifrey
Exactly the same energy thank you my comrade
Remember Sweet Rave Party from more than a decade ago and which i think the original video is lost forever by now?
@eldritchdraaks along with an awesome team and a LOT of artists just put together a Part-2, but with a twist.
⭐CHECK IT OUT!⭐
AU where Akari texts Arceus back
(also please don’t add spoilers i just started playing)
You are working the gate in the afterlife and for the first time ever, something the humans built has shown up to be processed. You’re not sure what to do, this… entity shouldn’t have a soul, but here it is in front of you, freshly dead and awaiting the next life.
It’s not as exciting as it sounds, working at the pearly gates.
Sure, it’s satisfying to send the hypocrites and the assholes to hell. And it’s nice to see the ones who thought they were beyond redemption walk through into paradise.
So yeah, it has its perks. But not exciting. I mean, after the first million souls or so they all blur together, you know? You never get anything new. Animals all get sent right on through automatically and there’s nothing other then humans in our jurisdiction. Oh sure, there’s life other then humans. But that’s no my department.
I keep tads on humans on my lunch breaks. You’re a damn fascinating species, better then anything your “television” puts out. Although The Good Place was a little too relatable, I’ll give you guys that.
Anyway, one of my favorite things you guys came up with was the Space Race. I mean, what a nail biter! And it was so tense up until the end. Pity about those Apollo one guys, though. But I heard they got a kick out of watching the moon landing when it did happen.
Course, that sorta died down after a decade or so. Don’t know why you guys quit going to the moon.
And then you decided Mars was the place to be and started sending out all those rovers of yours. Not nearly as exiting as going yourselves, but as you all like to say, baby steps.
The rovers were surprisingly fun to watch. For mindless robots, they’ve got a lot of spunk. So I’d check in every once in while, but mostly I watched Earth. You guys had figured out how to work memes and it was a very amusing thing.
I was half way through a shift when it go here. I have no idea why none of the others I processed mentioned the thing, but death is confusing enough I guess.
It shouldn’t have been there. I want to make that clear, by no law of the universe should that thing have had a soul. You humans are where closer to making actual AI then you are sprouting wings. And you never even tried with this! Its job was to collect rocks!
And yet there is was, beeping up at me.
It didn’t look like a human soul. Or any other form of life that I had ever seen. It wasn’t damaged at all, or even afraid. That was the weirdest thing. You humans are always scared shitless by the time I see you. But this thing wasn’t. Even a little. It was just… curious. Like that’s all I could feel from it. Pure wonder.
I blinked a bit before flipping through my files, seeing if it was a new species or something. I found nothing, of course. Those idiots over in records never give us anything useful.
So I did the only thing I could do. I asked its name.
Now, you humans have come up with so many ways to say the same thing that I’ve had to learn a lot of languages to keep up. The newest was binary, which I never expected to actually need.
It came in handy, since that’s what the thing answered back in.
01001111 01110000 01110000 01101111 01110010 01110100 01110101 01101110 01101001 01110100 01111001
Opportunity.
I remembered that name. It had popped up in new reports regarding a Mars rover that went out of commission, sending the final message “my battery is low and its getting dark.” before dying.
Humanity had cried over it for a solid couple of days. You guys really like personifying objects.
But I had dismissed it as just that. But here it was. Waiting patiently for me to send it On.
I could just opened the gates and sent it through and put from my mind. Make the thing some else’s problem.
I didn’t.
I stood, crossed in front of my desk, and put out my hand to touch the strange soul.
Opportunity didn’t feel human. Nor animal. It felt…. simple. Calm.
I could feel an awearness of the love its chief engineer had felt for it. The pang of missing the workshop back on Earth where it had been built, during long nights on Mars.
It had dreamed. Dreamed of humans making it to Mars and finding it. Of it’s engineer taking it home and repairing it. Dreamed of exploring Earth as it had Mars.
I could purpose, and curiosity in its mission. Lonely as it was, it never doubted its purpose or resented its lot in life. It got to learn, and to see what had never been seen. What more could it ask for?
I could feel one tiny spec of fear. Near the end of its life, it realized it would never go home. Never see Earth or its engineer again. That it would die alone on Mars.
And like all things with a soul it did not want to die. It cried and mourned and begged to live. It was alive! It had a home and it wanted to go home! So badly did it want to go home.
But there was nothing to do, of course. Even its engineer, whom it loved so dearly, couldn’t reach Mars and bring Opportunity home.
It had watched one last sunset, and sent one last message.
A goodbye. And a plea to be mourned, if it could not be saved.
I withdrew my hand and looked over the soul. It looked up at me.
For the ones that I send upstairs, I take the form of whoever loved them most in life. I guess in that moment, I was in the form of an engineer at NASA. Opportunity seemed delighted to see me.
“Welcome home,” I gestured to the gates that swung slowly open behind me. “I missed you.”
It beeped out a single phase, 01001001 00100000 01101101 01101001 01110011 01110011 01100101 01100100 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110100 01101111 01101111
I missed you too.
Before going forth, to explore the next life.
@marcholasmoth
I am crying at work over an opportunity robot fanfiction. Humans are incredible.
@thebibliosphere