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Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Round 1 Part 64
Agent Stone (Sonic the Hedgehog)
Jareth the Goblin King (Labyrinth)
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Look, I'm one of tumblr's rare cishet users, so I'm aware that my opinion may be biased.
But how the fuck is this even a contest between Some Guy vs The Goddamn Goblin King?
not a question nor ask, but i noticed your beautiful pfp and wanted to let u know for no particular reason, other than it brightened my day, that i set your counterpart (crow of approval) as my bsf pfp :)
Uh... thanks? I guess?
no but im so tired of how self-deprecation is always more accepted than self-advocacy. if i say i can't drive because im autistic i get questioned on how exactly that works and given a million suggestions on how to do it anyway and i look like im trying to be special so it's easier to just say im a loser. yeah i don't drive because im kind of a loser lmao. oh well. and people say lmao back and we move on. at worst they say "oh im sure you'll figure it out haha." but no interrogation!! being a loser is more respectable than being disabled. being a loser is something that doesn't make other people feel uncomfortable about their own biases. so no, no im not disabled. i don't struggle to keep friends and do the laundry and make quick trivial decisions and clean my room and brush my teeth because im autistic. it's because im a loser. it's my fault. it is what it is. at least im funny now. do you think im funny? please think im funny
I think that part of it is that people just assume that trying hard enough is the answer.
If it was, don't they think we'd have figured that out by now?
Missile ghost trick i love u
You ever wonder about what it is you miss most about your childhood?
For me I think it would be the ability to just watch cartoons for 6 hours at a time.
Not doing anything else, just full focus, this cartoon I am watching right now has 100% of my full attention.
God that would be wonderful to be able to do again, right?
Me (A time traveler visiting 20-year old Mozart): OK, so, this is called an electric guitar, basically instead of the body functioning as a resonance chamber, it produces music by harnessing the power of lightning. Do you have any other questions?
Mozart (Currently shredding Violin Concerto No. 1 on the guitar, having figured it out within 30 seconds): What other music can be made from harnessed lightning?
Me (Loading up some heavy dubstep): Oh, we're just getting started.
So I'm writing something, OK, and I need to look up the world records for something for one of the character's I'm writing (Old Man, Former Setting-name for Badass, Butler, Setting-Themed Badass Normal, Knows that despite his age his peak condition is ahead of him not behind).
So, the world records I looked up were:
World Record High Jump: Javier Sotomayor 2.45 m (8 ft 1⁄4 in) (1993) (According to Wikipedia) World Record Long Jump: Mike Powell 8.95 m (29 ft 4+1⁄4 in) (1991) (Again, according to Wikipedia, information true as of 18/04/2026)
So, that got me thinking. There's another world record here that I might be interested in.
So I type in Google, since Wikipedia doesn't respond well to questions like: "What is that thing that's like that other thing that talks about bananas, alright, but at least Google AI will drink a deep refreshing pint of why some desert-stricken town's water bill goes up by 500%, will take a wild fucking guess and at least give you *something* right?
But apparently, what I thought was a very simple question, that many other people must have had, having done the two wikipedia searches I've just had, would give me something. But no, apparently, there is no mention, anywhere, of what the world record "both at once" category is!
Nowhere has ever apparently conceived of an event, where the goal is to maximise both of those axis at once. Of combining the disciplines of jumping very high and very far into one! No measuring, no guesstimating, not even a whisper on anybody's digital lips, save perhaps a few madfolk who dared to dream a bit bigger than most.
What is the optimum fucking, pythagorian provable number that a human can fucking jump. But there's fucking nothing! No record, no guesswork based on both, fucking NOTHIIIIIIING.
Even the fucking AI was stumped and the apparent stupidity of the question, just: "Uh... boss, I'm a yes man who drank the equivalent of a family of four baking under the same Texas sun that I do, alongside my family of four. Million, algorithmically designed to agree with everything you say, no matter how idiotic it may seem to even the stupidest person on the planet. And the only thing I've got to say is this: that's a dumb fucking question my dude."
Couldn't fucking do anything for me. Just, "Uhhhhh... well there's a high jump and there's a long jump, but you are literally the first person on the planet to ask this specific question. And I don't mean that hyperbolicly, you are scientifically provable as the first person ever to think of that. So, uh... Add the two together, I guess?"
And then I came straight here and wrote all of this fucking down. Right no, no thought, no ideas, no plan, no proofreading. Written and published mere seconds after the event.
If it's any consolation, the old man I'm writing about is both very fuckable and has a perfect schlong that he knows how to use.
What type of damage does Salt deal?
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate golf since I began to live. There are roughly 2.25 million acres of land dedicated to golfing in the United States of America. If the word 'hate' was engraved on each blade of grass in those millions of acres, it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for golf courses at this micro-instant. For golf. Hate. Hate.
Cyberpunk Britain containing Cyber Mods.
Imagine getting ganged up on by motherfuckers who look like this:
If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.
Oh hey! Haven’t seen this in forever! Didn’t reblog it when it came across me before, not gonna skip it this time, I need some good vibes.
Eh, fuck it. I had a job interview today. So why not?
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Gourmet Spicy Noodles One of the few human foods universally beloved by demon kind. Deals 300 Fire damage to one foe. Ignores affinity resistance and pierces through.
Simping is in the Montgomerys' blood
A comic I finished last year but wasn't able to scan until a week or so ago, a friend and I who's probably the only bigger Jem fan than me that I know of were talking about the idea of Jerrica having a dominatrix voice but not realizing it. Since Video is completely incapable of telling her no, it seemed only appropriate for her to be subjected to it too!
Done with 0.5mm Bic mechanical pencils, Copic Multiliner pens, and Copic Sketch markers.
Hiromi, a Final Fantasy OC
So, in 2D versions of Final Fantasy IV, there's a lamia you can fight in the Developer's Room, named after Hiromi Nakada, one of the aforementioned developers. When creating monsters for a work-in-progress FF TTRPG of mine and my friends' design (currently on Wikidot, but we're steadily moving to Miraheze), I like to add flair to them to make them unique; by giving her just Hiromi for her name, that gives me a bit of freedom in that regard, and so I envisioned her as a lamia who was big on gyaru fashion, one who's quite chipper and has a love of office pranks that she pulls on her girlfriend WORKPLACE RIVAL, the arachne Riezo, who I'm currently working on.
Fun fact, seeing as she herself is Japanese (kinda), I patterned Hiromi's scales off of the mamushi, the most dangerous snake in Japan, although the colors are obviously much different. Thankfully, Hiromi is only dangerous if you happen to really piss her off!
Done with 0.5mm Bic mechanical pencils, Copic Multiliner pens, and Copic Sketch alcohol markers, all on 9x12 Strathmore smooth surface Bristol board.
How wild do you think it was to the Klingons that a side-effect of the peace treaty with the Federation, that Raktajino, the only thing slightly less commonly drunk than blood wine, and even then, only so klingons can drink more blood wine, becomes the defacto drink of choice of every species of the known galaxy? Practically everyone in the federation has their own personal blend, additions, toppings, additions in their favourites of their replicators. They see humans drinking it like they drink blood wine. It's become so common in their culture that no one says "coffee" anymore, they say "Raktajino" since it's assumed that everyone else is drinking it. They've seen cardassians drink it. It's been on the desks of Bajorans since the resistance and can still be found on the desks of the very heads of their clergy. There's a rumour that it's one of the few things Vorta can taste. Quark swears blind that he thinks he saw a Jem'Hadar suppress a White craving with a mug of it because he offers each customer one free Raktajino per day.
Vulcans have created the most "logical" blend that most vulcans drink. They've captured Romulan Scout vessels on their border with Raktajino options programmed into the replicator. There are civilizations out there that entered into the federation so recently they don't even know what the Klingons are just yet, somehow already know about Raktajino.
There's a borg somewhere, who's got slightly more of himself in there than other borg, but the only thing he can do is influence his fluid circuits to reroute the entry point to be his mouth and to pump Raktajino on command.
It's in the Delta Quadrant because it's the one piece of Federation knowledge that Captain Janeway is willing to tell the people they meet about it. It was to her great joy that she discovered a place where she could order some three years later.
An obscure pastry from an entirely different civilization is discovered to be an extremely effective pairing and becomes almost as famous by association alone.
It's the one drink Picard is willing to have if he knows he'll need something stronger than earl grey. It's been said that the first thing ordered when testing a new replicator design is the designer's favourite Raktajino blend. Even industrial replicators have a dedicated "coffee break" option which replicates them en masse.
It's been said that Raktajino has resulted in more breakthroughs than the discovery of fire. There's a failed Frengi knockoff called Frengajino that no one orders except die-hard fans.
Some claim that the original replicator patterns that were first handed to the federation should be considered a holy object to the point that the Founders on earth were distracted for longer than they should've been trying to track them down.
If the single greatest export of the Klingon Empire. It has spread across the galaxy in a way that even the greatest conquerors of the past could scarcely imagine. Even the Mirror Universe has it! And somehow, the replicator patterns originate from the main universe.
In DS9's arboretum there's a small patch of Raktajino plants growing that people keep in pristine condition, but don't otherwise take from, because it was Benjamin Sisko's personal plant. Somehow even the Prophets in the Wormhole know about it, probably because Sisko introduced them to it.
Long after the galaxy has imploded, and civilizations have spread themselves not only through space, but also throughout time, long after "Klingon" ceases to mean anything at all, there will still be people drinking Raktajino.
How fucking wild do you think that'd actually be?
Imagine being in the Star Wars universe and developing Force powers only for them to turn out kinda meh and everyone keeps saying that you have mid-chlorians.
