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A mouth-watering fuck-ton of hand angle references.

By Shadowcross on DA.

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BLESS YOU, YOU WONDERFUL PERSON

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Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Final Round

Senshi (Dungeon Meshi)

Ryland Grace (Project Hail Mary)

Mr. Ant Tenna (Deltarune)

Voting ended onJul 20

Tenna art by @9Aaaalt29 on twt

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“And if you’ll give me 40% of the MOST POPULAR VOTE, I’ll give you my SPECIAL REWARD... A year’s supply of NON-GLOOBY SLIME!!! Never or BARELY used!!!” 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 weren’t throwing enough 3D roses.

Eventually, the room fell silent. It was Senshi’s turn to speak.

He puffed out his chest, took a long, sweeping look over the audience… and shook his head.

“I can see not all of you are eating properly.”

The crowd murmured with embarrassment.

“I don’t know who needs to hear this, but it’s 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.

“The food you take had a life. Beasts grew fat on the grass of the field, plants grew from the sun’s rays, and mushrooms grew from minerals in the cracks of caves. And yet, it sits in your iceboxes, collecting moisture until it perishes.

“Eat what is given to you. Because its life will make you stronger, too.”

Without another word, Senshi left his podium and stepped away from the stage. The crowd murmured in confusion. “Is he really like that?” somebody said. “I only remember reblogging the photosets of him tripping and showing ass.”

Back in the Green Room, Tenna wrung his antennas nervously.

“Y-y-you think they liked me!? They HAD to!! I mean, I don’t know what Asgore was thinking, getting that weird haircut and running that food waste campaign, but… YOU thought I did good, didn’t you, Kris?”

Laios nodded aggressively, a streak of blue face paint peeling from his forehead.

“You did AMAZING, Tenna! By the way, now that we’ve 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 she’s a dinosaur or --”

THWACK. Fake antlers butted Laios’s head.

“LAIOS?? Weren’t we dressed up to help SENSHI???” Marcille hissed, gesturing awkwardly with her hooves.

Suddenly, Tenna turned to the two adventurers.

“Hey, WAIT a second. SOMETHING’s not right here...”

Laios and Marcille held their breath.

“Where the heck are my POINTS!?”

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.

“CHILCHUCK!!!” yelled Tenna.

“How come Chilchuck got to stay Chilchuck!?” yelled Marcille at the same time.

Meanwhile, in outer space somewhere, some guy was making out with a rock.

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I was looking through Isadora Morales Chavez's stuff for ACC and I noticed that dialogue shows that apparently Bob's been under Scrooge's employ for about eight years (since I doubt they raised his salary back from when he first started)

And that does imply that Bob was there for about a year before Marley passed away! I always like the idea that Bob held that selfsame anxiety when it comes to money that Scrooge had because of his father, the only difference being that his family helped and supported him through it. I like to think that Bob knew who took his father to debtor's prison and he probably was *very* relieved when old Marley passed away-

Gosh, every time I see Isadora's art for "Scrooge", I just fall in love with this 2D/lineart style of her scenes. She did such a good job conveying cartoony antics with beautiful gestures and expressions. Honestly, stunning work.

Ooooh, so this idea has been percolating for a few days, and I have thoughts:

Eight years is a nice chunk of time. Obviously working long-term with one employer was much more common in the recent past than in present day, but it's still impressive. And the fact that it's stated that Scrooge didn't raise his salary for SEVEN years is ... sad. Insane and sad. I know people had done the thing where they've apparently adjusted for inflation and looked at Bob's salary and said 'Scrooge was more fair than a lot of corporations' but I think there's another interesting angle here.

First, imagine seven years working alone for Scrooge. Pre-redemption Scrooge. It makes me think ... we see Scrooge and Marley's office when Marley was alive. It was definitely an office, but nothing like what we see seven years later. No towers of ledgers, no floor-to-ceiling shelves. We see how tiny Scrooge writes in those ledgers, line by line. We never see the office before Marley dies, only when Scrooge is in his youth. (I'd headcanon Scrooge as being early 20s in the flashbacks with Isabel, so let's say our man in 28 by the time he's a partner). And 2022-verse Scrooge is supposed be be in his 40s (allegedly). You're telling me in that in 15-20 years, the office filled up with so many ledgers that they overflowed into his personal home? With only one man and a clerk doing most of the work for those years? That's terrifying, but believable BECAUSE ...

Considering Marley's failing health, Scrooge would have been the main decision maker at the firm for the majority of the 1830s, when The Poor Law Amendment Act of 1834 was created and cracked down on people experiencing impoverished living. If you were poor, you went to a workhouse. (I think of the 1984 film when the family decides that staying under a bridge is better than going to a workhouse, because per the new law, conditions were required to be terrible to discourage poor people from relying on 'welfare.') Food and jobs were scarce. Finding unskilled work? Easy. Skilled clerical work? Another story entirely (or so I've heard). And yet, "Scrooge & Marley's" firm came out okay. They escaped with a notorious reputation, but this also probably explains why Bob Cratchit tolerated the treatment for as long as he did. During this period, there were no other jobs, and if his family went to a poorhouse? Permanent separation or death would essentially be guaranteed. "Why doesn't Cratchit leave?" If he did, would in all likelihood condemn his family. It's happened to many others, hence all the people asking the very wealthy Ebenezer Scrooge for donations for the "very busy" and "all very full" poorhouses.

All those ledgers mean the firm was BUSY with Scrooge at the helm. The man was a skinflint, but hey, it was work. (And at least he didn't skim any off the top like the other cat-cats on the era. He lived worse than Bob, and without a wife and kids, he really had no reason to jump into crazy consumption any time of the year, especially Christmas). It was back-breaking work, but work. Which prevented starvation, a horrible fate for anyone any where, but an especially symbolic cultural phobia of the Victorians.

And this all FINALLY comes back around to your original good point: the anxiety Bob must feel working for Marley. Imagine the only work you can find is with the guy who basically ruined your father's business?

I do imagine he's relieved when Marley's gone, in a way. He may even feel some hope. 'Maybe things will be different.' It takes a while, but they do eventually change! And I do think Bob (while obviously fearing Scrooge) does seem ... sympathetic. Not as much as Harry/Fred or Tim, but more than the other 98% of characters. Bob seems to get it, at least. He can see through the veneer and see someone who has bee molded into who he is because of the harshness of life. It's not an excuse, or course, but there's sometimes comfort to be found in knowing how terrible things happen instead of letting them stay mysteries.

I love the characters in this novella. They're so neat.

I read a short but interesting JSTOR article on this topic and enjoyed how the concept of starvation shaped Christmas lore. She brings up the Cratchit family feast, of course, and it makes me realize that Bob's father being a baker was also probably a very intentional choice.

Dare I say, food for thought.

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Onto something or on something?

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Both. Both is good XD-

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puttering around the house is an underrated form a self-care. make some tea or coffee. put on a podcast. sort the mail. tidy some pillows and fold some blankets. start the laundry. thaw some soup. just casually wander around aimlessly doing little things to make your space and life a little nicer. who cares if you get distracted or only do a little. you aren't being productive. you're puttering.

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My life has gotten measurably better since I reframed the period from 3-4 pm as “puttering hour”. No it’s not me avoiding work or failing to force myself to concentrate during my mid afternoon slump. It’s puttering hour.

Sooo...

Chapter 5 Weird Route players, how you feeling?

I just saw a video on it 'cause I'm never playing it myself but-

What the actual hell was that?

#deltarune #deltarune chapter 5 #deltarune weird route

ryuucae

Some recent character studies/doodles...I haven't drawn them in a long time, and I missed them