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heat man

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"Still here, you can't ignore me and my Atomic Fire Discharge Hole, understand?"
"I'm so fucking CHAR-ming!"
@greenswing get tomato'd
I like his dumb face
Ah. I guess I've been following too many dead blogs...But I think I'll be happy to read some new asks here, if you don't mind.
Yeah I mean good luck with that.
I died again since this was sent.
And again.
And again.
Hehahaha, my mood swings like my mortality.

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ohmygoodness ur still alive im a big fan
As alive as someone can be that's been killed in like 4 or 5 different canons! Hehaha!
I get numb to the H E A T eventually.
Salutations my mostly inactive or dead followers.
28 days ago was my 13th tumblr birthday.
THIS CALLS FOR A CELEBRATION. HEHAHAHA~!
Actually no, I'm going to MAGfest in January and wanted to dust off myself for questions and answers!
Remind me who I am.
To myself.
“Hey you still alive? You were the greatest thing since sliced oranges. Or charred wool.”
Oh heet butt!!! u r so kind 2 me heet butt, u kno tht??
butt ye I did die 4 awhil n had 2 wat 4 my bakup 2 finish n this new bod-d
“I’m still dead I think. But I have spurts of flames and words every now and then. Great to see ya’”
What would be your optional insult when you see Heat Man, Woolly?
*inhales*
“DICK SUCK BOX SMOKE DIRT CRAP STUPID DICKPIC CLUCK ROCK FIRE STINKIN’ FOOT STICK FLOP MATCHSTICK SUCK DICK DICKS BUCK FLOP FLIPPIN’ DICKSUCKER BING BONG BOING BONK HICKY DICKY DICK DICK DICKS!”
“And that’s what I would say, if I can remember all of that.”
Heat blinks.
“Yeah I can do something like that.” He sneers and spits a ball of fire, uncomfortably close, inbetween the two of them.
It explodes into a pillar of flame towering above them both.
This has also caused the harp to burn into nothing but ashes.
“EEP!” He squeaked, jumping back, shaking and already feeling hot. Way, way too hot.
“…You’re a violent one aren’t you?” he nervously asked, trying not to overheat and go into a 30 second shutdown.
“Hehahaha~” he laughs to himself as the flames dissipate.
“Hey you got to show off why not me?” He brushes his hands together and cracks his knuckles. Sastified himself seeing Wolly’s creation turned to ash.
“…Damn it, I still have trouble turning that off.” The remains of the fire lingers on his buttocks.
“Wha-” He just stared at him as if he had two heads. “You are confusing.” he simply said.
“Nice to meet you too.”
What would be your optional insult when you see Heat Man, Woolly?
*inhales*
“DICK SUCK BOX SMOKE DIRT CRAP STUPID DICKPIC CLUCK ROCK FIRE STINKIN’ FOOT STICK FLOP MATCHSTICK SUCK DICK DICKS BUCK FLOP FLIPPIN’ DICKSUCKER BING BONG BOING BONK HICKY DICKY DICK DICK DICKS!”
“And that’s what I would say, if I can remember all of that.”
Heat blinks.
“Yeah I can do something like that.” He sneers and spits a ball of fire, uncomfortably close, inbetween the two of them.
It explodes into a pillar of flame towering above them both.
This has also caused the harp to burn into nothing but ashes.
“EEP!” He squeaked, jumping back, shaking and already feeling hot. Way, way too hot.
“…You’re a violent one aren’t you?” he nervously asked, trying not to overheat and go into a 30 second shutdown.
“Hehahaha~” he laughs to himself as the flames dissipate.
“Hey you got to show off why not me?” He brushes his hands together and cracks his knuckles. Sastified himself seeing Wolly’s creation turned to ash.
“...Damn it, I still have trouble turning that off.” The remains of the fire lingers on his buttocks.

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do u smoke weed
“Smoke??”
He spits flames as he talks.
“Look man, if something is smoking that means it wasn’t on ENOUGH FIRE to begin with!!”
He’s pumping both fists into the air like this is seriously offensive.
Happy Halloweiner
“...”
What would be your optional insult when you see Heat Man, Woolly?
*inhales*
“DICK SUCK BOX SMOKE DIRT CRAP STUPID DICKPIC CLUCK ROCK FIRE STINKIN’ FOOT STICK FLOP MATCHSTICK SUCK DICK DICKS BUCK FLOP FLIPPIN’ DICKSUCKER BING BONG BOING BONK HICKY DICKY DICK DICK DICKS!”
“And that’s what I would say, if I can remember all of that.”
Heat blinks.
“Yeah I can do something like that.” He sneers and spits a ball of fire, uncomfortably close, inbetween the two of them.
It explodes into a pillar of flame towering above them both.
What would be your optional insult when you see Heat Man, Woolly?
*inhales*
“DICK SUCK BOX SMOKE DIRT CRAP STUPID DICKPIC CLUCK ROCK FIRE STINKIN’ FOOT STICK FLOP MATCHSTICK SUCK DICK DICKS BUCK FLOP FLIPPIN’ DICKSUCKER BING BONG BOING BONK HICKY DICKY DICK DICK DICKS!”
“And that’s what I would say, if I can remember all of that.”
“”Nice”, huh? I must be doing something wron- I mean right, then! I mean flammabl- er flame broi- friendable people like yourself are hard to come by! Hehaha!!”
He grabs his hand like a cat stealing food off a plate, it doesn’t get hotter, but touching his hand still makes it a little worse.
Woolly softly chuckled a little at this Heat’s stuttering.
“Really? I think people like yourself that I have met before are hard to come by!” he said. That probably made no sense, but again, knowing two Heatmans that have different personalities is quite a rare thing to happen. “I’d like to learn a little bit more about you.”
“And you can let go of my hand now.” he finished. Strange that mittens would feel uncomfortable when holding gloves, but maybe that’s just him going crazy.
“So does the other guy you confused me with like to violently burn things into ash so quickly they don’t have a chance to smoulder?”
“Oh geez…” He thought out loud. He didn’t want this confusing meeting to turn into a violent subject.
He took a few deep breathes to calm himself down, then answered his question. “WAY less then that. He’s pretty much the type of person who likes to pick on people, ya know, messin’ with them and making them mad. Our first conversation had a few bumps here and there, but it really got violent when he put his foot on my head.” He sighed. “He’s like a bomb. If you don’t make him mad, you’re good, but when you do, then you can get into some serious trouble.”
He started to get uncomfortable. Talking to this guy was getting him nervous. So he summoned a small cloud out of nowhere beside him and started playing with it to keep himself calmed down.
“Hehahaha! Then that guy sounds boring!! I co-“ he stops, noticing the cloud. Heat now realizes he doesn’t know what the little gu- er, similarly sized guy can do. Does the cloud rain? Could he be weak to his abilities?
“Uh, bear little uh, thing there.”
What would be your optional insult when you see Heat Man, Woolly?
*inhales*
“DICK SUCK BOX SMOKE DIRT CRAP STUPID DICKPIC CLUCK ROCK FIRE STINKIN’ FOOT STICK FLOP MATCHSTICK SUCK DICK DICKS BUCK FLOP FLIPPIN’ DICKSUCKER BING BONG BOING BONK HICKY DICKY DICK DICK DICKS!”
“And that’s what I would say, if I can remember all of that.”
“”Nice”, huh? I must be doing something wron- I mean right, then! I mean flammabl- er flame broi- friendable people like yourself are hard to come by! Hehaha!!”
He grabs his hand like a cat stealing food off a plate, it doesn’t get hotter, but touching his hand still makes it a little worse.
Woolly softly chuckled a little at this Heat’s stuttering.
“Really? I think people like yourself that I have met before are hard to come by!” he said. That probably made no sense, but again, knowing two Heatmans that have different personalities is quite a rare thing to happen. “I’d like to learn a little bit more about you.”
“And you can let go of my hand now.” he finished. Strange that mittens would feel uncomfortable when holding gloves, but maybe that’s just him going crazy.
“So does the other guy you confused me with like to violently burn things into ash so quickly they don’t have a chance to smoulder?”

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What would be your optional insult when you see Heat Man, Woolly?
*inhales*
“DICK SUCK BOX SMOKE DIRT CRAP STUPID DICKPIC CLUCK ROCK FIRE STINKIN’ FOOT STICK FLOP MATCHSTICK SUCK DICK DICKS BUCK FLOP FLIPPIN’ DICKSUCKER BING BONG BOING BONK HICKY DICKY DICK DICK DICKS!”
“And that’s what I would say, if I can remember all of that.”
“”Nice”, huh? I must be doing something wron- I mean right, then! I mean flammabl- er flame broi- friendable people like yourself are hard to come by! Hehaha!!”
He grabs his hand like a cat stealing food off a plate, it doesn’t get hotter, but touching his hand still makes it a little worse.
What would be your optional insult when you see Heat Man, Woolly?
*inhales*
“DICK SUCK BOX SMOKE DIRT CRAP STUPID DICKPIC CLUCK ROCK FIRE STINKIN’ FOOT STICK FLOP MATCHSTICK SUCK DICK DICKS BUCK FLOP FLIPPIN’ DICKSUCKER BING BONG BOING BONK HICKY DICKY DICK DICK DICKS!”
“And that’s what I would say, if I can remember all of that.”
“Wait what? Hey I mean, who the hell?”
“You tryin’ to start something?”
“Wait wha- WHO ARE YOU!?” Clearly he has met another Heat Man already, so meeting two Heat Mans completely shocked him and threw him off course.
“Ohhhh so now you’re afraid. I’m just the hottest Heat Man to ever heat, man!”
He said, pounding his chest like a small shiny golden gorilla. Getting more hyper as he talks.
Woolly froze, then got up close to inspect him.
“Hmm…” He said, looking up and down from lid to toe. “You remind me of someone almost just like you, except he is really rude.” He stepped back to give him some space. “Do you know my name?”
“No idea! But..”
He tips his lid all the way back and squints. Seeming to forgot the turret of insults from before for some reason.
“...is that REAL wool?”
He asks twiddling his thumbs and getting uncomfortably close. The room getting warmer by the second.