#tiny's ask box

[tinyperson00]

Im opening requests for the summer ✨

So now that school is done and I am fairly bored out of my mind, I am reopening my requests again!

What you can ask for:

I'll do requests for any character I know, or any of mine or your Oc's

what I can do:

I can do traditional doodles or paintings, digitally draw sketches or fully rendered pieces. If you don't specify then chances are it's just gonna be a doodle lol

how long will it take:

depending on the art form and what I'm doing that week it could take anywhere between an hour or so to maybe a few days

rules and restrictions:

I do not do any NSFW art, and if I don't really like the request then I'll let you know, but 99% of the time I'll accept it.

order of response:

I'm literally just doing first-come-first-served. If you send in a request first, then I'll do that one first.

Other:

you're also welcome to just send in suggestions and stuff and I may take it and do that idea. I'm pretty open and lenient with this stuff.

Supply:

If you send in a request for me to do a traditional painting, I generally use pieces of wood when I do that. Right now I still have a decent supply of it, and I get it specially made by my grandfather. If I do happen to run out tho, I can ask for more but It'll be a few days before they are done. I have tons of paper and digital art isn't an issue.

This post will be linked into my Into post for any future reference, and I may occasionally reblog it.

[tinydefector]

Hello Tiny, I wanted to know if you have seen brave police j-decker and if so, would you recommend writing for them?

I haven't actually seen it. I don't think I would write for it, mainly due to this tumblr mainly just being for transformers content kinda how I have other accounts for different things I write or am active in.

But I might give it a look at in the future and if I do end up making fanfiction for it I'll let you know.

[guaxinimraccoon]

How do yall feel about some gender bender?

I had a BLAST with this, it was sooooooooooo much fun to do, I'll definitely be drawing them girlies more

[stopmyhearts]

okay. you know what. I may have pretty shitty mental health. I may not have done great things today. or in general. but what I do have is goldstar.png and mediocre editing skills

so everyone tell me what they achieved today and you're getting a gold star for it. whatever that is. not crying in public. being alive. getting out of bed. sending that fucking email. being a little bitch about it but persevering. I don't care. All of you are getting gold stars

[drawingwilsoneveryday]

WILSON—WILSON THIS IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME… what kind of bird is your favorite bird i have to know (also mod of the page tell me yours too)… THANK YOU 😋

i really like these birds

[cent-scratchnsniff]

green apple flavor

[voidboymads]

Steter prompt where Hales are alive: Stiles and Derek are friends, Stiles agrees to pretend to be Derek’s boyfriend for his family gathering for reasons. Except Stiles meets Peter there, who is is ex/one night stand

I'm so totally going to turn this into a fic >.> if that's okay. I want to expand on it more so I've written this as a bit of a teaser/start of the fic (I hope that's also okay too >.<)

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“You want me to what now?” Stiles stares deadpan at Derek, a little bit at a loss for words - yet not enough to not ask for more details.

Derek, who looks like he’s about ready to jump out of his own skin, huffs a frustrated sigh through his nose. “I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for the weekend.”

Stiles blinks. Blinks again. Swallows down what would have been an amused chuckle and nods. “Yeah, yeah sure, buddy. No problem-o.”

“That’s it?” Derek’s brows knit together. He’s suspicious of Stiles’ quick acquiescence, which is completely understandable. Honestly, there’s no reason not to help. He and Derek have been friends since they were teeny tiny trouble makers - bonding over the tragedy of Stiles losing his mother and the fire that burned down the Hale residence.

It feels just like yesterday when they’d met at the sight of the fire. Stiles had been hanging out with his dad all day - not wanting to go back to school just yet, and unfortunately had to tag along when the call came in and every officer was pulled to help.

He’d told Stiles to stay in the car, to not leave for any reason, but the sight of a young Derek Hale pulling up to the scene with his older sister, scared out of his mind, overwhelmed and crying for his mother, had Stiles springing into action.

It was lucky that everyone made it out alive.

Stiles smiles at Derek, reaching across to lay a hand on his shoulder. “Of course, man. You know I have your back. If I need to spend the weekend convincing your family that we’ve finally decided to ‘get our heads out of our asses and start dating’ then I’ll be there ready for free food and swimming in that lake in your backyard.”

A quiet smile graces Derek’s face for a moment before something seems to click, sending those brows of his back down into confusion territory. “Wait - get our heads out of our asses?”

Shrugging and pulling a fry out of the greasy brown bag Derek had supplied him with before starting this conversation, he popped it into his mouth to chew and talk around. “I don’t know. Cora said it to me once. I think your family thinks we’re destined to be - or something.”

It can’t be further from the truth; both know it.

Derek finally drops his shoulders and lets himself laugh at the absurdity. Stiles can smile at it, too, because they’ve both already figured out that they are way better friends than anything else.

“So when’s this shindig supposed to go down? I gotta let Pops know he’ll have the house to himself.” It’s almost too painful to admit that he’s still living at home so long after graduating from high school, but Stiles is still trying to figure himself out. Derek visits most weekends from college, which isn’t that far of a drive anyway, but it’s still further from Beacon Hills than Stiles has ever been.

The mood shifts a little, suddenly, as Derek looks away momentarily to dig around in the bag of fries. He seems hesitant to say anything more - yet Stiles is sure the big question was the only thing on his mind that was making him anxious. Eventually, Derek gives up on finding the perfect fry to distract himself with and upends the lead he’d been burying. “Mom said Uncle Peter’s going to be there too.”

Uncle Peter. Those two words should never go together in any language - especially not when it reminds Stiles of the fact that he’s slept with a member of Derek’s family. An older member at that. It’s no secret either between them - no love lost between him and Derek, but it’s still a sore subject for both of them to have go through with either one of them remembers.

It’s how most alcohol-infused stories go.

Stiles was plastered on his twenty-first birthday, and Peter was busy looming in a questionable, but sexy, corner. Parties at Derek’s loft - which everyone agreed wasn’t the best way to spend his share of the house-fire insurance - were always filled with loud music and low lighting. All it took was for Stiles to throw one as a housewarming gift with all of their friends, and suddenly Derek’s place was the place.

Peter just happened to be there for Stiles’ birthday - wrangled in by Derek to help set up and dole out drinks. He’d finished with his shift of bar-tending and was just standing there, still with the little half-apron Derek had provided him, and fuck if Stiles didn’t find that hot.

“Okay.” Stiles claps his hands together, rubbing the grease and salt from the fries into his skin. “Okay, alright. It’s still no big deal, but I want something in return.”

Derek ducks his head and sighs again. “What?” It’s inevitable. Derek knew this was going to happen, which is why Stiles thinks he was waiting until the end to even mention it.

He looks so down-trodden, though, that makes Stiles feel a slight twinge of guilt. Instead of demanding some inane or stupid thing from Derek now, he nudges others’ big, broad shoulders and mumbles, “I don’t know right now, but when I think of something, I’ll let you know.” It’s good enough for Derek, which means it’s good enough for Stiles. Except, “Wait, why do I have to pretend to be your boyfriend?”

[nerdynuala]

Helloooo just wanted to say I love your art and your soft color palettes! Love all the radiorose content eheh 💕 Have an Alastor approving your art as a gift 🤲

Aaah thanks so much! As a fandom wanderer who just set foot in Hell I sure appreciate you interacting with me :')

And Alastor's approval 🛐 Have a matching Rosie sending all the love (the besties must not be separated)

Btw I also love your art, Radiorose content and just how round and soft your Alastor looks *__* he's the softest boi and I wanna cuddle him and pet his head

[tojosuggestionbox]

I would highly recommend training in martial arts from one of the listed partners. Please do not seek training from random vagrants in seedy corners of the city. I'm surprised this has to be said.

While the gyms on our website may be Clan affiliated, please be mindful that civilians are present. Follow the rules, cover up where necessary, and remember that your behavior reflects on Tojo.

[gt-scribbles]

I want to draw G/T [interactions, OC stuff, fluffy, dramatic, w/e] but I have 0 ideas in the tank.

[tinyperson00]

Not rendering this bc it’s taken too long as is <3

Femskk with a bonus kissy-kiss :)

Femzai has no curves, she has been cursed with flat as a door syndrome(/j)

And her hair/skin colors changes are on purpose

omg that's so cuteee 😭

*internally screaming*

I love that so much!!!

[animatronic-assistant]

(The Smol Has Been Deployed)

[They teleported to the cabin because in this smaller state can’t really defend themself]

@lunar-disillusionment

Elara was surprised to see a tiny child version of her friend.

Net? It that you?

[scrunckled-idiot]

I imagine Medic giving a check-up to a tiny (just to scare them of course) opening his own mouth in that uncanny smile like

"Now, say 'AAAAH~..."

And the poor thing so scared JSHSJ

—🍭 anon

teefs

[stupidlittlespirit]

Do you think Ford could be somewhat of a moth collector, if so, how dedicated do you think he would be?

I personally like the thought of him giving reader a moth or two as a cute little gift😭😭😭

He does collect moths! Bill talks about it in TBoB, I believe!

Listen, I had an Uncle who actually also did this. He collected butterflies and moths, and he'd put them in these gorgeous display cases he made. He had tons. He actually gave me two from his collection when I was very young, a red admiral and another one that I can't remember. I thought they were super cool. He detailed how he pinned them and it's a very delicate, careful process. It requires a lot of attention. Very cool and not boring at all, fuck you Bill.

I cannot get the idea out of my head of Ford teaching you how to pin them properly. He thinks you ask him to do it just to humour him, not for a special reason or because you care, but you do.

You hide it from him, though. You hide your intentions and then in secret, you take little trips out into the shallow parts of the woods where Ford has told you they congregate, and you search for one that's died of natural causes. It takes a while, and they're hard to find, but you manage it.

And you've listened very carefully to everything Ford has told you about how to handle them. You've looked up tutorials on how to do it and you have one playing as you make your own special little display for Ford. You put extra effort into everything; you buy the best fabric you can, the nicest pins, everything.

You pin it for him in the prettiest mahogany antique frame you can afford to buy and it's a little wonky, it's not the best, but it looks good considering your lack of ability. So you wrap it up in neat tissue paper, and hide it away carefully in your bag.

It isn't until you're both alone in the evening, enjoying each other's quiet company, that you gift it to him. It's not for any real reason, not his birthday or any special occasion, it's just something you want to do for him.

And he's over the moon with it. Like, super over the moon. He doesn't tell you, but he's already got five of the same species that he's caught himself, but he subtly throws them all out so he can put yours in their place instead. He hangs it up in his study so he can look at it all the time, because he's a big softy at heart, and he appreciates the effort so much that he gets a little misty eyed when he shows it to you.

[sprout-s-askblog]

"You finally got boxten?"

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/askconnieheh

(Take a guess)

[madamemasquerade]

//I did somethin’ dangerous

//I present to you, a King of the Squirrels redesign

//He’s gonna be in the game and he plays a bigger part than I had originally planned.

//The King is an absolute sweetheart. Real big dad energy 24/7, a heavy contrast to his original counterpart. I like to think the peanut butter face thing was a phase he was going through at a younger age before growing up. (Or maybe a royal tradition of humility before he becomes king? Ooooh) Now the peanut-butter-beard is a real beard! He’s one of the oldest ego’s Mark has created, so it only makes sense he looks much much older and has gone through the most change.

//Might change the crown tho… hmmmmm

//He has great pride in his people and is a people first leader. There’s a reason he announces himself as the king all of the time. He loves dressing casual, the flowy fabrics allowing easier movement for foraging. That heavy royal dress is too much for day to day. He loves spending time in his kingdom and helping wherever he can. His groundedness is what makes him a great favorite amongst his city. The other squirrels respect him, because he respects them. Hell, he’ll even run around without his crown from time to time.

//Tim spends a lot of time in this world for *cough* *cough* unspecified reasons *AHEM* and during this time, the king takes him in after all Tim’s help from before. (In fact! This is where Tim develops his appreciation for learning about new cultures, their foods, ecosystems, and social systems.)

//When Actor returns for Tim, Tim “decides” that he must return to the studio. It was the “right thing to do” after all. The king is heartbroken with Tim’s “decision” — heavily based upon manipulation — but he knows he can’t force Tim to stay. 1. Because forcing Tim would only cause the boy to push and fight harder against everyone who isn’t Actor, making it harder for Tim to realize he needs to leave and 2. because the king is no fool. If Actor can find a way to jump through universes, he could only imagine the harm he could cause to the kingdom, to his family. But, Tim was his family, too, now…

//It’s a decision that they both regret. However, Tim won’t come to this realization until much, much later.

//AND NOW BACK TO OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGAM!!!