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t34-mt · 8 months
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4K FAQ is open!
please read the bit of text first! a bit late but i still think im allowed to do it at the moment, Reminder some basic asks were answered in the FAQ Google doc that is linked to the altuyur guide post, stuff like "what program do i use" is answered there already!
Where to submit ask?
for the 4K FAQ youll have to submit questions via a google form (its anonymous). Do not send it via my inbox please. my inbox is for spec bio/worldbuilding asks, id like FAQ ones to not get mixed with them
Ask the artist
you can send ask to me (no way) about whatever you want, The answers will all be compiled in one long post
Ask the oc's?
if that's a more fun thing that interests you, you can send ask addressing directly to the characters of altuyur!
They will be answered with little drawings so they will take longer to publish. They will also be compiled in one post, if i reach the image limit per post then it might be split into several compiling posts.
Have fun! the time limit is on September 10th! thank you all again for 4K i am very grateful of it :] tell me if you encounter any issues
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mitchythekiddoodles · 7 months
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Okay I got a question for the trio! (and Ash and Athena if they're down to answer): What's your favorite movie?
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It took em a bit of time to figure it out, but the trio finally have their choices ready!!!
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clockwindcreations · 3 months
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are you guys like the heart, the mind, and the soul from chonny jash???
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yes.
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iliumheightnights · 2 years
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Which oc is this with their boyfriend or husband 🤔
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I mean there are a few for sure, but the two that come to mind immediately are Daniel and Gideon. Those two I know are like two of the “cuddlier” ones. Gideon will do that to Bruce to distract him from work and to make him focus on him. Daniel on the other hand does it to Peter because he just wants Peter’s attention and can’t keep his hands off him.
They’re both a bit touch starved I guess. Both wanting some sort of physical attention and this is a great way for it.
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cotton-candy-haze · 1 year
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fiona harrington when robin and steve are high off their asses in the bathroom? -bibaybe
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Fiona was visiting her brother at work when he got roped into translating a secret Russian code, which somehow led to her getting trapped under the mall and almost kidnapped by Russians. It’s times like these that really make her wish she was an only child... or maybe not.
Fiona stared at the bathroom door as it slammed shut behind Robin and Steve’s retreating forms. For a moment, she contemplated just leaving them there to fend for themselves—she hadn’t signed up to babysit two idiots while they were high on some sort of damn Russian truth serum and she really, really didn’t want to deal with this—but then she realized that she would probably have to explain how her older brother ended up dead in a public bathroom drugged out of his mind if she left them alone in there. Staring up at the ceiling, she weighed out her options and ultimately decided against making an escape. Heaving a long-suffering sigh, she walked up to the bathroom and nudged the door open.
“Hey Stevie, you guys alive in here?” Fiona called out as she finally stepped into the bathroom. Her eyes darted between the two stalls where Robin and Steve were currently barfing their guts up. She scrunched her nose up in disgust and shuffled slightly closer to the stall her brother was curled up in when it seemed like the wave of nausea had passed. “Steve?”
“Fionaaa, my favorite sister,” Steve slurred and whipped his head around to look at her. Glassy eyes struggled to track her, but eventually landed somewhere to the right of her head. “What’re you doing here?”
“I’m your only sister, numbnuts. And I’m here because I don’t feel like leaving you two to die on this grody bathroom floor.” Fiona stopped in the opening of the stall and crossed her arms against her chest. Her eyes darted around the stall before eventually landing on her brother’s beaten face. Her expression softened a fraction and she sighed. “You’re lucky I love you, Stevie.”
“Aww, I love you too Fee.” Steve grinned and reached out for her with one hand, although he overshot it and ended up swiping at the open air. He pouted, squinted his eyes, and tried reaching for her again. “Sit with meee. Please?”
Fiona rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help the tiny smile that tugged at her lips. She grabbed Steve’s extended arm by the wrist and nudged him gently. “Alright, fine. Scoot over then.”
Steve’s smile somehow grew even wider as he scooted across the tiled floor to make room for Fiona. She gave a huff of laughter and sat down next to him, only letting herself think about how disgusting this was for a second before she pushed the thought away. As soon as she was settled with her back pressed against the wall, Steve threw an arm around her shoulders in an awkward sideways hug. She shook her head, let out another tiny laugh, and gave his hand a gentle pat.
“You’re a good little sister,” Steve mumbled before he dropped his head heavily against her shoulder. His bruised eye protested the movement and he let out a hiss of pain, but he didn’t lift his head. “Doesn’t even matter that you’re adopted. Never mattered. Always been my little sister. Doesn’t matter...”
“Thanks Steve,” Fiona replied quietly. She was still smiling at him, but her eyes had gone a little bit misty. She sniffed and rubbed at her face with the corner of her sleeve.
“Shit, I’m not s’posed to say that.” Steve suddenly looked very concerned as he jerked his head up. He stared at Fiona, his brows furrowed as he struggled to string words together in an order that made sense. “Not s’posed to tell anyone how they got you. They’ll be mad. Not allowed to talk about it. Don’t tell ‘em Fee, don’t tell ‘em what I said.”
“It’s alright, I won’t tell anyone,” she reassured in a gentle tone. She scrubbed at her face again, wiping away the growing dampness under her eyes.
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Fiona gave him a watery smile and held out her extended pinky, just like she always did when they were kids. Steve immediately lifted his own hand and wrapped his pinky around hers. They sat like that for a moment longer before Steve grinned and dropped his head against Fiona’s shoulder again.
“You’re my favorite sister.”
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Finn Jackson - Son of Rex Jackson
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Junior Rose - Brother of Harv
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Sadie Greenfoot - Daughter of Robby Greenfoot
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Idea from @pricescigar 🧡
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daily-dragon-drawing · 3 months
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a dragon but disguised as fruit would be the best shock to stumble upon
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#11 - 火龍果 (dragon fruit)- I don't see a dragon here, do you? 🐲🍓🌟
Bonus:
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His ass does NOT cost 39元
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valorwuzhere · 1 month
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Ask my OCs
Go to my introduction (or ask if there are any OCs not on there), and then ask any OC whatever you want (this will from now on be a limited monthly event)
They will be answering any and all questions until March 20th!
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cityandking · 6 months
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oc asks: not-so-nice edition
alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?
betrayal: Has your OC ever been betrayed by someone they thought they could trust? Has your OC ever betrayed someone who trusted them?
bound: Has your OC ever been imprisoned or captured? What happened? How did they get out? Did the experience leave any scars?
break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?
desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?
failure: What's your OC's greatest failure? Have they been able to move past it? Does anyone else know about it?
fear: What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?
future: What's the worst possible future for your OC? Are they taking steps to avoid that outcome? Are they even aware it's a possibility?
ghost: Who or what haunts your OC? What happened? How do they live with their ghosts?
guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?
hate: What does your OC hate? Why? How do they act towards the object of their hatred?
heartbreak: Have they ever had a relationship that ended badly? Experienced some other kind of heartbreak? What happened?
hide: What does your OC hide? Why do they hide it?
hunt: Who or what is your OC hunted by? A person, a feeling, a past mistake? Is your OC able to let their guard down, or are they constantly alert?
mask: Does your OC wear a mask, literally or figuratively? What goes on beneath it? Is there anyone in their life who gets to see who they are under the mask?
midnight: What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?
mistake: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?
monster: Is your OC monstrous in any way? Is there something that makes them monstrous? Are they aware of their own monstrosity? Do they accept it or reject it?
nightmare: What does your OC have nightmares about? How do they deal with their nightmares? Do they tell people, or keep it to themself?
pain: What's the worst pain your OC has ever felt? Do they have a high pain tolerance?
secret: What's one secret your OC never wants anyone to know about them?
skin: How comfortable is your OC in their skin? Do they grapple with anything that lives inside them—a beast, a curse, a failure, a monster? How do they face the smallest, weakest, most horrible version of themself? Are they able to acknowledge it at all?
torture: Has your OC ever been tortured? Would your OC ever torture someone else?
wound: How does your OC handle being wounded? Are their wounds mostly physical? Mental? Emotional? What's the worst wound your OC has ever experienced?
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blumineck · 7 months
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Hey, artists of tumblr (and general nerds), it's me, the archery guy! The one with the pole, you know, this one:
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(I'm the human in there, not the animated characters)
ANYWAY, I need your help!
I know some of y'all are using my posts as art references (and that's GREAT! I love that!) And I want to maybe look into creating a better resource for artists, like a pose reference bank or something like that, but I don't know where to start?
So tell me: where do you go for your art refs? Are there specific photographers/pose banks I should get in touch with? Or if not, where would you recommend I start uploading my own? Patreon? OF (it doesn't HAVE to be porn you know)? A secret third option?
Let me know!
P.S. Here's some stuff that was lying around on my phone as tribute:
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gingiekittycat · 3 months
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I forgot how lonely it is to write original fiction.
Where are the kudos? The subscriptions? The comments? The people cheerleading me chapter to chapter? Where are the kind words and compliments and reassurances that what I'm writing isn't complete crap? Where are the unhinged emojis? The asks on Tumblr? Where are my mutuals in my dms apologizing for not reading the latest chapter right away (side note, you know you don't have to apologize at all, right??). Where is the fanart? Where are the recs?
Where is my motivation to keep going?
It's something I've been thinking about a lot, actually, lately. How the experience of writing fanfic is so unique. How you already have an audience, willing and waiting and captive. And that's really it, isn't it? You have an audience. It's almost performative, writing fanfic. It's being on a stage, a one-person show (or two, if you do it with a friend); it's getting live reactions to your performance, it's feeding off the energy of the crowd and informing it back in a feedback loop; it's improvised, sometimes, in almost-real-time. It's building something that you couldn't have built by yourself. A thing that takes on a life of its own.
It's an experience you can't get writing original fiction, and, honestly, not having it is making it hard to write something original at all.
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roblingoblin285 · 1 year
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i love when ppl ask writers questions about their ocs and they're like "uhh i think so?" as if they didn't invent them. like they're just mild acquaintances we have
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mitchythekiddoodles · 7 months
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Who between Ossie, Maya and Lily has the best and the worst sense of fashion?
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Ossie: The Worst (of this group). Lets be real, he doesn’t have time for it, and he’ll probably end up getting it covered in engine oil stains.
Lily: Mid tier. She’s got the coordination and look down, but the dedication isn’t always there. Chances that you will see her in the same outfit is very high.
Maya: The best (of this group). She sets the tone for her friends, and is willing to try new things. Not to mention she really helped the others find their style! Her outfits can usually range from cool savvy business woman, to 90’s rad dad who just crawled out of the infield at Daytona International Speedway…
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clockwindcreations · 3 months
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Hello!
Not sure what to put here, so…
A sunflower for everyone! A cute sunflower at that! :]
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ah.... thank you for your sacrifice.
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Ask a variety of mlp OCs weehoo
Don't be weird, some of them got partners, plus they're horses cmon dude
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cotton-candy-haze · 1 year
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What’s Noka doing while Appa’s missing from the gang?
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At this point, Noka has finally (much to her dismay) joined the Gaang and is fulfilling her destiny of helping the Avatar. This is what she was up to after Appa was taken.
Noka stared up at the sky, eyes squinting against the point on the horizon that Aang had disappeared into. She felt bad about him losing his bison, sure, but she had to admit that this felt a bit dramatic. Of course, she didn't know Aang as well as Sokka and Katara did, so maybe this was just how the boy was. Either way, she had to admit it was a little bit inconvenient for him to leave them alone in the middle of the desert. Shrugging, she turned around to face the rest of the group who all looked about annoyed as she felt.
"We'd better start walking. We're the only people who know about the solar eclipse," Katara said once she saw that she had Noka's attention. "We have to get that information to Ba Sing Se."
"Wait, hold on. Noka's all Avatar-y, can't she just airbend us out of here so we don't have to trek through the desert?" Sokka interrupted, eyes darting between Katara and Noka as if waiting for one of the girls to argue with him.
"Chaos Avatar, but I don't have airbending right now." Noka snapped her fingers and lit a small fire on the end of each of her fingertips to emphasize her point. "And even if I did, what do you expect me to do? It's not like any of us have gliders."
"Exactly," Katara replied, rolling her eyes at her brother before she started walking in the direction Aang took off. She didn't wait for the rest to follow, but called over her shoulder, "If you don't want to get left behind in the middle of nowhere, I suggest you all follow me."
Noka extinguished the flames alight in her hand, shrugged noncommittally, and followed after the girl. "We're gonna die out here one way or another. I guess I'd rather die trying to get out of here than die relaxing on a sand dune.”
"That's the opposite of what I want to hear right now, Noka," Sokka grumbled as he joined the group.
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