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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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"Issue #34: Sunset Days"
Here we are! The start of something great and terrible! Defiance has arrived, and we have no choice but to wait and see if anyone makes it out alive.
I never quite got to work Hush Puppy's fate as much into the comic as I wanted, so I'll go into it a little more here. She did starve to death, like Egrettail says. As Thrasher put more time into "training" his growing kits and less into hunting, Hush Puppy got less food and gave up a lot of her own for the kittens. A combination of that and pure stress just sapped everything from her.
Also, I feel this may need to be said; yes, the dream canine with blue eyes is Rainhaze, not Prowl, but Pinepaw doesn't know that. It is dramatic irony.
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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had a thought
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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Who's dog is this
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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THE AUDACITY OF THAT MAN
(ik he was being mean but i was laughing)
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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gonna be clearing my inbox due to old requests. if you sent any. I'm rly sorry I couldn't get to them! but I'm open for more. would love to see some. :3c
just make sure to read my TOS n stuff
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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@dotts-stuff they make him ourple oh my god
hello have u done a derek purple stim board? if not can you make one please?
Purple Derek Danforth Stimboard
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I wanna apologize real quick, this was supposed to be posted days ago but I completely forgot to add the gradient text. I’m sorry it’s been a rough week :c
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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'hunted'
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oneshot - derek has a vivid dream in which he's being hunted. (for a writing group im a part of, basically he has a memory in the form of a dream from the timeline of the movie!) (1k words) character - derek danforth (the beekeeper) tags: angst, nightmares, cussing, brief drug mention
.・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・.
derek wasn’t normally the type to get too many nightmares. he would never really remember his dreams at all. when he went to bed at night in whichever bedroom in his house he desired, beside whomever he desired, he was knocked out like a light. that’s just what happens when you have all the money you could ever dream of and stink of privilege, that was derek danforths life. .・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・.
it wasn’t like he never experienced stress. in reality derek was more stressed than he would ever let on. running his business wasn’t easy despite what people would say. a nepo baby who never had to want for anything. legitimacy and morals aside, derek worked his ass off. danforth enterprises was what it was today because of him. not anyone else. not his mother. and certainly not his father.
so it was no surprise that his nightmare that night rattled him.
from the get go, he felt a swirling sense of paranoia invade its way around his skull like a ghost as he slips into the nightmare. it seeps through every crack, every crevice it can worm its way into. that same fear spread down his limbs and across his back, making his shoulders grow tense.
this didn’t feel like work stress, it felt worse. it felt more intense. it felt more threatening. more than just mindless work shit was on his mind. why couldn’t he place it?
derek felt cornered, sitting in his mothers office. his eyes dart between the windows and the doors. it felt as though the walls were closing in, threatening to crush him. he shrinks back into the chair, his hand coming up to pick at the side of his face - a habit his mother loathed and never kept quiet about.
but mom wasn’t here. no one was. it was just derek, alone.
his phone buzzes and he jumps in his seat, frightening him more than it should. shakily, his hand reaches out to pick it up, holding it so tightly that he might snap it in half if he’s not careful.
there’s breathing on the other end, and that causes his back to straighten. “who the fuck is that?” he spits out, feeling his breathing pick up pace.
the other line stays eerily quiet and this freaks him out more. fuck. were they already nearby? his eyes dart towards the windows again, expecting to see a figure only to be greeted with. . . absolutely nothing. an impending sense of doom spurs in his mind, unsure of where to go to alleviate it. he felt trapped, cornered. and derek didn’t like that. he didn’t enjoy feeling like a prey animal, when all his life he always presented as predator.
“i said who the fuck is that?!” he calls out again, gripping the arm of the chair.
still nothing on the other end. until.
“i’m coming.” is all the voice says.
derek holds back a gasp, the voice confirming his fears.
he swallows hard and prays his voice not to shake, “fuck off. you can fucking try, bitch.” derek growls, but it’s clear to anyone who knows him just how much he’s rattled. before the other person can reply, he presses the disconnect button and throws his phone across the room.
breath escaping him, he pants, raking his fingers through his hair.
no one would let anything happen to him, right? there was no way. he was too important. there were so many people he could pay to protect his life. he could hear his fathers words ringing in his ears, ‘i told you so.’. derek lets out a whine and covers his ears.
no, no, no. this wasn’t happening. this absolutely fucking wasn’t happening right now.
every creek within the old walls had him jumping, completely on edge. his heart races away from him. he’s seconds away from calling for his mom, hands aching to grip onto something real, something that could ground him. he feels pathetic for wanting his mother, but something deep inside him tells him that not even she could make him feel better.
and he’s glad no one else can see him like this. he’d never act this way in front of anyone. derek wasn’t known for his calm and collected manner, but he tried to never show weakness in the form of fear. he kept it bottled up, hidden away until he could get his hands on something that made him feel at ease, usually in the form of that sweet white powder he loved so much.
so now, completely alone, he comes undone. he can feel tears form in his eyes as he grits his teeth. derek wasn’t ready to die. he had his whole life to live. who’d provide for his mom when he was gone? no one else could do the job like him. they’d just fuck it up. she’d lose her position and it’d be all their fault.
derek didn’t want to die. he couldn’t. silently he begs for more time.
until he’s ripped from his sleep with a gasp. derek grips the sheets as he sits up, gasping for breath over and over. for a few seconds, it feels like he’s still in that office. but after a few blinks, his surroundings come back to him. he’s home.
but it doesn’t feel the same. it doesn’t feel safe. he doesn’t feel so untouchable now. he almost feels. . . vulnerable.
he grabs at the bedsheets beside him and realises that no ones there. he suddenly regrets sleeping alone. he releases shaky breaths from his nose and reluctantly lays back down. gathering the duvet against him, he wraps himself tightly within it and lays with his back against the headboard, eyes scanning the room.
his bedroom suddenly felt too big. his eyes move between each object as if looking for any form of a threat. did the curtain just move? fuck. he was losing it.
the digital clock on his nightstand blinks: 3:21am. it was a long way to go till morning. and derek couldn’t bring himself to move.
instead, he sat like this until the sun crept into his bedroom, bringing a small sense of safety. but that feeling of unease stayed in his mind, pricking him whenever he got too comfortable. no time to relax, always on high alert.
he realises he isn't as untouchable as he once thought. and that thought. . . fucking terrifies him.
derek wasn’t ready to die.
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‧₊˚ dedicated tags: @helen-on-earth @fatinhadesiners06 @boonam @sun-spider13 @laurrrelise @sammygirlism @sleepyhutcherson‧₊˚ ily all sm!! thank you!
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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random idea for Mike. like imagine him painting and shit. like he's really shy (introverted lol) and I think it's a great way to express himself. plus I think it inspired Abby to draw too.
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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Throne's End — CHAPTER 1: Open Gates
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— Ten years after a merciless war forced the Great Houses into isolation, all of Varrelas gathers in Danforth, the kingdom of Gold and Progress, to celebrate reuniting once again. With a possible era of peace, enemies take the opportunity of the Houses opening their borders to their advantage.
Prince Derek, the only heir to the throne, finds himself questioning his life once an overwhelming gala forces him into his mother's old study, where he discovers something that reminds him of fateful night when his father lost his life.
LINK — CHAPTER 1 — REBLOGS ARE HEAVILY ENCOURAGED & APPRECIATED!
( Make sure to share + comment! Would love to see all your thoughts :3c )
Tags: Royalty/Fantasy [AU], DND Inspired, Drama, Slowburn (?), Action, Heavy Character Focus, Lore, and More!
Warnings: Mentions of Death, War, Intoxication and Violence + Some Blood . . . Stay Safe!
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Tag List: @dotts-stuff , @hutchersboy , @welcome-to-hell-ya-gucks , @going-goober , @laurrrelise, @stanheights-boyfriend
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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silly little hc drawing of streamer au billy, based off of @dotts-stuff post <33
eventually planning to draw all the jhutch characters as streamers too?? maybe??
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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I just know his chat would be absolute crazy over him
IM MAKING A JHUTCH STREAMERS AU
thought came to after I saw this image and i remembered futterman is canonically a streamer lol
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Here's is some snippets I've written bc I will make this happen I'm js really tired rn lmao
Ty for @cryptidcorners for being just as deranged as me <3
Feel free to add any hc that u see fit ^-^
Also no shipping will happen between them weirdos 🤨 its all platonic collabs
Snippets under the cut!!
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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this one goes out to all the franklin fox fangirls and fanboys out there
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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GROAHSODBOSBS I CAN TDO THIS ANYMROE I GOTTA WORK ON THAT OKE DRAFT😛🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🗣️💔😐❤️😙😔👰‍♂️🙏😙🎶❤️👰‍♂️😔😇🙏😙⭐️
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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I am #1 darnett fan (no rlly it was created by me)
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thank you to @laurrrelise for the idea <3
also the art in the corner is made by my amazing pookie @cryptidcorners
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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Bro I NEED to stop shipping random crack ships. First it started with securitywaiter/dreamtheory and then it was lockjaw then it was icebaby and now it’s Derek and Garnett from The Beekeeper (still haven’t come up with a ship name for them yet) I’m sorry crack ships are just more fun than mainstream ships
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cryptidcorners · 1 month
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It's gonna be posted tomorrow! So last call :3c
woulddd anyone like to be tagged for the release of the royal Derek fic?
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