Derpqueen22 - DerpQueen

Some Supernatural scribbles

reblog to slap his bald head

BACK IN THE FREAKING BUILDING I FINALLY GOT TIME TO DRAW

I AM FINALLY DONE BAHAHHAHAAHAAAAAA

AFTER 3-4 HOLE DAYS OF LISTENING TO THAT DAMN SONG OBER AND OVER AND OVER AND AKSNKSNSND I AM CRASHING OUTTTTTT

All the fave art under cut:

I AMEJDJENJDENDKDDNDK

Live laugh love villain stone <333

BACK WITH RANCHERS PT 4

Tango led Jimmy to the barn where Jeremy had been kept. As they stepped in they realised that Jeremy was gone. All evidence on the cow had been removed. Jimmy was confused. “I-I-I’m sure it was there before!” Tango spluttered. Jimmy frowned, kneeling on his knees, inspecting the place where they saw Jeremy before. He saw a small bullet fragment on the grass. There was a little bit of blood on the side of it. Jimmy picked it up and regained his posture. Jeremy was 100% killed by a bullet shot, Jimmy was sure of that. For their meat or leather no less. But who?

Jimmy went back to his room after that, and Tango just couldn’t help but feel…guilty. Even if it technically wasn’t his fault, Tango felt really bad for the loss of Jeremy. Tango felt the need to do something to fix this, or at least figure out who killed the cow. He was out venturing out in the mountains when he noticed a goat. It was rare to see a goat around here, especially one with 2 whole horns. The goat suddenly turned to Tango, revving up to charge. The goat’s eyes turned red and ran towards Tango. In the last second, Tango jumped up to the ledge behind him and it’s horn came tumbling off. Tango smiled and picked it up. He put it to his mouth and blew it. Toot toot toot tooooot. Ponder. The best one of the lot. Tango couldn’t believe his luck. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another 2-horned goat charge him and once again he jumped up onto the ledge and picked the horn up. Tango then climbed down the mountain, opened the door and handed the horn to Jimmy.

 Jimmy’s eyes glinted, a smile he would never think to return. Soon he found himself grinning ear to ear. “How did you know that I wanted one of these?” Tango grinned, “I didn’t, I just thought it would be a good idea to give you to one. We can call for help whenever.” Jimmy felt a tingling sensation in his chest. Not because of the fact that he finally has the chance to join in on horn calls, but because of Tango. He then took the horn and went outside the ranch. He raised his arms and put both hands around the horn. He took a deep breath and blew into the horn, suddenly, he found himself hearing a bunch of other horns being blown, the sound filled the ear as Jimmy put the horn down. Happy with his dream fulfilled.

Ranchers (And the love they share)

Tango stumbled as he stepped out from the portal. He frowned as the shimmering circle closed behind him. He looked around, trying to figure out his bearings. He seemed to be in a middle of a city, billboards were spotted everywhere. Tango didn't like it, the colors were to bright, the flashing unnerved the hybrid. Tango decided to walk around and figure out where he was. Although he didn't know how he got here, Tango figured he should probably not stay here for long, him being a blaze and all that. He dug in his pockets and found some cash that he decided to use to find somewhere to live for the day. 

After a day of searching, he finally found a place. It was a small apartment, but it was enough to keep him for a while. He made extra care to not burn anything while moving around the room. Slowly he got in the bed, taking note of the very flammable bedsheets that surrounded him and drifted off to sleep.

The red haze surrounded him, air so thick that it was hard to breathe. Other people covered in shadows were reaching out to him, coming to grab him and take him back to the confinements of the cell. To experiment with him. Tango was running faster and faster, until he found some sort of floating circle. He stepped right through and-

Tango woke up, his face was covered with sweat. Tango quickly jumped out of bed and hosed down the fire burning on the bed frame. As the fire dwindled down, Tango sighed as he slumped back on the bed. He couldn't remember what he was dreaming about nor why it caused such a big headache. With his hands in his head he closed his eyes and fell back asleep. 

Progress! Still working on it, but I want everyone to know that I listened and I'll finish it.

Highschool AU Treebark? I guess???

Ren walks into the hall, admiring fans filling the air with compliments. Martyn scowls as he watches from his locker, knowing that none of these people have a chance with Ren, unlike him. Ren’s ‘fake’ smile bursts into a real one as he sees Martyn, face brightening up with joy. Martyn shares the reaction as he shoulders his bag and starts walking to Ren’s side. 

“Greetings, my hand, what brings thy beauty to my presence?” 

“My lord, I believe thy beauty is far more than mine,” he responded with a smile. 

Ren chuckles, “You flatter me,” He says, before turning to see more fans crowd the halls, smiling as he greets them. Martyn stares at the floor, Ren hasn’t made their relationship public yet, fearing his admirers might place threats on Martyn. Martyn thought that was really nice of him but...He wished the girls would leave him alone. Every time someone looked at Ren with those awe-filled eyes, flirting with him, asking to date him, Ren smiling and putting down their offer, always hurt Martyn in a way, always made him doubt their relationship. Could he be declining them because of me? Because he doesn’t wanna hurt my feelings?

 “-which is why I need your help, Martyn” Ren says, resting a hand on Martyn’s shoulder,  startling him out of his trance. 

“Huh-wha-sorry say that again?” Martyn stuttered, very conscious of Ren’s soft hand ever so close to his face. 

“I was just saying, I’ve finished my script for my new show, and I was just thinking, I know you are a great actor when it comes to it. Would you like to join me?” 

Martyn feels his jaw drop as his brain processes Ren’s offer. Closing it when he realises that it's open.  He finds himself unable to speak.  “I um.” Martyn stutters when he realises what exactly Ren is asking of him. “Are you sure you want me to act for you?”

Ren’s smile goes wider and Martyn feels his heart flutter at the sight. “You won’t be acting for me! You’ll be acting with me! C’mon dude, it’ll be so fun!” 

Martyn finally lets the dopamine settle in at the thought of acting along with the love of his life, and a grin spreads over his face. “Of course I’d love to.”

“I knew you’d say yes.” Ren says, chuckling along with his words. “I’ll send you the script to proofread over as normal. You can choose which guy is more to your liking to act.”

“Uhm yeah sure!” Martyn says as he stops in front of his class door. “Alrighty then, see you next period?”

“You bet my dude.” Ren responds as they fist bump. Ren then walks away backwards, blowing a kiss towards the other. Martyn feels his face flush, before miming to catch it and send it back. Ren chuckles and turns around, walking to his next class. Martyn sighs as he reluctantly pulls his eyes away from his boyfriend and enters the room.

I hope Iskall85 understands that comparing himself, somebody who was a creep to people in his dms and who cheated on his partner, to women and marginalized people getting murdered, is disgusting.

He didn’t refute the screenshots being real, and he also put blame on the Hermitcraft server for cancelling him when they put out a neutral statement about the situation and gave him an opportunity to discuss what was happening. He’s been on Hermitcraft for eight years, he had close friends on the server. They did not think it was fun or advantageous to have this conversation. Some of the victims haven’t come out against him publicly, and there’s no motive for his moderators and team, who financially benefitted from him, to accuse him other than that being the truth. The hermits haven’t said much of anything at all, and what they did say months ago was short and precise, as well as contradictory to Doc’s statements on the hermits trying the best they could to talk to him.

If you support Iskall85 after this statement and after the evidence which has been presented then block me, because I don’t want to see you around. He very clearly guilted his former staff and threatened the people he harmed, and this is not behavior that should be tolerated in any way.

Flower husbands wooo

Just a tiny one today...Inspired by my commision to @your-daily-dose-of-caffeine

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Today was May 18th, I got up at 6am, looking to my left I saw that Jimmy was still snoring away. I smiled, still wondering how I got with this idiot. A handsome one at that. I stood up and quickly unlocked my car and headed to the local pet store, ready to pick up a little

Sun shined into my eyes, waking me up instantly, I rubbed my eyes, turning over expecting Scott to be lying beside me. But I didn’t see a single strand of teal hair anywhere. Frowning, I got out of bed and quickly got dressed. I couldn’t believe that fool left me hanging ON MY BIRTHDAY! I was just about to make a call when I heard the front door open and close. Walking out of the bedroom, I see Scott carrying some sort of box, although it had holes in it, I didn't see much use of that. He quickly put it aside, shushing it. “Good morning handsome!” Scott said cheerfully. I looked away, blushing, “Sorry for leaving on such a short notice, I was picking up something.” Scott explained. I looked at the box quizzically, “Is it for me?” I said, smiling playfully. Scott shrugged, “Maybe it is, Maybe it isn’t. Say, are you still holding a party? Even at this age?” “Yeah, of course!” I responded. Then I realised something. “Wait. Did you just say I’m old?” Scott laughed. Something about his smile always filled my heart. It was one of the many things I liked about him. “You are very old Tim.” Scott said. I frowned. “Hey! We’re the same age!” “No, you were born in May, I was born in November. You’re technically 6 months older than me. So.” Scott shrugged. “You’re old.” He smiled and I couldn’t help, but smile back.