#angry kyle

[toruloloo]

A crossover again

[dailykylebroflovski]

[reds-skull]

Could we possibly get Soap yelling at a recruit for trying to steal Ghosts mask, with Ghost in the background like that’s my mans.

Or something you want to do for shits and gigs because you can and it’s fun

Sorry this took a while, I kinda made a mini comic because, as you said, I can and it's fun lol

Thank you for the ask! This was quite fun to make haha

[cod-dump]

Alex: FARAH'S ANGRY AT ME

Gaz: She is?

Alex, crying: SHE'S SO MAD I WANT TO DIE

Gaz: whoa- Alex it's not that bad!

Alex: I ANGERED MY QUEEN OFF WITH MY HEAD

Gaz: Oh my god- Alex-

Alex: INTO THE DUNGEON- LOCK ME AWAY

Gaz: Oh- Oh you, sir, are going to piss me off if you don't dial it back

Alex:

Gaz: ... I didn't mean-

Alex: *scream crying*

Gaz: OH MY GOD

[temeyes]

he doesn't wanna talk about it

[yeyinde]

writing has been hard lately, so as an apology for the lame updates, have a little concept piece/wip thing(?) of the continuation of this malaligned babytrap series.

babytrapping! with Kyle is a little bit different, it seems.

because for Kyle, anger exists in a vacuum. a chasm. but unfortunately for him, that abyssal trench dug itself a sanctum a little too close to his heart. his soul. a locksafe made of glass, reinforced with raw grit, resolve. it doesn't bother him much; a mere prickle across simmering nerves. quenchable. controllable.

but the thing about dying is that it tends to put everything into perspective. give nuance and meaning to what he might have taken for granted before. but not always for the best. still. these are usually one-offs. maybe they find religion or a renewed vigour for life. but what happens when it keeps happening? repeated brushes with death's gossamer embrace over and over again. the stench alone might drive a man mad—

something might shift, even. break apart.

and to him, a paradigm sounds like the blaring warnings in a distressed cockpit. wind narrowing to a whipcord. metal crumpling against the pavement. the hiss of gas. the roar of a fire as it gorges itself on engine fuel. death's rotten, gnarled fingers whispering, feather soft, across his nape.

he survives the fall, sure, but not unscathed. something breaks, shattering on impact. if not his flesh, not his bones, then it must have been that glass box housing the ugly, twisting blackhole that eats his wants clean from his bone. he doesn't know what the aftermath will bring, but the latest one seems to have dislodged his heart the prison of his ribs. it's not empty for long. the newly untethered contents of the chasm quickly fill the empty space.

the fallout is a wildfire of desperation fuelled by the dawning realisation of just how fragile human existence really is. and when he finds you're getting a little too close with a new friend in his absence, well. perspective, right? he might die tomorrow, but the fear of leaving you alone forever (with a man who isn't him and nothing to show for your relationship except hollow memories that will soon fade like fingerprints) sits in his guts like curdled milk. it simply won't do.

perhaps he should have called in sick.

[nuttiebun]

the coon did or said something that pissed mysterion off (probs said something about his sister)

original XDDD

[wonderstrevors]

Selina being Mama Cat to Jason in all this issue is so precious to me

[wiideletedmew]

old or unfinished doodles cuz ummm idk. i wonder why its 90% one guy

[roostertuftart]

Kyle and Stan from an in progress au where they burn the farm down together 💖

[fennecfiree]

hes looking at Tolkien

(Pls reblog this took 7 hours 😭/np)

[toruloloo]

I animated an angry kyle

[dailykylebroflovski]

[toonophiliac]

Some mfers just graduating their 20’s

[toasternuggets]

Sillies

[toomanywordsnllines]

Ghost: Small beings usually contain more anger.

Soap: That's ridiculous. Give me one example of this.

Gaz: Wasps.

Price: Terriers.

Ghost: You.