#angsty doodle angsty angst

[notherpuppet]

“You could end up like Lucifer”

[2aceofspades]

TW: Blood/Injury, Implied Death

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With you

Lil one-shot I guess...??

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After the dust cleared, it was dead silent. The air was thick with moisture from the dark clouds looming above them all. Someone, probably Raphael, yelled out something Two didn't quite process, his ears still ringing as his vision slowly cleared.

A faint blue glow flickered in the near distance, not too far from where Two was slumped on the ground. More muffled shouts rang out as Two attempted to collect himself, staggering to his feet and trudging over to the source of-

No.

Just the image alone was enough to bring Two collapsing back to his knees. Stupid, he thought.

"H-hey..." One's weak voice just barely got through to Two, snapping him right out of his thoughts.

He stared down at the dimming blue glow, watching it flicker and fade in and out. How the hell are you still here, breathing?

His thoughts became flooded in his head, even more so as he felt his arms cradle his brother's near-lifeless body.

"Did we win?"

Two felt his jaw clench at One's question, feeling frighteningly close to grinding his teeth until they were flat.

Did we win?

The question echoed in Two’s head, as if that would better help him process this moment. In any other instance, he would have deflected and scoffed at such an empty, meaningless question. Did it matter? he thought as he titled his head up, looking around briefly at the wasteland that surrounded them. It was over, that much was apparent.

"Yes,” he huffed, looking down at his brother in his arms as he continued, “Now, shut it and save your strength. Your heart-"

"I know," One croaked out in between a few sputtering breaths, interrupting Two in more ways than one. Two tried to ignore the cast-off of blood coming from his brother's mouth, despising the sickening feeling settling in his stomach as it hit his chin. One smiled weakly up at his brother, his eyes dull and unfocused.

How dare you, Two thought to himself.

His eyes flickered from One's exposed heart, bleeding out and hardly beating, and back to his brother’s face. His brother looked beaten, bloody...broken. It wasn't a look he saw from him often, if at all. It was that damn smile that he watched waver as One's heart beat softer and softer. What cruel irony, Two couldn't help but think, a metaphorical expression brought to life by his stupid, thoughtless, idiotic brother.

Two could still fix this. Even as he held his brother tighter against his own plastron and felt his shirt get soaked by the horrid mix of blood and empyrean; he thought to himself how he'd be the one to fix this.

There was no other choice left.

“Good…” One let out the softest of chuckles, “…we…we can s-start over.”

Something in Two’s own chest faltered, even just briefly. It was enough to shut out the feeling of One’s pathetic coughs and wheezes against him. He watched how One's eyes dulled further, his gaze wandering away from Two's face.

Starting over? That wasn’t ever an option, not one that Two had ever weighed in his mind. He wasn’t sure if that was even an option now. After everything he had done, everything he sacrificed, worked for…his brother still wanted to burn it, bury everything down and out of Two’s reach. One wanted this win, he wanted the impossible.

“Impossible…” Two muttered under his breath.

He heard yet another faint chuckle. And then the dense silence that followed.

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~bonus doodles~

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[wolfram-but-art]

i adore ur engie having a chord tail so re: requests how does spy feel about/interact with it

he'd mostly think it's endearing, part of Dell's silly charm. sort of like when you see a puppy

sometimes Dell uses it to get Spy' attention, or to make sure he's still with him and Spy sometimes uses it to make sure Dell doesn't impulse buy a set of power drills or a tablesaw

though, no matter how much spy thinks the tail is cute, he knows it was designed out a desperation.

things rarely go without complications when dealing with amputation and prostetics - things like phantom pain or conectivity issues and basically an every day issue Dell will be forever insecure about the fact he can't just engineer it all away, he definitely regrets cutting half his arm off.

so he designed the tail as a way to counter his weakness. but what if Dell doesn't just stop at the tail? what if he tries to mess with his anatomy further? what if he ends up doing something that irreversably destroys his body? sure he's an engineer, but not a medical proffesional.

what if the pain becomes unbearable for Dell though? what if further modifications are necessary for him to live in peace? will Dell know when to stop? Will Spy know when to draw the line? when to put his foot down?

what if Dell loses himself to the idea that he can elliminate all that is wrong with him with mods like this? what if this is just the beginning?

for now it's probably fine. probably

[mahikamihan]

tactical defeat

don't worry dream, we'll find a way to win next time.

[theoneinmultiplefandoms]

[sketches/w.i.p.s?] a random crossover involving fixations, old and new 🥼⚠️

check out below for some more doodles + silly ramblings about this crossover for those who wanna! (p.s.: involves angst + existential dread, so be advised!!)

my crossovering multifandom brain: "hey since Bill C. can break 4th Walls™️ and see parallel universes, do you think he'd see Flint's alternate versions of himself being a different person / being more successful / being an actual innovator like his concept arts rather than the flimsy inventor that he is now? how would Flint even react to all of that, the fact that he's just a mere concept of what he could have been, boiled down into an inconsistent joke that no creator(s) of his would bother to further develop? that he's just a mere puppet for a story that was never his?"

me: "bro chill i just want to draw Flint again calm down (/lhj) 😭😭"

[yukiire]

started with the left mammon and ended up with a lot of mammon eventually i just decided to make them into a single sheet :'>

[pallotdip]

happy zexal birthday ‼️‼️🎉 how does it feel to be 13

[cherrycro]

“He was the only person who ever thought I was a good person. The only one who was proud of me”

[xxlady-lunaxx]

who else feels like this

[doodle-girl]

And as the haze finally lifts, the weight of all your sins finally comes crashing down on you all at once like a tidal wave

You had become a part of the monsters you were so disgusted by in the first place.

Comic I did for @corrupteddoodles Caretaker Alex/Brainwashed AU, particularly when they finally get their memories back (get your memories back, idiot). Inspired by this passage they wrote in dms once:

[caesarinsalata]

"It's all my fault..."

[goreyskeleton]

Thanks @jokesonyouimfruity for drawing the twins in this and giving me the idea to make THIS

bro fuck I could be in my Saw (2004) era but noooo. This mf named Toby just HAD to be an amazing artist and he just HAD to make H.O.W fanart and he just HAD to answer my asks and suck me back into my H.O.W hyperfixation 😤😤😤

[loafthecat]

TW. Metal gore))

UMMMM- guess who made angst for @toxsradioactivelocks ‘s Metalloid Au-

A-HA-

Evil charl is fun-

[ralworm]

Ace Attorney A Doodle A Day: Day 14 - Nightmare. Silly nightmare [Toccata and Fugue in D Minor plays ominously]

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

the sillies

[bigfrogdraws]

Imagining the angst of benrey kinda being a Parental figure to Joshua and Ben taking Gordon to gamestop to met his friend josh and both having a coniption fit at the others existence while Ben just slowly comes to the realization

gordon then proceeded to yell at benry in the parking lot for at least an hour