#artemis fowl angst

[artemis-fowl-angst]

Prequel day:

A oneshot window into life before the fowlstars sinking.

CW: drugs, implied murder, broken bones, parental issues, mafia

September 18th, The young Artemis Fowl the second, who had just freshly turned five years of age, yet was only ~80% the size of his peers, now sat in his mothers lap, weeping in the back of his father’s bentley, as it sped furiously towards St. James Hospital in central Dublin.

Artemis, despite his brilliance in many areas, wasn't very coordinated yet. However, that didn't worry his parents, afterall, their son was already reading at 4,000 words per minute, and he hadn't even graduated the first grade yet, best not to look a gift horse in the mouth, they'd certainly trade a mediocre footballer for a child prodigy.

At his age, it was customary for Fowls to be informed on tamer matters of business, and his father was desperate to use his son’s talents to the advantage of their family, he had an ace in his pocket and his fingers were itching to pull it out, he knew that his competition would quiver at the things his freakishly bright child could deduce within minutes of exposure.

Thats how the young boy found himself in a room with his father adjacent to him, Butler and the Major standing protectively behind them, close enough that artemis would feel his bodyguards breath if he were taller, and Kolzak Bogdanov sitting at the other end of a 3 metre long table.

Mr. Bogdanov had assumed it was mahogany, and commented on it as an ice-breaker at the beginning of the meeting, only to flush nearly as red as the table when he’d been corrected by a five year old. It was bloodwood, a very dark bloodwood, but bloodwood nonetheless. The chairs matched the table, with their low backs, black leather held to the crimson wood by brass tacks.

It wasn't easy to see the grain of the wood in the dim lighting of the room, but artemis had good vision and it was certainly easier than trying to follow the thinly veiled threats being traded between his father and Kolzak. So thats what he elected to do, staring at the twisting lines and knots, some straight as ribbons down the length of the table, ending only when the went out of sight under Bogdanov’s elbows. Some swayed like rivers, bending and bowing, twisting and turning, ending spiralled around wine coloured knots.

“You know, I’ve been studying you closely Fowl.” Bogdanov smirked.

“Should I be flattered to have caught your attention?” Despite his teasing words, Artemis Fowl Senior demeanour was all but Jovial, cold and domineering as ever.

“You think this is funny? I’ve got connections, I have an eye inside your banks and I don't think the Bratva would be happy to know you’ve been skimming more than your share off their Coke profits.” He pause a beat, directing his eyes to Artemis Juniour, then he picked back up in a mocking tone adding: “or do you not want me talking about nose candy in front of your baby” He cooed the last word with a sickening grin, giving Arty an unwanted look at his plaque coated teeth, he couldn't help but recoil as the man leaned forward at him and Butler put a hand on the arm of his charge’s chair, reminding both Bogdanov and Artemis that he was still there, to differing reactions.

Artemis senior appeared unfazed.

“Artemis, you know what cocaine is, yes?” He said, never taking his eyes off Kolzak

He looked between Kolzak and his father for a second, before speaking “cocaine, known by many slang names, is an addictive drug derived from coca or prepared synthetically. It is a tropane alkaloid that acts as a central nervous system stimulant primarily recreationally and illegally, cocaine is metabolised in the liver and it’s metabolites are Norcocaine, benzoylecgonine, cocaethylene, and ecgoninemethylester, Cocaine is-” “Thats Enough.” his father cut him off sharply

Bogdanov appeared to search for words for a bit before he opened his mouth to speak again. “I am not any old fool Fowl.” he spat the name, as though it left a bitter taste on his tongue and bile in his throat. “Your boy doesn’t intimidate me, I’m not gonna forget that I have leverage just because he can recite some fancy words in your englishman language.”

“Its latin…” Arty mumbled, but it didn't seem that anyone had heard him.

“I admire your confidence, if not your intelligence Kolzak. I assume your plot is to have me buy your silence?”

“Da, I want a place in your network, enough cash to start my own branch of the Bratva, and your backing when mikhail inevitably comes after my ass.”

“You want to distance yourself from the rest of the russian mafia?”

“No. I want a shortcut to the top.”

“You're a gambler Kolzak, we’ve played many a game head to head, you know how dangerous it is to try and force my hand.”

“And you know that I do not bluff.”

They stared at each other, the silence was palpable and the air felt thick.

“Artemis-” Two large blue eyes shot from the table to his father “-Go downstairs to your mother, Butler, stay here.”

He didn’t need to be told twice, Butler Helped him up and out of the chair, his little legs were much too small to reach the ground alone. Once he was set with two feet on the floor, he fixed his tiny tie and walked out of the room silently, remembering to hold his head high and push his shoulders back.

He walked down the hall to the nearest study, his father’s, to grab the book he was currently reading, crime and punishment.

He made his way further down the hall, past walnut floors and hickory doors. The clicks of his tiny black loafers being muffled by the woven red rug that ran down the centre of the corridor. He walked forward to the edge of the stairs, where walnut floors turned to lacquered oak steps. He put a tentative hand on the gilded marble bannister and slid it forward to match his position as he moved down the stairs.

Each step he tested then made, he wasn't used to walking down the stairs without Bulter or his mother at his shoulder at barely a metre tall, the height of the steps was quite daunting and he was a clumsy child who easily lost his footing.

Perhaps it was his own mind getting in the way, maybe he was nervous, but everything around was so big and it was easy to be nervous when you were alone, Butler wasn’t with him, those moments were so rare…

A few more steps down the imposing staircase and he was a quarter of the way down, then a third, then one half. Maybe when he was with his mother, he would present her with his new violin concerto. He’d been working on it for about a week and was eager for an outside opinion two thirds of the way down when an all too familiar BANG ripped him out of his thoughts.

It was a noise he’d heard before. While Butler and the Major trained in the dojo, occasionally from his fathers meetings, in movies. A pistol with a silencer is still very very loud ~120 decibels. But the young Artemis didn't want to think about that, he was too busy falling.

He’d heard the bang, his foot had slipped, and he’d been sent careening forward, down the staircase. His chest was light, as though his heart had dropped to his stomach. He held out his arms in front of him bracing for impact.

There was a light thud when he hit the carpet. Pain exploded in his Right arm, his palms ached from the force of catching himself, and all the breath hand been knocked forcefully from his lungs.

His heart was racing with adrenaline and he was left laying on the carpet, cradling his arm close to his chest and gasping for air. He heard the voices of his father and the major nearing as the talked about something he was too distracted to hear, the second he was in sight, sniffling at the bottom of the stairs, Butler was by his side, asking him questions he couldn’t answer, all he could focus on was that he couldn't seem to get oxygen into his lungs.

The second he managed to catch a breath, he wailed. Tears ran down his cheeks and everything around him was too loud, too big, too bright, too much. He was terrified.

Butler managed to pry his delicate fingers off of his arm and pull it gently away from his chest. It was already starting to swell, and from Arty’s incomprehensible babbling interspersed with whimpers and sobs, he guessed it hurt.

Angeline had heard her baby’s cry from the west drawing room and had now appeared, worried with bits of hair strewn out of place, she looked like she’d ran, a theory only further confirmed by her lack of shoes, heels left behind somewhere in the manor.

“What happened?” she asked, frantic.

“I sent him out of the room while we finished things up with Kolzak, we found him like this.” even Fowl senior seemed worried, his brow furrowed in concern as his son sat bawling on the floor.

Angeline and the major stepped forward and artemis continued to gasp and blubber. Angeline got their first kneeling next to him and holding him tight, he clung to her, chubby little hands taking fistfuls of her blouse, pressing his face into her chest as she pet his hair and whispered sweet comforts. The major kneeled next to Butler, wordlessly taking Artemis’ arm from the younger bodyguard’s grip. With large calloused fingers, he gently pressed different spots. His elbow and forearm were starting to bruise already.

“broken?” The major asked Butler, seeing if he shared the opinion. Butler nodded, and thus it was decided. To the hospital they went.

Butler convinced angeline to let artemis go, and he picked him up as gently as he could, as though he were a porcelain doll, bundling him in his arms protectively and heading towards the garage.

Slowly the adrenaline wore off and artemis’ choked wailing turned to exhausted snivelling. The major drove, artemis curled in his mothers lap, hiding his face in her blouse, while Fowl senior called ahead to his doctor friend, assuring they wouldn't have to wait too long for service.

And true to the friend’s word, less than 30 minutes passed between the arriving and Artemis being wheeled on a tiny gurney to a room.

They gave him a mask, which probably had some medication mixed with the oxygen, because it seemed to calm him unnaturally fast.

He left with a blue cast, which stretched from his thumb to his armpit, a short list of prescription pills, and a heavy disappointment that he wouldn’t be able to work on his concerto.

#artemis fowl #artemis fowl ii #domovoi butler #artemis fowl angst #artemis fowl books #angst #af #fowldom #artemis fowl senior #tw violence #tw injury #tw drugs #tw guns #fanfic #tw parents #angeline fowl #butler #the major #the major artemis fowl #fowlfest #fowlfest2023

[eldewinddolly]

That morning in 1999 ; they just found out…

First time trying a big piece on procreate, i’m glad I went for a monochrome so I could work on my (non existent) shadows skills. I don’t draw scenes like this very often even on traditional media so I’m quite happy with how it turned out.

Sorry for the angst, mental health is a sh*tshow right now 🫠 So i’m torturing my favorite characters because i’m a terrible person ✨

#artemis fowl #fowldom #artemis fowl ii #angeline fowl #juliet butler #domovoi butler #artemis fowl senior #fowl star #angst #procreate #drawing #fanart

[alma-n]

Some people aren't destined to have a happy ending.

Finally colored this! I loved experimenting with this textured watercolor brush, it turned out nicely:)

A bunch of crops cause im proud of the details:')

#artemis fowl #fowldom #af #artemis fowl ii #alexmis #artemis fowl fanart #alex rider #alex rider fanart #art #digital art #ar fanart #alexmis fanart #artemis fowl x alex rider #ar #angst #alexmis angst

[piscespixiewastaken]

… I’m about to bite off waaaaaay more than I can chew with fanfics. I fully blame @homunculus101 for this. (Love you <3)

If you’re following any of my fics on AO3… I apologize for any delays in the current ones. But my Artemis Fowl brainrot just kicked up a notch. Fics are incoming in the next few days, and maybe even an update to the Jon Says No to Fairies AU.

I am allowing my DSMP brainrot to sit for a few days just to give myself a break from the… everything. But there might be some c!DiscDuo angst/fluff coming down the pipeline, plus the fic I’m working on for the gen bigbang event. So I’m not abandoning ship anytime soon.

If I’m found unresponsive in the five to seven business days, just know that I didn’t choose the fanfic life. The fanfic life chose me.

#artemis fowl #dsmp #jon says no fairies au #updates? updates you say? #i only know new fic idea #to be fair they’re all wips that i just never posted #i will suffer to bring you entertainment and you will suffer with me #this is my mantra as an angst writer

[orangerosebush]

I know I post Butler quite a bit, so: what are some post-series headcanons people have for him? I am always so curious about how other people write him!

#I say post-series instead of post-TFT/during TFT as I feel one can take TFT as nebulously canon #rather than set in stone #artemis fowl #domovoi butler #another day of staring at the AF ao3 tag and hoping for a Butler-centric fic to drop #or honestly just future fics in general #The cast went through a Great deal (often because of or pertaining to Artemis) of plot and thus I am a sucker for character explorations or #just like... found family hanging out fluffy stuff LOL I know I can write a fair amount of #angst but I feel like conversely I seek out self-indulgent slice of life stuff in fandom

[kai-atlantis]

Inspired by some time I spent this week:

J. Argon Clinic Inpatient Center

Atlantis

2010

"Have you felt you've made any progress, Artemis?"

"...Whilst here?"

"Yes. Allow me to elaborate: In the past two months, do you feel your condition has gotten worse, or better?"

Artemis barely lifted his weary gaze from the floor, though his irritated smirk was not unseen to the gnome. "I assume by condition, you're referring to Atlantis Complex, Doctor?"

"Yes, Artemis," the gnome replied gruffly with a pause. "That's the reason you're here."

Five words. Not four. Good. "And, as my doctor, do you mean that you've failed to assess the stability of my condition yourself?"

Argon frowned. "Artemis, don't be difficult. You know very well that I am following standard procedure-"

"Yes. As is you repeating my name in every sentence to garner my trust." Artemis fell back into the tiny armchair, staring blankly at the plain white clock overhead. "I know your tricks. Unfortunately, they won't work on me."

"The longer you resist treatment, you run a higher risk of prolonging your illness. Is that what you want?" Argon sighed, steepling stumpy fingers. "Don't you want to leave and return to the surface? Don't you want to see your family and friends again?"

A series of flashes blinded Artemis' mind, each a quick burst of those he loved.

His family's portrait.

Butler's safe hand on his shoulder.

Holly's warm smile.

But did they love him? Did he even deserve it?

Artemis' eyes dropped to the linoleum squares between his socks. "I don't know."

#artemis fowl #fowldom #holly short #domovoi butler #TAC fanfic #circa TAC #i didnt really know the year so i winged it #angst #writing #fanfiction #mental health

[pansy-chic27213]

Well, I’d never read the Artemis Fowl books before, and now I’ve finished all 8 in the main series. And I got really inspired:

There’s so many layers of angst to explore 😈

I had fun working on this piece because I don’t normally draw detailed backgrounds or incorporate these kinds of lighting effects. It’s not nearly as detailed as I would have liked, but I think with a couple more years of practice, I’ll develop these kinds of skills 🥰

#art #doodle #sketch #fanart #i drew this with my finger #drawing #digital art #doodles #artemis fowl #angst #angeline fowl #the fowl twins

[fissions-chips]

I am now being silly and self-indulgent and thinking about my usual TimSpiro except like… flipped?

Instead of post-TLG Tim suffering through his identity crisis and being slowly tempted back to the life of a villain (and a partner-in-crime), it’s post-TEC Jon hitting an absolute low, having lost his reputation (and possibly his position) and with everybody thinking he’s crazy, no more Mob connections, etc. He’ a strongly tempted to abuse substances again and 80% of the time he’s just sitting in his penthouse alone, starting to wonder if he is secretly insane. It’s just a really, really bad time for him (with Valentine potentially in the mix, making matters worse via the ‘toxic influence/friend’ manner).

And then he comes across Tim at some kind of gathering, the man equally inclined to hover at the edge of the crowd but also just… a little concerned for him? He looks unwell. Tim’s not exactly a social butterfly but he’s had enough of Angeline’s influence to know when someone being a little bit friendly is actually a really big help.

And it just kinda snowballs from there? Tim trying to be a good influence for another villain, hoping he can pull him over to the good side so that maybe he’ll feel a bit better.

(And then they fall in love <3)

#idk man Jon angst. but also Tim being sweet. idk man I like the idea a lot. #(there’s also the funny thought that maybe it doesn’t click with Jon that this is Artemis’s dad so when Spiro is invited to Fowl Manor it #- just becomes A Thing lol)

[geek-22]

Story I wrote in the Artemis Fowl and supernatural Fandom, it'd be fine fandom blind tho! "Purgatory" by geek22_ on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/365640545?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading_part_end&wp_uname=geek22_

After being pulled into the portal Artemis wakes up in a forest with no idea how he got there. He's stuck in Purgatory with an infuriating vampire, trying to find a way out. Unfortunately for Artemis, greater things are at work...

Meanwhile his friends and family think Artemis is dead, with no body, they assume he was vapourised in the blast.

Or: Heaven is really bad at orchestrating the universe. An angel loses Artemis' paperwork and all hell breaks loose. Literally.

Or: Artemis is stuck in Purgatory, makes a friend, falls into Hell gets tortured/Stockholm syndrome and generally loses his shit.

#artemis fowl #fanfic #fanfiction #holly short #benny lafitte #supernatural #domovoi butler #dean winchester #sam winchester #fanfic authors #wattpad #crossover #heaven and hell #ao3 fanfic #angels and demons #angst #online writing #archive of our own #worldbuilding #books #stockholm syndrome #friendship #ao3 #fowldom #spn #writers on tumblr #artemis fowl books #af #julius root #foaly

[fowlmanorisafairyring]

It really pisses me off that Eoin aged up Artemis and made him 18 cos' like it's so much funnier to imagine a twelve year old going around threatening entire species which are so much more powerful than him.

#like even the angst is hilarious #he's twelve #a literal baby #also i know he gets older in every book but like shhhhh #artemis fowl #fowlmanorisafairyring #why eoin whyyyyyyy

[hanaasbananas]

can't believe I was an alex rider kid when I could have been a percy jackson kid. why didn't I read these books sooner????

#banana speaks 🍌 #alex rider #percy jackson #both series are very good dont get me wrong lmao but like... #im reading pjo for the first time and??? i would have LOVED IT as a kid its so fkn good #i was also an artemis fowl kid tho so hmm #but also its so interesting bc? i discovered AR cus mum had left me at the library while she went shopping #and one of my friends was there and she told me to read stormbreaker #and imagine if she hadnt been there i prob never would have picked the book up #but anyway #im wondering now #what would be diff if i HAD been a pjo kid bc #im pretty sure THAT scene (razim...jack...emotion experiment) in scorpia rising flicked some kind of switch in 12yr old mes brain #which resulted in my absolute love for writing angst and tragedy and general pain sksksk

[artemis-fowl-angst]

CW: sad, child mistreatment, cruel punishments, robot “death”

Five or six year old artemis viewing his robots as his children and sobbing when they’re broken.

Maybe one falls off a shelf and breaks, and he just falls to the floor crying over the pieces cause they’re like his babies and he spent to long on them.

Additionally, Fowl senior (pre-reform obviously) realising this “weakness” and breaking a robot whenever artemis “disrespected” him.

Maybe Opal hacks a robot and fricks up it’s software, and artemis holds it together during the battle, but when he gets a moment alone he just starts crying cause he has to break one of his own robots for the greater good.

Do you think he’d bury the parts of recycle them?

Logically he’d probably recycle them, but it’s more touching or whatever if he buries them or something.

I think he’d probably only be sad over the “death” of a robot he’d had for a while/had some form of AI. Like not one that’s purely dependant on code or a controller, and I don’t think NANNI would “die” but ones with liver level AI. I figure there’d be a few of those around Fowl Manor.

I imagine he’d probably like to think he’d “gotten over” his “childish weakness” but that really just means he’s learned to be quieter and hold his tears in longer.

What if angeline or butler or Holly or Alex walked in on him crying over a broken robots parts and we get a comfort scene where artemis can let down his walls a little bit for once.

What if one of the twins breaks one by accident? And he’s so angry and so sad but he can’t show that he’s upset at the twins, he can’t express his emotions to them, only explain. And when he gets to his room he just collapses into a pillow.

#artemis fowl #artemis fowl ii #domovoi butler #artemis fowl angst #angst #holly short #af #artemis fowl senior #fowldom #alex rider #tw death mention #tw childhood trauma #tw cruelty #tw punishment #tw robot gore

[anastaciusarklov]

Alexmis AU where Artemis is essentially the grim reaper. Alex dies and meets him in the after life.

#alexmis #fowldom #artemis fowl #alex rider #crossover #no romance #just angst

[alma-n]

Some people aren't destined to have a happy ending.

Y'all this wip ended up looking sick so im posting it without color for now, but i am coloring it!

Will probably finish it tomorrow

EDIT: final, coloured version here

#yo af fandom it was time we had a talk #we NEED more alexmis yall #more alexmis angst specifically #alexmis #af #artemis fowl fanart #artemis fowl #fowldom #artemis fowl ii #alex rider #alex rider fanart #art #ar #ar fanart #af fanart #alexmis fanart #artemis fowl x alex rider #angst

[witherydithery]

Trans Arty idea: 

Artemis had been given another name at birth but when he came out to his parents his father suggested Artemis II, thereby explaining the handed down name and also adding another lovely layer of pressure on Artemis, as his name was given to him intentionally (not to a child they didn’t know yet but to him).

#artemis fowl #because he can always experience more angst

[me-fangirlingxxx]

Oh, all that I did to try to undo it

All of my pain and all your excuses

I was a kid but I wasn't clueless

(Someone who loves you wouldn't do this)

All of my past, I tried to erase it

But now I see, would I even change it?

Might share a face and share a last name, but...

(We are not the same)

Conan Gray; Family Line / Artemis Fowl

#coming at you with that angst #I just pictured poor little Artemis when I heard this #tell me I’m wrong #i dare u #artemis fowl #fowldom #conan gray #family line #lyrics