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Fucking impersonator -@dr-samuel-hayden
I'm just a different universe's version of you, not necessarily an impersonator
-Dr Hayden
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BFDG prompt 1
[Okay I really liked this, it was a prompt from my doom discord server. it came out really well so I'm editing a bit more and posting it here! not perfect but hope you like it]
“Please, anyone, if you can hear me, if you're out there…” The woman spoke into the small microphone. She closed her eyes tight to the sounds outside of the room the woman was stuck in, the screams had only partly stopped.
At least the human screams.
“Is anyone left?” She asked, defeated but still having to try as she curled up. “The Arc base is overrun, I dont… don’t know if there’s anyone else alive.”
All her and their data was backed up off site, something should be saved. Hopefully to be found once the demons pulled back.
“Is anyone else alive?” The woman asked quietly, paused as there was a deep vibration and screaming from the demons outside the room she was in. “Please…don't come.”
She did not want to die, but did not want more to as well. It reflected in Elena’s voice as she curled up tight for a minute while hearing the slightly muffled, not really human-adjacent scream before hearing the hell altered and full demonic creatures getting excited and running around her hiding spot. She wanted to ask for help, but knew it was hopeless so a soft whimper slipped out as she tried to shut the communication systems off.
“Help me…” the wisped words slipped out as it shut off. 
There was an increase of activity on the other side of the walls. Did the demons find another survivor? Elena could only tuck herself farther under the table and curl up, trying to calm down her heart. Though knowing it was only a matter of time before something broke into the office room she was in. Everything was ringing and time fuzzed, just as the woman realized there was an eerie quiet as her breathing got under control again. There was a creaking at the main, double set of doors before a stressed sound of metal was heard. Elena could only cover her head and try to hold her breath as she could only hear the pulse of her blood. Fighting the panic as the office was broken into.
It took a long minute to realize she was not homed onto, and torn apart. A strange sound finally broke through, a low rumbling that was steady, but also…tapping. Elena looked up through her shielding her arms. There was a mass of….metal?
It took almost too long to recognize that it was someone kneeling down beside the big table. The size scale was so off that it took a few moments to realize it was a form kneeling down. A massive hand was tapping the ground in a pattern, and that low rumble was… becoming softer? As if to draw her attention to him. 
Olive, black and tan armor, almost alien like metal over massive limbs. Intricate but also solid to hold up against the groves of fangs and claw marks. Part of the armor on the closer left leg was…healing itself?
The massive form, a practical giant in comparison, started to shift. The rumble paused and Elena could hear and see a deep breath. Then the rumble started again, low and thunder deep, almost a vibration in the air as the big creature put both hands on the ground, lowering themselves down until a helmet the woman had only seen in security feeds was peering under at her.
All at once, she recognized who was staring at her. 
How could she not? She spent the last several years studying this being from a distance.
But knowing a lion was massive and seeing one up close were two very different things.
The Slayer was watching her very much like a predator. Glowing green eyes were focused on the small human- gods his thigh seemed bigger than her whole self-!
“...help?” The word slipped out of Elena before she even realized that she said something. 
The large head tilted to one side, clearly hearing the whispered words. Then shifted as the rumble almost seemed to pick up. He was moving, sliding his left arm under the table, moving it to tilt as his shoulder slid under. The blade in his forearm was retracted, but the massive hand had Elena reflexively flinching away from the Slayer, even though she knew he was more… belevent, or neutral towards humans. And then the tilt of the table had what was on top sliding off to clatter and crash. Elena yelped and jerked away from the sound-
And into the large hand suddenly behind her.
Her neck slid between his fore and middle fingers before the massive hand closed around Elena’s whole upper chest. Arms pinned, she could suddenly smell the metallic scent of blood, realizing the black was… it was demonic blood that had been…burned? Death char clung to the Slayer as he pulled her out of her tentative safely and into the open.
The table rocked and crashed back down once he pulled the woman free and sat up, still kneeling and all but dwarfing the human. His other hand came up, catching her legs that weakly tried to kick in protest and chuckled.
He chuckled at Elena.
The giant was amused at her attempts to get free? At her fear? Was the Slayer not as belevent as she thought? The woman whimpered, unable to help it as she was, for the lack of a better term, examined. She was tilted and shifted, the other massive hand holding her knees together and-
And then the impossible grip loosened? 
She was being moved, the grip on her legs released. There was a scramble from Elena as she was lifted and pressed to the Slayer's right shoulder. Once her feet were braced the giant's left hand then loosened and let her drop onto the shoulder. His head was tilted to watch her as his right arm came up, giving the human another spot to brace against.
He purred at her, once finding that Elena was holding onto his armor and collar ridge herself. Standing up with a slight hunch, grabbing the rifle-like weapon in his left hand. The big head tilted to watch as he checked the energy weapon over. 
Elena made an interesting sound, confused but clinging tight to this only source of safety as she was carried not unlike a toddler. Once realizing what was around them as the Slayer walked, she pressed her head to the thick neck beside her, hiding from the torn remains of those that did not get to the evacuation ship. 
There was a low sound that vibrated from the Slayer and through Elena. Like feeling the earth itself shifted and pulsed through her bones.
Reassurance. Protective.
The Slayer rumbled the Primordial words out, he had already cleared most all the demons and possessed. Taken and freed the trapped soles. He just had to get this human to the safety of his portal. It should open up by the mentioned backup servers. Things he needed to get anyways for Vega, and his Elite Guard should have that all secured by now 
His steps were steady and long, in a ground eating pace as he left the hell created slaughter. Then his own slaughter of the demons. All the while giving a low rumble to reassure the only survivor he found.
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biomecharnotaurus · 5 months
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First year of the war against Hell.
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dark-drawssss · 9 months
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A daily reminder that we were robbed of demonic monkeys in Doom 3.
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Actually I did want to see regular monkeys in the game (don't ask why, source: trust me bro) so you know what....
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Fuck it, let's just make a Doom 3 shitpost AU where the game's events are happening but there's also a smol, non-demonic monkey as a partner to the Doom Marine (who is very obviously a vampire, because fuck it he does look like he would be one) and his quest to stop the invasion.
I've had that doodle in my gallery for some time now, yeah.
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apathetic-graffiti · 9 months
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Workin' on an au... Cronus as Doomguy cause why the hell not?
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doomswap · 7 months
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Is our world real?
I think not~
09.15.23 - UNDERTALE 8th ANNIVERSARY
ArtificialTale!Frisk -
@jjaydazo
"Iron Will" design -
@doomswap
Thanks to UNDERTALE for being a part of the most gorgeous community
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doctorsiren · 2 years
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I love to draw the big, buff rip-and-tear slayer man being sweet and gentle 😌 dadguy ftw
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sharklordsatan · 2 years
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Art of my Doomguy (Y’shua Blazkowicz) made by @mamasparky / @mamasparky-art — thank you so much for the art!!
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asmodeus-682 · 1 month
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DOOM X TSAMS Crossover au Revamp!!
I decided to do a rewrite of sorts for this au out of sheer boredom and to fit it more with the Canon timeline of TSAMS/TLAES
It is still Lunar centric but with a few tiny alterations.
First up; Lunar's design:
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Now onto WHY he looks like this, aka THE LORE
After the astral bodies dealt with Lunar, they tossed his almost fully broken body onto Mars to discard it, well Taurus tossed it onto Mars. Lunar was still alive, just very wounded and in a lot of pain. That was until Samuel Hayden came across Lunar's body and decided to take him to the UAC headquarters to repair him. Unfortunately for them both; Samuel couldn't fix Lunar's original body so he had to make a new one for Lunar. Using parts from old cyberdemons he had tried to create years ago.
Lunar chose his knife feet himself, it took a while to relearn to walk though. He also changed his name to Luminosity after a few months of working with Samuel and The Doom Slayer because he no longer saw himself as Lunar.
Lunar still his magic as his original body was used as a base for the new body, after all the only remains of that old body was his endoskeleton and mind.
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Me and my friend came up with an au for my au-
Aware doug infects doom, and mods it to gaslight pull a prank on all the demons into believing that they work at a school, with Satan as a principal-
Everyone but the demons are in on it-
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pinklocksoflove · 6 months
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Vela hits the release on her double barrel, spent shells are ejected and new ones are slid in. With a satisfying click, the barrels are locked back into place.
"First bugs, now demons. Guess I've got my work cut out for me again." Vela looks towards the carcass of the imp she just blasted and shrugs.
"Well... nowhere to go but forward. More of them are probably around somewhere." Leveling her shotgun, aiming for the door as she approached, giving the open switch a good thunk with her fist. On the other side were a group of possessed soldiers. One barrel is fired taking out the one directly in front of her, the other is fired aimed at the next closest one. Free hand reaches for her sidearm and dumps rounds into the remaining few.
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I'll be honest. Luminosity has odd taste in partners. Like- he's got game I'll give him that. Pulled two people, but- this is his type:
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The tall one is just the two short ones fused as one.
My point still stands though, he simps for a pair of twins that represent a fucking constellation
-DoomGuy
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I.... couldn't sleep this morning so.... -flinging cute and runs away-
@raventroll80
Bonus:
It was amazing what a few minutes of calm quiet could do for the confidence of the young. As well as slight boredom.
Nothing bad had happened, or seemed to be about to happen. Heather felt brave enough to set her shielding easter bunny down in her own lap before looking around in the one she was sitting in. The girl was balanced on this big mountain’s left thigh, and her slippers could just pap-pap on his right leg. The big mountain person needed a bath, he smelled weird and like metal, or copper, and dirt.
But then again he had been tossed to the ground by a bad monster, so Heather could and did forgive him. She has not had a bath yet since her mom left looking for the boat.
Heather wondered if this mountain was tired from playing with the monsters outside, and that was why he was not moving. That was okay, he could rest in the basement bunker if he wanted! It was a nice safe place to rest and even sleep safely! Heather paused and looked over at the spot with the now broken window under the curtain. Well… it was safe? But then there did not seem to be any more of those vibrations or that warning tingle of the monsters made.
She watched one of those massive hands coming back. There was no hurt, the big hand was gentle even as he touched one of her legs. Heather could put her foot on a finger pad.
Had this mountain person, man…. mountain guard? What was the right name… other… not human but the other….other…
He was as big as a mountain, hopefully he could forgive Heather for not knowing what the right word was. She looked up, barely able to see past the board, massive chest. Then looked back at the big fingers under her legs, but she was not picked up. Heather leaned forward and tried to catch his thumb again as the big hand was starting to move away.
It was a curious, quiet moment. Heather was amazed she could pull the big hand closer. Inspecting it back as she gently touched the metal of the big glove, then one of his big claws. It did not seem like metal, being both apart of and not apart of the glove. Heather's whole hand could spread not only over the back of the claw, but over his finger pad too.
He was a mountain guard-person!
But a nice one, Heather decided. She knew just enough there were nice mountain people and not nice ones. Just like humans. She looked up again, then rested her easter bunny on the big hand, feeling a surprised humming that vibrated out of the mountain. He seemed to like her bunny and as long as it was not taken Heather was willing to share for a bit.
She shifted and then climbed up to stand in the mountain's lap. Grasping tight to the armor on his front to get a better look at the head and face. Watching him back just as intently as he had fist watched Heather in the hidey-hole. Studying the face before reaching up in the fearless, or just senseless way of the young. As far as Heather knew this mountain was safe, and she was just realizing that he did not have stripes on his face.
Her little hand touched, then patted the big chin as green eyes blinked again. Only really able to reach because she stretched, and the mountain seemed to be sitting with a big hunch. Was his back okay?
The bigger head was lowering a bit more, and his eyes seemed bigger. The mountain was slowly shifting but did not seem to mind her patting his cheek where the scarring stripes. The marks raised a bit and the skin was warm but thick it seemed. Warm air was huffed down at Heather as she was just able touched the thick stripy sca over the bridge of his nose. The mountain finally moved a little, Heather looking back as one of those massive hands were moving behind her. Half holding, half bracing but stable enough that the girl leaned into his hand to free up both of hers and feel stable.
Big mountain! Heather signed to the bigger then big person. Smiling now as she kept signing, even if he might not know. Nice mountain. I like you.
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biomecharnotaurus · 10 months
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In case you missed Death/Dovahkriid
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dark-drawssss · 10 months
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I'm no shipping artist but since pride month is ending I wanted to draw a Doom/Quake3 ship I really liked.
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apathetic-graffiti · 8 months
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When robot boyfriend
Yeah Kankri works as Samuel Hayden, why the hell not?
I'll have to give him a new name to refer to him in this AU. I dunno, they feel like separate characters with how I go about them further
Not sure how I'll expand more on thisssss ruuuuaggghh
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