#to doomdad

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Oh no

It's Heather

[nicoforlifetrue]

Tbh I wanna write a fic now where hermitcraft as a semi sentient server makes dark reflections of its inhabitants to try and get them to confront their greatest secrets, and X knows what his will take the form of, so when the brother he "abandoned" appears to torment him he knows it's just a manifestation and not his actual twin, only now V is sat there fuming because X said V could join him if he ever wanted some time away from dad and the fucker BANS HIM??? Oh it's personal now, sorry dad he's not coming home for a few months

Feat, V realizing maybe the "evil xisuma" nickname people are giving him isn't because he leans into the evil twin trope, V threatening hells because he's a slayer and he doesn't consort with demons, and X revealing his dark past as V screams in the background about how "YOU DIDNT ABANDON US DUMBASS, YOU VIST EVERY CHRISTMAS"

Idk what y'all think (its taged the "stoped telling" au, becuase v is telling x to stop telling everyone im abandoned-)

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May 11 Invasive Species…ish: version 2

>.> <.< Writing Lily as a kiddo is always fun, more so with DoomDad Slayer. more so with them as mers heheheh

This version of mer au Slayer is shamelessly stollen with massive amounts of love from @horseyneigh2002 He really loves his new adopted pup, but omg he keeps forgetting the chaos pups can get into without corralling them.... those poor fishermen were not expected the day to go sideways.

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[version 2] May 11 Invasive Species…ish

The small mer pup popped up half out of nowhere, but in all honestly she was as surprised as them. Or, almost as surprised as the fishermen who all froze. The camera on the boat for insurance and their own silly antics on occasion catching the whole thing.

Pulling up one of the newest, and largest traps after a string of not having much of a catch… and finding a little mer pup inside looking confused. Yet not panicking as she sneezed water to clear, and switched to breathing air.

“Hi!” the girl said with a chirping sound, from inside the trap as if it was perfectly normal to just sit inside one. Not seeming to be stressed as the trap was hurriedly brought on board and the group of three exclaimed startled sounds. She blinked up at them, flicking her tail fin to keep from being pinched by a crab. There were scattered shells around in the trap and the pup held some crab legs in her hands.

“What are you doing in there?” a bearded, broad shouldered fisherman asked as he helped unlatched a side of the trap. “How did you get in there, baby?”

“Eatting!” the girl said innocently, the small mermaid did not resist being helped out, as if used to humans. She held up a handful of broken shells to show her prize. Looking up at the big man, eyes wide at the dark and white beard as he settled her on top of a crate. 

Checking her tail, feathery fins and arms for any scrapes, but only a few older ones were on her, “I see that, did you get into any other traps?”

The little gold and black striped girl shook her head, puzzled. “No? It’s only that one where I was left.”

“Left?” The big man glanced over at the area they had left the trap, not far from shore, a shallower area that sometimes in the lowest tides. “Is your pod fishing? Out hunting?”

“My daddy!” The girl chipped, grasping her tail fin with her free hand. “He said, I stay here, I get to hunt. And stay by the storm den- but the rangers in the land side of pod- they said THESE-”

The pup was rambling, so very excited to see new people that seemed nice she was skipping words a bit. Holding the crab legs up to show the fisherman, “Ranger said these are bad crabs for reefs and humans- but not for me! I can eat all I want! I’m GOOD at hunting crabs now!”

Rangers…

The man thought of the Mer Protection Agency that was local in the area, they had active rangers with the pods around. And thus the pups too, so this little girl was learning what… were invasive crabs and eating them?

That… was honestly smart. 

“Are your fins okay baby?” The man asked as the crabs were checked and sorted in the trap. There were a decent amount and his little mermaid pup seemed to have thin fins. “You didn’t catch them in the trap did you? Or was… how did you get inside?”

“I’m fine mister!” The girl fanned out her damp fins to show, sitting up on the crate and munching happily on what was left of the crab legs. Breaking the shells to eat, “I opened the lid.”

“Lid?” one of the others asked, hesitating a moment and then laughed. The pup and trap were not hurt, “You know, she did a really good job at not hurting the trap.”

“Traps not mine,” the girl chipped happily, then held up the last crab leg, “But this is!”

“It is!” the bearded man laughed, “Do you know when your pod is coming back, baby? You want to jump off the boat?”

The gold and black pup looked up, judging the sky, then looking around the water and at a spot. She made a face, “It's still high tide… daddy is coming back at low tide. Can… can I stay out of the water?”

“Low tied…” Another voice, the pup looking over at where the captain had leaned out the door to the warm cabin. “That’s more then a few hours, you sure you want to stay with us baby girl? We’ll be pulling up traps and setting them all day.”

The girl wiggled, exited at that as she held up her last crab leg. “Can I have the bad for human crabs?”

There was a long awkward pause, and then the pup blinked as there was laughter. She was welcome to stay for a few hours with them, and Lily, the pup, was soon helped into a spot that was warmer and sitting up. The fishermen used some extra life vests to make her a seat, and a blanket was up over the girl to help her against the wind. She seemed pretty thin compared to other bigger mers, and the heat was something Lily was enjoying. Even having a visit inside the cabin with the captain.

Lily seemed absolutely ‘starving,’ or just like human kids was a near bottomless pit. More than happy to crunch into crabs of the invasive species there were pulled out of the traps.  Putting the scraps in an offered bucket, being very neat despite the crab massacre.

The young mer was absolutely full of questions, fascinated at all the things inside the boat. Lily listened to all the explanations of equipment, asking more questions until she understood. Delighted to learn all about the semi new things. She knew a good amount about boats, happy to tell what she learned with the Rangers and Coast Guard. 

The camera did catch at least two naps, solid twenty minutes between pulling traps up. The pup dosed with a nice full belly and held the hand of one of the fishermen. Who looked like he was dying of cute, once realizing mer pups squeaked in their sleep. 

It was a few hours later the boat was back in the spot they had found the pup. A spot was found and anchored off the slowly revealed islet as the tide drew back, the engines shut off. It was afternoon, and the crew had decided to wait a little while, having their meal on the back deck.

The pup was delighted, and Lily had finally finished off her last crab and a little bait fish. Lily had been very helpful biting a few bait fish open for the traps. Now she was nice and warm under a blanket and a jacket. Sniffing the sandwich closer to her, but was not too interested in it other then a nibble on a taste of cheese. 

“What’s your dad’s name?” the bearded man asked, not minding that they might get home late. It was definitely not every day one got to sit and talk with a mer of any kind. 

“He likes John! But peoples call him a lot of things!” the pup giggled, Lily smiled as she grasped her tail fin, she was no bigger than say, a 10 year old human but for her tail. 

“Where does he hunt?” The captain asked, looking around, noticing a dark shadow in the water. Offering a slice if watermelon from his lunch with the pup. 

“In the deep-DEEP dark!” Lily chirped happily, paused and then added, “I'm not allowed to go that deep. It's really, reeeeaaally cold… and scary. There's monsters past all the big bones.” 

“It sounds scary,” the bearded man agreed, leaning back on the rail beside the back of the cabin where the girl was. 

Lily nodded, agreeing, “I don’t like going that deep, to the bones. But it’s kinda pretty in the glowing spots in the bone place!”

“What is the bone place?” one of the youngest of the fishermen asked, puzzled.

It was the captain that spoke up, not minding opening a water bottle for Lily to investigate and sip. As if this was not the first time he had a mer pup on his boat for a while or day. “It’s one of the underwater graveyards, for whales, big mers, and the deep sea monsters.”

Two snorted, but both the bearded man and the captain seemed calm. And then the girl piped up, “Daddy drags the monsters up and eats them in the bone place, so there’s a lot of big bones!”

The captain hesitated a moment and asked, “Lily, do you know what kind of mer your daddy is?”

“Big-big!” the girl promptly cheered, tossing her arms up and out, then scrambled to not drop the water bottle and get another drink. “Big… my new dad is a biiiig shark! He’s a reef guardian!”

“Huh,” one of the other fishermen tilted his head, “Hey Cap, wasn’t there up north a big levia-”

The ship shuttered and moved, everyone but the sitting pup scrambled to keep balance as something massive rose out of the water beside the boat. Just as massive hands were wrapping around the ship. Claws bigger than the men scraping over the metal, but not puncturing the hull, and the head of the great beast…

He was and was no human, too big- big enough to eat even ‘normal’ bigger mers. Jaws that parted to bare rows of triangular shark teeth and pale, cold looking maw- the air vibrating with a growl.

“Daddy!” Lily’s little voice piped up with delight. The only one on the fishing boat that was unbothered, the little mermaid pup tossing her arms up, and impossibly seemed so pleased and proud. “I got all the crabs!”

The giant, leviathan merman paused, blinked, solid black eyes shifting to show green. He stopped gaping and tilted his head, taking a second look at the boat that had his adopted little pup. The ship was lowered back into the water and he frowned. At first having thought someone else was trying to kidnap his defenceless pup, now he was able to focus and see how Lily was just giving a spot. She was very ful, but not in a cage, not anything but happy.

No restraints, no scents of stress or blood from his pup. Fresh fear from the humans, understandably, he almost ripped their ship apart.

He gave a slow, questioning rumble of sound, studying the humans. No weapons, frozen in fear of him, but no move to hold his pup hostage or… he sniffed.

Fish were there, but not a fish hunting boat? It smelled odd.

“I had fun!” Lily responded, as if understanding the deep vibrating tones. “They told me all about… crab-boats! And I got to eat all the bad for human crabs- and I helped bite some bait fish in the traps! And I got to try a watermelon and this-”

The excited pup held up her bottom of fresh water. 

The gigantic megladon arched a dark eyebrow, he huffed and rumbled another sound.

Lily gave a nervous giggle, fiddling with her finds. “I was sitting in a crab trap… it got up on the boat. That’s how I got on, daddy.”

A long sigh came from the leviathan mer as he released the boat fully and sat back. No longer looming but hunching over the ship, still massive as he sat back in the shallows for him. Water lapped around his armored hide middle, one hand lifting above the boat and crew to… he pinched at the bridge of his nose, just above the wide scar there. Visible better with some distance. 

The captain suddenly recognized the expression of complete exasperation from the giant as notably green eyes looked at his ship. At the comparatively tiny mermaid pup. Not just any exasperation, but that one type of long suffering parents the world over. Staring at their child and clearly wondering how they were alive, or where the brain cell that had been seen earlier had gone.

Leaning over, the giant leviathan mer reached for the boat again, this time not trying to scare the flinching humans. His claws were surprisingly gentle at getting the pup out of her blanket and wrapping around, supporting her little fram with fingers. Lifting her off the fishing boat, and snorted at the protesting squeaks. 

He grumble-growled a sound.

Lily pouted back, “but…but it was fun? Not strangers anymore? We’re not in the bad place, so the humans are safe?”

Pup cradled in one hand, the megalodon Slayer proved to not be immune to a facepalm with his free hand. Then lifted the pup higher to sniff her, give a grooming lick to get the smell of the boat off her. Then moved the pup to be held like the world’s tiniest kitten to use his hands and arms to pull himself back into deeper water. Lily was pouting, looking at her new friends and waved as her giant father moved them away. 

“Bye!” Lily called before being plunged underwater, leaving a more then shocked crew to watch as it seemed to take forever for the Slayer of all mers and leviathans to leave and dive back into the seawater. Caring his little adopted pup. 

He was almost back to the storm den, making up his mind to find a well hidden and secure nursery grounds for his pup.

It hit him all at once, without warning that he had been called daddy.

[lord-luminous]

IronDad stans transitioning into DoomDad stans after that reveal. Especially because Spider-Man is known to be friends with the Fantastic Four, so theres such a likely chance for Spider-Man to meet Doctor Doom through the F4. God, I'm gonna hate it...

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May 09: Homemade, Kelp Forest

I'm STILL stealing borrowing @horseyneigh2002 's mer doom idea. this time worlds biggest, best single dad is making sure his little is safe and happy. adopting a human and moving in with the poor man, so to say >> Lily is mine, warren is horsey's man, both are adopted by the giant megalodon Slayer

[08: shipwreck] [prompt list]

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A nesting mer, either the ‘smaller’ shallow water ones, or the even bigger deeper water ones, was a rare thing to find. Even rarer to be able to see the process from the start. Getting to see it start out of nowhere was even rarer. Hearing that the ‘local’ open water mer had vanished for a year and change, only to reappear out of nowhere and was no longer alone was fascinating news to hear.

Only it was not a pod that he came back with, but a little pup that was extremely young. Looking even smaller in comparison to the megalodon merman when sitting on his head. There was excitement along the coastal towns, as the giant was noticed in far shallower waters than ever before. With his new pup riding along, he was clearly inspecting the shore and each cove and harbor. Looking for a nursery the Mer Protection Agency had noted.

Any larger or public area was passed over, a few careless boats that made the mistake of getting too close had engines shredded and tossed on the beaches. Never hurting the humans, other than some being very well shaken up.

Some bets were places, more than a few as the giant merman was starting to circle around a stretch of the coast. The pup was seen a bit more, and spotted on a few private docks. Stashing behavior, she looked distinctly like a warm water mer, but always had some large piece of fish left with her, or a full crab/lobster trap. 

The MPA had a constant look out for the pup, and stayed a safe distance away, were quick to intercept anyone trying to come see her on land or by boat. Not just for the pup’s safety but also that of people. It was not hard to imagine never seeing anyone again after causing the pup distress with a megalodon merman as a father never far. 

All at once, the giant almost vanished, pup included, for a week, no sightings in that time. He had found a spot, and one day a new home owner that just moved in not long ago himself. Found his little boat in the shed had a new addition one morning.

The canvas tarps and a few blankets left in the big shed had been grabbed by little hands. Pulled into the boat and a warm little nest a young mermaid child had made. The man was startled but not offended, if anything he found himself sitting with the girl and getting caught by hugs. 

It was just a young child after all, but spending the morning peacefully with a sleepy mer pup was as exciting as it was calming. He had not known who exactly the pup was, or her father, being so new to the area. but promised she could use his shed if she wanted. 

To him it was like those stories of good luck to be on good terms with a mer pod. Right?

No one really knew what happened when the pup’s father came back that afternoon looking for his daughter. Some semi-distant neighbors were not 100% sure if a sound they heard was a scream from a human or a passing mountain lion.

With protective trees all around and a mini bay, it took another week for the MPA to find the Slayer. Mostly as a nervus new home owner called them asking for advice with finding a mer pup being consistently left at his property. He did not mind babysitting! Really, he worked from home, but the little girl was trying to steal his shared lunches now. Is it rude to refuse crab traps that look like they were stolen?

Then the man was suddenly finding that the landscape had changed outside his property from an aquatic giant that was the father of the mermaid pup. Building up a network of piled boulders and some driftwood trees from all over. Making sure it was just deep enough for himself to pass around, but the new harbor-like space had calm waters. 

The giant was turning the area around the man’s home property into just the best nursery by the time the Mer Protection Agency was allowed to visit. A small group of four, two rangers, a marin mer biologist and doctor in the same field. They had not come empty handed, bringing treats of fresh fruit for the pup, and a container with an odd color kelp piece for the father who was lounging on his newly remade beach area. 

It seemed so small of an offering, but Vega was positive it was perfect.

And it was?

Slayer had perked up and found the best spot for the kelp in his nesting area. It was enough to let Vega help the doctor check over little Lily. making sure the pup was happy and healthy, and the rangers helping Warren with what it meant to have a nesting, deep water mer around. Reasurinace of protection for him, he had not done anything wrong but also some advice to get the big mer father from digging up his land too much. 

Over the next few days, the homeowner found that the new network of safe water outside his home was changing. Rocks and things were being brought in from the giant mer. The one glowing kelp pice from Vega had almost fully been eaten by the pup, only for her father to bring in transplanted ‘normal’ kelp. Then over three days brought in more, bioluminescent kelp from somewhere unknown. Blue, green, yellow, white and red glowing colors that shimmered all night between the other kept. 

The now very sheltered space behind Warren’s house in the water became a new kelp forest. He was able to note down the whole process from finding Lily, to how the megalodon sorted everything. Even coming back with found (stollen) concrete pipes and rings. Nesting and making sure his tiny pup had all the things to play with, and deep sea kelp attached to old bones that glowed and gave extra vitamins for her growing self. 

It was about of month’s of solid work, but the giant single father was so pleased at his work. That his little pup not only had the safest little garden of a nursery, but she could practice hunting. In the new kelp forest. It was never completely dark though, as he kept adding the glowing kelp until it was growing on it’s own.

[jestroer]

SO yall remember Doomdad au and Xisumas?

Was thinking of it again so have this! :D

I headcanon Evil X as hard-of-hearing and Doomguy pretty much canonically has selective mutism so i thought on them talking in asl soooooooooo many times boys you cannot imagine how this image haunted me

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....baby wintherin

Oh no baby fell asleep on my arm and the endorphin rush of Warm Sleepy Baby has trapped me

I can never move again

RIP me

[omies-odd-writing-spot]

Doomdad Mermay...

.... IN! APRIL!

can you tell I'm on a fixation already? nu? okay don't mind me. AU again of Garnets.....but, fishy baby.

Warnings: Uuuuh its DOOM, so cannon grossness and and a child left behind and lost until scary Doom Slayer finds her.

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Doomdad mer 01: Baby

The movement caught his attention, and he caught the reflex to shoot at catching a glimpse of color. Bright color that did not match the fleshy and bloody tones he was used to seeing, even in this new world.

Then he saw it.

Small. Was the first thought he had seeing the little shivering form in the side room. Something alive in the midst of the bony bodies. 

The great Slayer had been seeing some very odd skeletons in this new world. Some were very familiar like humans from this world, dragged in Argenta bones from hell as they were a favorite of demons still. Others… he knew were akin to humans, but were also different, even when freshly bloody they were broken up making it hard for him to imagine.

And now he had a live, if smaller and clearly younger version in front of him. It made a lot more sense, and he had almost completely forgotten the name of what was just a bare fairy tail from his original world. Something from stories and old kids movies.

The Slayer stepped into the room, and the little one looked up. Seeing him, the little gold eyes widened and her color paled notably before she pulled back from a larger, almost complete skeleton of… a parent? Or close enough to one for her. She- she still looked like a little girl even with the fins and tail- scrambled back a bit into a puddle of dirty water that came out of a barrel drum. 

She hissed at him, spluttering a bit and her drying out fins flared on her back and sides. Like a kitten trying to be brave, she was trying to intimidate him in the doorway to the closed off room, shivering and shaking with fear but trying to hiss again as he stepped inside all the way.

With the tail, she was almost five feet long Slayer guessed as he slid his current shotgun onto his back. Glanced down to make sure the blade on his left arm was retracted. The closer he came, the louder the hiss attempt was, and the easier it was for him to see little ribs starting to become visible. Bones in the tail too, her color, as bright as it was compared to the dark room and what was beyond, was not all that shiny. Dull enough that it was not until he gently corralled the small, odd child into a corner and knelt, that she was supposed to have stripes. 

All at once she realized she was trapped and whined, the flaring fins clamped down against her little self and a panicked kreel-like sound came out. “No-no! Go away!”

The Slayer paused at the words, his own eyes widened, then narrowed in concentration as he reached out and down. Even though his hands had just ripped an imp limb from limb not long ago, he was exceedingly gentle as he found how to lift and pull the finned girl closer. She was so light it was almost nothing to roll her up into his arms next. Her little arms were flung up to instinctively protect her head, shivering from not just fear of him, from everything in her now broken, hell invaded world. 

Slayer stood up, almost fully holding the tiny little mermaid child with one arm. Her human-like part could not be older than…ten? She seemed younger than he was probably used to with the Argenta. He hummed a few experimental notes at the shivering child. Watching for any reaction before continuing. Trying to get his broken voice to be as gentle and reassuring, only managing low, deeper rumbles of sound. 

It took a few minutes of standing there, just holding and humming, before finally the trembling slowed. Finally, little eyes peeked up at him, staring at the helmet that reflected her own sacred self back. She was just realizing that this giant was not, in fact, eating her too, when he moved. The girl whined at getting squished up against the bloody chestplate, feeling something slimy not apart of the metal before there was a hiss above her. 

The girl flinched, closing her eyes tight and held her breath, fully expecting to be eaten again-

There was a very human like huff and sigh before the pressure eased, and the hum came again. Only it was not filtered through the metal and when the girl peaked again, she saw a human. A real human-person was under the strange metal suit. Living green eyes, if a little eerie were watching her, looking worried. 

Not another monster, a person who was making a soft sound of…worry.

The girl trembled again, and then her whine turned into a cry. Even if he was covered in more of the stinging blood of the monsters- she was too. The girl reached up, her fingers feeling over the face- making sure she was seeing a person. Her little claws were all mostly broken from being so soft and trying to scratch at the stone floor and the metal barrel where she had been hiding. “Real? You’re really real?”

The stranger human nodded, his right hand holding his helmet and supporting the end of her tail. 

“Promis?” the girl asked, scared but wanting to be hopeful.

“Mhm,” The giant of a man nodded, and leaned forward to press his head against the tiny mermaid child’s. Letting her cling to his neck and cry, recognizing the painful little sobs as something of relief as much as scared at what was around. Being so close, the Slayer could sense and feel a living soul. He carefully flexed his arms around the child, fins and fishy like aside, it was still a child that clung to him. Sobbing about her family and pod, and rangers were all stolen by monsters. 

A child that had been trapped in a room of bones, and dirty water all alone for who knows how long. 

…long enough to start going through starvation. With only the barest left of the dead around and some hellgrowth creeping in. 

Oh, absolutely not.

He turned, not about to let this strange child (but still a child) stay where she would only die or try to eat hellgrowth in desperation. She would change or go through a worse, painful death. 

“But momma-” the girl whimpered as he walked past the larger skeleton. Squeaking as the man put his helmet over her head and almost her little shoulders. 

It was a very effective distraction, she clung to the helmet before getting squished against his chest again. Her tail dangled in the air as the support left before there was a cracking sound, and then she was being held secured in two arms again. The Slayer slid a not so little tooth into one of his ammo pouches as he walked out of the room. Backtracking through the otherwise cleared building until he found a bigger pile of death ash.

Kneeling, the Slayer gently plopped the child into the still warm ash. Looking over her little frame, seeing where demon blood had rubbed off him onto her, and where she had been splattered by it before. She would have quite a few pale patchy, splotches of bleached skin and fins. But he had to get it off her- and mostly off himself. 

Scooping the ash in his hands, the Slayer started to rub it against first his own hands and forearms. Letting the girl see him getting the junk and awful off, then reached for the little one. Trying to be as gentle as he could to to rub off the demonic blood off body, tail, arms and then the far too thin and delicate seeming fin membranes. Also making sure to cover her as much as he could with the ash, to dim her colors and hide her scent. Taking his helmet back to set aside and repeated it with her head. 

Humming at the little sneezes, but also keeping her from trying to wipe off the ash from herself. Rumbling a reassuring tone before being satisfied she was ‘cleaned up.’ letting the odd little girl see him clean his helmet with the leftover ash and then over his arms and chest plate. That at least had her stopping from wiggling too much and shaking it off.

Satisfied he had her as camouflaged as possible, Slayer slid his helmet on. Tapping the Communications until there was chirp from Vega. 

“Shall I move the fortress to that world?” Vega’s voice spoke up in the comms, and then there was a notably surprised sound as the girl sneezed again. Getting picked up out of the ash. “What did you find?”

Portal. Slayer insisted as he walked outside with his new companion safely balanced on his left forearm and against his chest. A dot appeared on his HUD showing the spot it would appeared. 

Not too far, but he would have to stash the girl at least once to clear the area. But he could get the girl safely back home to the Fortress.

“Monsters…” the girl whimpered, seeing the distant demons. 

The Slayer growled, then hummed as he looked down. He tapped the girl on the… tail, and touched a finger over his lower helmet. The ‘shh’ motion that she seemed to know. 

Thankfully, the little one was very good at hiding when he did have to set her down once.

[sirens-au-asks]

Me when normal dadskall/doomdad (dadskall is a little sad but it can be good too): (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

Me when snapshot dadskall/doomdad (scenario three)(just pure sadness): (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

[askrossiel]

“I... ah... don’t think I ever needed to know whether that particular bottom is pretty or not, and I shall endeavor to forget the knowledge.”

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DOOMDAD!!!!!

he can protec

from B00_Rad on twit

[teler-of-gallifrey]

Notes for my Avengers/Justice League fic

Doomguy is there He is a Leaguer He doesn't fight, opting to work in a search and rescue position, and wears the classic bright green suit, because it looks less threatening. He also has a pouch of reusable stickers on his belt for emoting, because he deals with frightened children a lot, and it helps him seem less intimidating. He has Trans and Ace flag stickers on his suit, because he is trans and ace Most of the world does not know of his history, and if/when he approaches someone in the slayer armor as opposed to the doomguy armor, the two are not connected as the same person (it helps that as Doomguy he doesn't use guns, the doomblade stays in the pocket dimension the suit has unless it is needed, and the chainsaw is only used for clearing debris. He's also just generally seen as a nonviolent figure who appears on children shows to teach them about sign language and how to take care of bunnies.) Is a Doomdad (has adopted Samus Aran and Link) Civilian Identity Flynn Taggart

Based more on comics then movies

Inter-team relationships and dynamics -Avengers/League will work together under dire circumstances, otherwise mostly antagonistic This is mostly because of Tony's position during Civil War (the comic version with the Superhuman Registration Act, not the movie version) Also, Bruce, Clark, and Diana just generally can't stand Tony for various reasons Diana and Thor are in that space between friendly acquaintances and actually being friends Stark Industries started looking into teleportation technology. Tony received death threats from a terrifying, armored stranger and an sentient intelligence capable of locking him out of all his suits. Stark Industries is no longer looking into teleportation technology. Clark and Carol get along amicably enough. Not as well as Harley and Bruce, they don't actively seek out each others company, but if by chance one needs help and the other can spare it, they'll be there.

Justice League/X-Men The League and X-Men don't always see eye to eye, but they have a healthy sense of mutual respect. The League doesn't just ignore mutant issues as just being "the X-Mens turf" or anything, but they will secede to the X-Men, because they are obviously more knowledgeable and qualified to work in their own community. The X-Men for their part know that they have an ally in the League, and will return the help when needed. The League will also usually turn over mutant villains to the X-Men rather then government authorities, as they know the villain is more likely to get just treatment from the former rather than the latter. Doomguy also has a friendly relationship with Logan, who is one of the few outside the League he has entrusted with his civilian identity.

Justice League/Fantastic Four Generally positive

[roxanne-says-go-home]

Rating:

Mature

Archive Warning:

Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Category:

Gen

Fandom:

Doom (Video Games)

Relationships:

Doom Slayer | Doomguy & VEGA, Doomdad & kids, Doom Slayer | Doomguy & Betrayer | Valen

Characters:

VEGA (Doom)Doom Marine | Doom Slayer | Doomguy, Olivia Pierce, Samuel Hayden, Betrayer | Valen, Your OC

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How Do I Tag, What Have I Done, I wrote an entire lullaby for this, In this one Doomguy is a Good Dad, Valen misses his son, Valen was a Good Dad, Samuel Hayden is a horrible horrible person, im coming for your life Hayden, so is Doomguy, Why is there no Valen content? Like seriously where's he at, there's nothing, imma have to fix that, Now For The Serious Tags:Abuse, Child Abuse, emotionl abuse, Emotional Manipulation, scientific experimentation, Cyborg Body, Panic Attacks, PLEASE BE ADVISED SOME THINGS MAY TRIGGER YOU, trigger warning, Read at your own discretion, Read at Your Own Risk, Blood and Gore, demon killing, Demons, Death, Angst, Crying, Sobbing, we're all aboard the Pain Train to Feelsville people, it's gonna h u r t, dark themes, Comforting, Hugs, emotional vulnerability and maturity, I will add more tags if necessary, Accidental Baby Acquisition, parenting, Fatherhood, Family, Found Family, Eventual Happy Ending?, There will be fluff in the later chapters i swear, This is quite Bioshock 2 inspired, Doomguy is kinda like Delta in that regard, These first chapters are going to be quite heavy so please be prepared for that, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Men Crying, Harm to Children, Adopted Children, children crying, Mention of Valen's son, iD didnt give the poor kid a name so im gonna do it for them, The poor sod got turned into a giant demon so giving him a name is the least that he deserves, Also very Ghost in the Shell inspired, Hopefully good sibling relationship and interactions, VEGA will be a good big brother, Oh and just in case you were wondering there are NO romantic relationships here, just wholesome family, No Romance, Parent-Child Relationship, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Hey guess WHAT

I've FINALLY UPDATED ARMOURED CRADLES

YEAH

ITS ONLY TAKEN ME LIKE HALF A YEAR

[ambered-glazed-sheep]

Mkay I know we joke about EX being a gremlin and wanting to fight Doomdad all the time. But also consider: he sad, sometimes. He tries to fight DG but DG just holds him at arms length while EX kicks and screams and eventually he breaks down crying and that’s when DG just scoops him up and tucks him into bed like a good dad

anon you just punted me trough all feelings a human can possibly experience in the span of two sentences ;MFJDFsfd

[geek-gem]

So I just watched this....so, “Doomdad” wasn’t a term I thought of. XD Damn but anyway because I love the Doomguy and Isabelle meme. Here’s what seems to be the origin of this wholesome but hilarious meme. 

Amazing with the fact this shares some pictures I’ve seen before. So this spoilers in a way...this meme was developing. Don’t know if anyone else shared this. But I just wanted to share it.

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What was the meeting between Bonny's mom & Doomguy like?

Awkward at first. Not because her mom would be scared of or intimidated by Doomguy, but more because...

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Agnes (Bonny’s Mom): OOH YA DOOILY LITTLE SHET! YA THINK YA CAN JOOST ADOPT ME DAUGHTER JOOST CAUSE YA BLOODY WANT TO!?

Doomguy: Ma’am, please. I’m not trying to take your daughter away from you.

Agnes: Well it bloody seems like it, Hoe shae bloody gooes oon and oon about ye!

Doomguy: I understand, but I’ve merely taken Bonny under my wing. You’re her other. You’re irreplaceable.

Agnes: Heh. Noot acoorin’ ta her. I... I woosn’t round as mooch aas I shoold a been. After Alfie, me hoosband, went and goot gone with tha’ wind I waas holdin’ the place together by the skin oof me fingertips.

Doomguy: And that meant that you couldn’t be there for Bonny as much as you wanted to be.

Agnes: Aye. I woos almost relieved when she went and became a Pookemon Trainer.

Doomguy: Agnes, listen to me and listen well. Bonny has nothing but respect for you. You’re her hero, running a household and raising a daughter all on your own. she’s told me that she wants nothing more than to be like you.

Agnes: Ah, shoot up. Yer goona make me blush ya daft coont.

Doomguy, chuckling: I can see where Bonny gets her fire from.

Agnes: Soory fer scremin’ at ye. But, yer nowhere near tha’ angry bastard I thought ya were.

Doomguy: Ah, well, that’s only for demons. With humans I-

Bonny, entering the house: Oi! Doomdad! There’s some Imps heading towards oos from tha’

Doomguy: Demons? Demons?! DEMONS?! RIP AND TEAR! RAAAAARRRGGGHHHH! *Kool Aid Man’s through the wall*