#doom's corner

[doom-spook]

Here's my most recent, I went into way more detail then planned and as a result it took forever. Since it took forever, after doing the bird and flowers, I used brushes for the clouds and background plants haha. Still overall pleased with it! Next drawing in the works I think may surpass this one?! Probably not but it'll be close

[sillyfairygarden]

the moon looks over the earth

[starstuc]

the way dazai expresses genuine gentleness and childlike emotions around chuuya will always make me go insane

[marimeeko]

I wake up and I find that bkdk coded MV and also this

[sharks3ye]

im literally so exhausted AAUGGHDHFHVB this is the reason i havent been all that active

[elany]

Yk what I want? I want a very early stages post canon labrumisu, but from Chilchuck's POV.

Imagine mister 'interparty romance is the devil' visiting court just to see these three circling each other like a pack of uniquely unhinged cats. And of course he sees it immediately, he's nothing if not perceptive and he's seen this happen so, so many times before. Kabru is hardly subtle in his fascination with Laios, who trusts him in turn more than nearly anybody else. He can see how close Mithrun and Kabru still are, even when there's little reason for the former captain to even stay in Melini. He can see where this is going. And he can see the disaster it's gonna end up in.

So he's just staring at them in horror, trying to figure out what in the world the dynamic here even is and glaring daggers at Kabru all the while for seemingly being the linchpin of this entire bullshit situation. King, his adviser and a fucking foreign noble?? Who thought THAT was a good idea! Is nobody else seeing this?? (no lol) Why is nobody objecting to this politically unsound love triangle that could literally ruin the kingdom they've only just established??

The anger! The distress! The despair when he first sees Laios getting all giddy when Mithrun so much as talks to him. Because hell, now he can't even blame the entire situation on one pretty boy insisting on having fingers in every possible pie, on political and personal level both!

And then they just. Quietly get together. All three of them. And Chil's just watching from the sidelines in complete bafflement because he's invented infinite worst case scenarios for how this will implode in all of their faces and destroy their friend group and topple the entire country and--

Instead they do. This. He'd be relieved if he wasn't so goddamn mad that he's spent months worrying about this shit just for them to resolve it in the least dramatic way possible.

Fuck this, he's taking a holiday.

[gothpossums]

hostage

[infinite-archive]

I think it's very funny that the guy traversing through this purgatory of broken memories and obscure lore is fucking Doom Guy.

It's like if Heavy TF2 were in OMORI.

[firenati0n]

wip wednesday <3 :)

hello :) thank you for the tags and for your patience and kindness! will tag back under the cut <3

writing is hard right now. life is even worse. i am doing my best! if you've shown me kindness or support recently, please know i am so incredibly grateful. i am scaling back right now, which is hard because y'all know i love to be loud and hype folks up. please know i love you anyway.

here is a snip from chapter 4 of people ruin people. total posted fic word count right now is. 4k words. short and easy.

“What if you replaced golden here with something dramatic as fuck—” “Sun-drenched?” “—like honeyed—no, wait, I fucking love that. All aboard the celestial imagery train. Destination? Billboard's Hot 100—” “Your powers of manifestation are truly remarkable.” Alex laughed into his coffee cup, one of many he'd consumed over the night. His neck and shoulders were sore from hunching over notebooks with Henry, body exhausted but brain more alive than ever. They'd been at it for hours, shoulder-to-shoulder on Alex's couch, the city lights streaming through the window, concealing any rational sense of time and space as they furiously scribbled lyrics on sheets and debated metaphors. Henry was partial to water and the elements, grounding and sure; Alex gravitated towards the sun and stars, expansive and uninhibited.  The entirety of the wings of icarus album was drenched in celestial and mythological references, painting Alex as the tragic hero doomed to fly until his wings gave out from the weight of his lofty ambitions; his bitterness towards fame and fortune had never been more evident, if not a little hypocritical. He was, after all, writing with Henry in his disproportionately expensive apartment.

xoxo roop

i miss you i miss you i miss you i love you

+ open tag bc it is late + tagging some folks back who have tagged me recently or i have seen floating about :) and some who i know are reading this wip. thank you for reading, it means the world to me!!!

@stellarmeadow @cha-melodius @wordsofhoneydew @onthewaytosomewhere @kiwiana-writes

@miharaikko @sherryvalli @thesleepyskipper @saturntheday @porcelainmortal

@run-for-chamo-miles @anincompletelist @sophie1973 @orchidscript @firstprincehornyramblings

@suseagull04 @cricketnationrise @leaves-of-laurelin @tailsbeth-writes @alasse9

@sparklepocalypse @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @celeritas2997 @14carrotghoul @lilythesilly

@henfox @msmarvelouswinchester @caterpills @firstprinced @incalamity

@shesfromboston @melisnonstop @rmd-writes @welcometololaland @tintagel-or-cockleshells

[wickmitz]

— THE ELECTRIC-FEVER REMEDY.

[doom-spook]

I recently started putting effort into my art again. I'm super slow as a result but I'm finally proud of my art again. What inspired me was this piece made for an environmental content creator and the plan was to gift it to them but that didn't work out :/ Anyways, I'm a broke college student, RedBubble coming soon?

[rosielefay]

hws headcannon

I've been thinking a lot about hws Sealand. I don't usually concern myself with the micro-nations, but I think his identity as an old ww2 sea fort and ultimately nothing more makes him a really beautifully tragic character.

A boy bred and born for war, made to die but now a self-proclaimed nation. He barely has a population, he's still ruled by the laws and legislation of Arthur, there's no future or growth for him.

So he'll stay as a boy. A violent boy: he spends his days watching war films, playing shooter games; sitting and waiting, no interest beyond his original purpose. He cares not for music or literature, a bit of a barbarian with his bare feet, uncut hair, black fingernails.

Rebellious in his eternal youthfulness, he's dirty and brutal and apathetic. But not with Arthur, oh no never to Arthur. An abandoned English military fort, as much of Arthur as he is himself, he remains completely obedient. They play chess, needlework together, he pulls the weeds Arthur points out to him.

An image of domestic bliss and paternalism. Except the boy never ages, never concerns himself with much beyond shooting badgers and chasing cats. And Arthur, as neglectful as ever, doesn't mind the messy shadow living in his house - the trail of muddy footprints, the dead animals in the garden, the occasional mug left out.

The one young nation who stays with him, who doesn't resist or retaliate - and its him. its him a thousand years ago, lonely and barbaric thing he was. it must be torture for him, for his ex-colonies, to watch the boy go so neglected and stay so young.

[freyadragonlord]

I fucking knew it was gonna happen and i lied to myself for 6 episodes that maybe it wasnt gonna happen and now WELL IT HAPPENED

[batsplat]

following on from this. not to always bring marc into everything (sorry marc) but if assen 2015 had happened against jorge, valentino would have very likely pulled something similar again imo. rather than what he actually did, which is approach marc almost immediately for a nice normal friendly handshake and backing off during the podium celebrations. should be noted that during laguna seca '08, valentino was very much committed to yapping at casey on the podium with the world's biggest smuggest grin on his face

partly that disparity is because jorge not marc was the direct title rival, partly it's because valentino was treating marc with kid gloves right until the second that he wasn't, which marc was seemingly entirely oblivious to. if anyone other than marc had said what he said in that presser, had then continued on with similar rhetoric during sachsenring, valentino would quite likely have gone nuclear. he's done it over less than that. his fondness for marc made him continue to exhibit uncharacteristic restraint... except that fondness unfortunately is what left valentino feeling so very betrayed when (to his eyes) marc could not leave well enough alone

[generalsmemories]

every time i see someone shit on the xianzhou story quest on twitter i die a little bit inside.

[ryllen]

Please read this by putting it through google translate image translation feature on phone and cry with me,

or i can summarize it to you

"Why does human help the weak?" [ You just do it automatically, don't u think? ] - Kalim [ I was taught to do so. ] - Deuce [ Helping others is a beautiful thing. ] - Rook [ It's a natural for the strong to help the weak. ] - Riddle

[ It's just human's instinct of wanting to survive together, is it not? ] - Trey Jade finds it weird, because in the sea, no thought will be given to the weak. The strongest will survive. Call it an ego on land if you want, but that is how it has always been in that big pool of deep never ending water.

Jade is a mermaid type who is rather sensitive when turned into human. Walking with legs feel like walking on knives for him. To counter that problem, he always had his transforming potion mixed with a lot amount of pain killers.

One time he started to feel pain on his feet, he refused to be helped as he is fixated of being a strong creature & not wanting to be positioned as something weak. When he finally let trey helped him, he kept asking if there's any compensation he had to pay for having Trey helped him. "It is just pure kindness for underclassman", Trey said. Having it not sitting right on him, Jade told Trey his secret about his human legs' sensitivity problem as a form of payment. "That's too much information for that price." "Such critical thing! I never tell anyone that information as it would endanger my life!" "So.., are you telling me because you trust me?"

"No. I am telling you because I want (to keep receiving) that pure goodwill from you, my senior."

"That's an unnatural & greedy remark from a benevolent Octavinelle's student. Such a bad boy, Jade." Trey touched Jade's face in soft scolding manner & it made the mermaid quietly flustered with feeling he never knew he could felt before. Finding Trey's affection dear to him, at some other time later, he pretended that his feet hurts. And he lied about not bringing any pain killers with him. Trey who was wary about lying Jade, used his magic to overwrite the pain on Jade's feet, so he could walk by himself. But Jade sulked. Because, rly, he just wants to be carried by Trey again. Sensing this, Trey gave in, and carried Jade on his back, pleasing him.

Previously seeing Trey danced with Cater & Rook at other events, Jade invited Trey to go to an abandoned castle. He asked him to dance with him.

"I want to look good in front of you. But I'm not good at dancing," Trey said.

"Good." Jade replied with a smile, happy with his awkwardness. "I am not familiar with human's dance either."

They started to dance. And flirted a little. "Your eye is like olive." (Typical TREY) And when they were about to kiss, 3 overblot ghosts broke in.

"'ll take responsibility" Jade said, instantly feeling responsible as he was the one who brought them there. He managed to defeat one of the ghost. But in the middle of battle, the usual pain started to seep in to Jade's feet. For real, this time. His legs gave out.

With 2 overblot ghosts left still, Trey put himself into the middle of the fight. "I don't have enough magic to both overwrite your pain & defeat these overblot ghosts at the same time. So, run away while I try to hold them back."

Jade started to think how unacceptable it is that he is protected by someone who is supposed to be weaker than him. He should have been the one protecting Trey as mermaid is a stronger being, however he is nothing but a hindrance right now. Trey would even win the fight if it was not because of him.

So Jade found a way. He made noise to get the overblot attention's. He directed them to him so he could take them out by letting the chandelier fall over all of them together, including him. He was so ready to be crushed & took all those responsibility with him.

But, of course, Trey can't have that! Trey saved Jade at the last minute. He pushed Jade away, so the chandelier missed him. But in consequence, Trey had his legs broken as they were the ones that got crushed by the chandelier, instead -- together with the remaining overblot ghosts.

Jade who still didn't realize the situation, said "... Oh. That's too unreasonable to suddenly jump in, under the chandelier and come..." "I can't help it."

Jade slowly turned his head.

"It's too easy to want to help the person you love." "...So let me help you out." The horror of the current situation finally creeped to Jade's face.

"T-TREY-SAN! TREY-SAN!!!!!!!"

[ What do i do now?? What do i do??? ]

"Go, return by yourself even without me..."

Jade started to think of all his options. Phone? out of range. Magic? Out of the question, he just realized that his magic gem is now broken. The only mirror to come back to the school was at the foot of the mountain, while the castle they were in was at the very top of it.

[ Carry this person on your back. ] The voice in his head said...

"Carry this person on my back--?" he turned his head, and suddenly imagined the path of 'knives' he had to step on to go back. Not alone even.., but together with this person. ...The additional weight surely would pressed his feet harder to the ground, causing even more pain.

Trembling from the thought of the pain, Jade thought... "This is bad..., I only have one more painkiller...."

He took out that single pain killer in his pocket, and put into his mouth, seemingly ready and prepared to walk; at least a few steps back without pain. But no, he refused to do so. Trey is wounded. He must experience pain too right now. Lips-to-lips, he gave the wounded Trey the painkiller & let him swallow it.

"I'll help you now..." Jade said, repaying on Trey's deed & now walking back without painkiller, with his dear senior on his back.

His feet hurts. So badly that he started to bit his lips & let them bleed. The sudden thought of wild animals attacking them in this situation, made him shuddered.

Near them, he spotted a good running river.

...

[ I can just abandoned this person... and jump into the river. ...With that I can easily reach the foot of the mountain. ... With that, I can become a strong creature again, not the helpless one like what I am right now. ]

...

For a second Jade lost in thought of abandoning the weak like what the sea always taught him to do. But then, reminiscing how Trey carried him at that crucial time when he needed him to, he said to himself...

"No. That doesn't matter... "

"Because right now ..., I am helping him out of pure love."

And so, he kept enduring, until Idia who wandered at night to get his late night snack from the school's vending machine, found them who successfully came back, fainted at the hallway.

--

Time passed.

--

...

"Jade refuses to walk for awhile now." Floyd said, guiding Trey further inside to the longue. It might be because that event; so traumatic & painful, that Jade just wanted to forget entirely about walking all together. Or maybe it was out of guilt, for him being the reason that Trey had to be confined in the hospital room to recover & not being able to go anywhere. That's why, Jade isolated himself in the glass wall as a way to punish himself & share the same feeling with Trey.

"Sorry for the trouble." Trey replied, pushing his wheelchair with his hands.

"It's okay. It's Jade's own fault." Floyd replied, nonchalantly. Just like he always been. Oddly comforting, at the current situation. "Jade, sea turtle is here~~"

There he is. Jade, swimming in his mermaid form. Their eyes met. Seeing Trey sitting on a wheel chair, his eyes, glistened.

--

"So will your legs heal?" Jade was still in his mermaid form. He perched on surface of the longue's glass wall he was in, to talk to Trey.

"Yes."

"It's not just the bone fractures, right? It's also the ability to walk, right?"

"Of course."

...

Jade was relief. But he was still burdened with other feelings from the incident.

" --- IF I NEVER MET you, after graduating, I would have returned to the sea and keep being a strong creature forever....." "I am so scared and feeling so pathetic......."

...

Trey reminiscing the moment Jade carried him on his back, while enduring the tremendous pain on his feet, said, "You are...? At that time though, you looked like the strongest person in the world to me..." He patted Jade's head, consoling him.

Jade was relieved once again. " ... Trey-san ... " But it seems that this mermaid still has something in his mind...

"...When you risked your life, and let yourself be crushed under the chandelier..., was it all just because of the natural instinct inhabits in your body, OR-"

He didn't finish his question, and yet Trey answered. "It's because, I like you."

...

Jade proceeded to come out of the water, having his tail transformed to legs, once again after a long while. He approached Trey who sat there still with his immobilized legs.

"...I never thought I would ever need my legs again... He gazed Trey in the eyes. "But it is necessary...." "...There are a lot of things I want to do with you, with these legs..."

"...Many..."

And they both shared a kiss, which became the start of everything else.