#marbel floors

[theflytrap]

[bluebellsandcocklesshells]

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[star-xxx1]

Cervix kisses 18+

Stalker! Pervert! Best friend! Natasha x fem!reader.

Warnings: G!p Natasha, dub-con, Somo, masterbation, a bit of a breeding kink, dom Natasha, praise kink and degradation kink, stalking, pantie stealing, pictures (idk what to call it), groping, mommy kink.

A/n: In order of kinktober, even though I am not doing it I thought I should at least do one, right? Natasha is a lot of things here.

A faint luminescence emanated throughout the void, casting ghostly shadows on the walls and floor. soft, guttural sounds along with heavy panting filled the room. Your name gentle rolling off Natashas tounge as she moved her hand frantically up and down on her thick shaft. The sound of water running and skin slapping echoed in the room, providing a sensual backdrop to Natasha's lewd performance. She continued to watch you through the hidden camera that she had installed In your shower, capturing your evey move.

You hummed to yourself while scrubbing your body with the soapy loofah, having no idea that you were be watched. A pair of your panties were wrapped around Natashas dick as she jerked off to the site of your beautiful body, wishing it were your soft hand instead of hers. You had no clue that they were in the hands of your bestfriend. You thought you had just lost them around the house. Natasha stole them whilst you were sleeping, on one of your many sleepovers you guys enjoyed. She sniffed them before stuffing them into her bag, the smell of your prefect pussy lingering on them causing her strained cock to become even harder.

Her eyes glued to the screen, her hand squeezing her pulsating sex harder. her breathing hitching as she neared climax. she threw her head back into the soft, fluffy pillow with a moan and arched her spine, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wide. Thick ropes of cum squirting out and drenching your panties. Natasha's body shuddered under the force of her orgasm, eyes squeezed tightly shut as she rode out the intense sensation. Finally, she opened them again, focusing on your figure in the shower once more.

"See you soon, pretty girl." She whispered out, throwing your cum soaked panties to the side. She shut the laptop. Standing up to shower herself, getting ready for the sleepover that you both planned today.

Two hands roughly grabbed your waist. It was the only sensation you could feel. The white soft bedding was nothing compared to Natasha's hands on your body. She pulled you into her front as you wrapped your arm around, entangling your legs together. She kissed your rosy cheek, and you smiled. "What did you love most about today?" Your voice came out smooth as slik.

They was so much to pick out of. The time when you needed help getting your bra off, and you exposed your back to Natasha asking her to unclip it. She pulled you down onto her lap abruptly. She wasn't embarrassed that she knew you could feel her hard on, biting her lip to stifle a moan at the pressure, as she aided you. Or when you bent over numerous times to get stuff out of the counters. Or when you need her help to reach something, she grabbed your hips and lifted you, pining you against the marbel counter with her crotch, whilst her hands roamed up dangerous, close to your plush boobs. Or...

There was just so much that Natasha got to go with you today, being able to touch you in places where you wouldn't allow anyone else to. You and Natasha had a very flirty friendship and were so comfortable with each other. You would pee with the door open, get dressed in front of her, share all your secrets, and she would do all the same back to you. Only if you knew that it only fueled her sexual desire to break you into her toy, dominate you, be your only source of comfort. And even in the friendish zone, she controlled you. It was like you were both obsessed with each other, telling each other every detail. The number of times that you had been mistaken as her girlfriend were astronomical because of how lovey you guys were for 'just friends', but you couldn't lie. You definitely had caught feeling for the redhead, maybe even more...

"I don't have a favourite. I love doing everything with you." She whispered into the cold night air. "Aw, that's sweet and kinda cheesy." You joked out. She chuckled and held you closer. "Good night, sweetheart."

"Good night, Natty." You nuzzled your head into Natashas chest. Her clothed breasts develop your face whole.

Natasha adored your light snores. She found them adorable. Her hand coming down to caress the smooth swell of your ass, which stuck out of your flimsy sleep shorts. 'I bet you're so nice and tight,' she thought to herself, squeezing the soft flesh. She couldn't help but fanitise about you. Your curves and your shape were perfect in Nat's eyes.

"Natasha." The name came tumbling from your mouth In a moan like manner. She stared at you, wondering if you had woken up and felt her rough hands on your ass. But no, you were still fast asleep. "Dreaming about me, princess?" She whispered into your ear, carefully biting it.

She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and got up for the bed, making sure not to wake you up. Natasha carefully turned you on okay the back, lifting up your shirt. Your pretty pink nipples are standing tall and proud. "So precious." She cooed. She lovingly kissed your breasts valley.

Natasha started taking pictures of your bare breasts, and you cute buds. Your ass too. She couldn't wait to add this to her collection of your body. She had them on her phone to view at any time, pictures on her wall that she took down when you came over, and in scrapbooks. She just loved you very much.

After taking around 30 pictures, she stopped, getting back into the comfy bed and wrapping her arms around you. She stared at your boobs. Her hard on getting painful. "You look so peaceful when sleeping, princess." Her hands ducking into her boxers, pulling out her thick cock.

"Natasha." Came the name out your plump lips again, your unconscious form shifting a bit. "I know, baby, it will all be okay." She fake pouted. Natasha moved your legs apart, settling in between them. Rubbing your clothed pussy.

"I've been waiting so long for you, baby." Natasha dragged the cotton materiel down your legs. Looking down at your panties, she saw the thick layer of slick. your pussy glistening in the moonlight. "A wet dream, huh?" She teased. She came to hover above you, each hand planted firmly beside your head. She stared at your soft face, kissing your forehead. "This is going to be so good doll."

She smirks as she positions her cock at your dripping entrance. With a gentle push, she slides into your wet pussy, filling you up. She groaned and bit her lip to contain herself. Slowly and gently, she begins to thrust into you, her hands running up and down your sides soothingly as she takes you slowly. her breath warm against your neck as she continues her slow, sensual rhythm. The tip of her cock rubs against your sensitive inner walls, causing tiny jolts of pleasure to run through you. You suddenly jolted awake with a loud moan. Natasha's eyes flashed as she saw you wake up, She leaned down, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered.

"Baby, you're tight." her meaty shaft sending sharp waves of pleasure shooting through your body. "Fuck yes baby, mommy's cock is deep inside you. You feel so good wrapped around me."

You couldn't stop the moans that spilt out of you as the redhead used you for her pleasure. You tried to wiggle away, but her strong hands firmly held you in place. "Natty!" You gasped out as she slapped your thigh. "You can't fucking run slut" her hand came to cover your mouth, preventing your cries. Salty Tears rolled down your face, not from fear, no pleasure. "You promise to be good?" Her hips came to a halt, you let out a loud muffled whine, as you nodded profusely. Natasha laughed at your pathetic little self. her breath warm against your skin. She let go of your face, her fingers moving to play with your nipples gently as she begins building up the intensity as she goes. Your arms go to wrap around her back, holding her close.

Feeling your arms wrap around her, Natasha leans into the embrace, her body flush against yours. Her thrusts become deeper and harder now, pushing herself fully inside you with each stroke. "That's it, baby. Take mommy's big cock." You moans mixed together like a lustful harmony. "Fuck, you feel so good," Natasha groans out, her hips pushing into yours with more force as she hits deep inside you once again. "Mommy loves you, baby girl." She peppered your forehead with kisses as your mind slowly started to drift off into a land full of pleasure.

"I love you too." You whimper out.

"My little cumdump," She smirks, a calculating bossiness lacing her tone. Her hips begin to grind against yours once more, taking control of their shared rhythm. "You're so fucking sexy when you take my cock like this. You want me to fill this pretty pussy with my babies?" Her cock tip perfectly kissing your cervix sending pleasure through out your body as you clawed at her back. "Mommy!" You cried out, her cock nuzzled perfectly into you. Natasha's nails dig into your hips as she leans down, capturing your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue dives into your mouth, exploring and claiming territory as she continues to pound into you. "Letting you best friend fuck you like this? Such a desperate whore." She said looking down at your, with was twisted in pleasure. "Y-your whore." You stutter out. Becoming nothing more but a mindless bitch for the addicting redhead. Natasha chuckles softly as she feels you start to twitch and squirm beneath her, her thrusts becoming more erratic and intense as she nears the edge herself. "That's it, baby. Let mommy watch your pretty face as you cum."

She groans out, her hips bucking wildly as she feels your cum surrounding her cock. Then, with one powerful thrust, she releases herself into you, filling you up with her hot seed as you scream in pleasure. She pants heavily, her body shuddering from the intense orgasm. Her eyes meet yours, filled with satisfaction and love. Natasha smiles softly as she feels your body shaking from the aftershocks of your orgasm. Her hips continue to grind against yours, her cock still buried deep inside you as she rides out her own pleasure. She pulls out of you, leaving your trembling body, your abused cunt sticky with combined fluids. "That was quite the show, baby girl."

"Natasha." You whined out feeling vulnerable after being fucked so harshly by her.

"Shhh." She soothed you.

You felt your pussy gaping, her cum dripping out of you. You whined as you felt your sensitive body begin pulled and up manhandled. She sat you in her lap, your eyes heavily. But before you fell into sweet sleep, you heard your best friends voice. "Can I get a kiss, baby?" You nodded, eyesight hazy. You captured her lips in a sweet, lovingly kiss before falling deep alseep, fucked out. She chuckled and kissed your forehead before lifting up your limp body and taking you to the bathroom. She was going to give you the best aftercare since you were now her perfect princess. Well, you always were.

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[avocadoart]

NO BC WHY DO THE BALLA TAKE SO LONG 5O PUR BQCK ON

can someone help me with my time management

getting out of bed: 30min

eating breakfast: 0min

existential dread: 45min

shower: 20min

putting the ball back on my eyebrow piercing: 2hr, 400ml tears, 10ml blood, 1-2 broken bones, 65mg nicotine

please help im goingnto kill myself

[murasaki-cha]

I am near the end of Wisteria, approximately 8% until I'm done and I am losing my marbels!!

I am horrified, I am excited, I'm devastated, I'm so euphoric, I am pulling my hair and screaming at the floor!

[notsofunsenpai]

Tw: Violence and tons of swearing

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Ah, hell, nah.

Hell the fuck nah.

You could have ignored this person,just mind your business because they're ass ain't worth the time,but your short tempered self got in the way. The person just kept talking the madest shit they ever sprouted,it was getting on your nerves. Sure, you ain't much of a fighter, but if they ass asking for it, then you got no choice. You are on them fast,you punched them in the stomach while wresting one another,feeling like your arms were like noodles,since you don't work out but these hands were ready for E for everyone. This person was about to spear your ass like some WWE type shit and nah,that wasn't gonna happen today.

Sure the fuck not,not today.

You dodge,feeling one of your legs give up,falling to the ground.

"Fuck." You cursed as you see the person running to you,kicking you in the stomach,spitting up some saliva. You got up,your ass better have gotten up, or you gonna have broke some ribs. Your hair was messy along with already ruffled up clothes you wore. You went for the person legs,tripping the person quickly before they came at you with another spear. You watch the person go down as you now use every ounce of your body, including elbows,legs,hands,and anything really to beat their ass. Your breath was heavy,trying to catch it as sweat falls down your face while the sun heat beats down on you. You stared at the person,staring at them to make sure your ass didn't kill them. Once you saw them breathing,your ass got your purse/bag/backpack and dipped. You got the fuck out there,not wanting to deal with the popo,not today because you knew you weren't gonna get out of there alive. You ran and ran home,it didn't matter if your body hurts or if you thought you were gonna die from the heat,you ran. You opened the door and closing it,throwing your bag down loudly as you gasped loudly. Taking deep breaths as your body collapse onto the cold marbel floors.

"Y/N? Is that yo- Holy shit?! What happened to you??" He asked in shocked running to you,gently putting his hands around your body.

"I got in a fight." You breathed out,"I didn't start it if tha-"

"Did you win tho?" He asked giving you a serious looked.

"I knocked them unconscious on 'accident'" You answered.

"Ayyy,that's my girl/boy !!" He grins at you,"Come on, killer,let's get you patched up." He laughs,very proud of you,helping you to your feet and leading you to the bathroom.

[the-rejected-princess]

Black Cat x Flash | CLOSED | x

@thewxnderer

✧ ˚ · . SILENTLY THE THIEF SLIPPED INTO THE EMPTY BUILDING the area of the room she slipped into had glass around it. This glass closed it off from the rest of the room. In front of the silver haired thief was a painting of a woman, under it a beautiful necklace. The silver haired woman grinned slowly moving closer to the painting and necklace. Her leather suit half unzipped made a 'squeak' sound from the leather rubbing against leather, while her boots clicked quietly against the marbel floor. "Come to momma --" The thief licked the corner of her lips the grin on her lips spreading.

[thepoeticbubble]

you know when the floor is of marbel and the marbel is punched under fluids, nothing ever sits well on it, the world slips away, the bones are crushed into the mashed flesh of hope.

I'm that marbled floor, these eyes are all tears, your memory is slipping away, my life is being crushed in hopes of your comeback.

-tabish.j

[crescentcitymultimuse]

Sam had already received his first seeing rune, the black fresh ink standing out across his outer bicep, the rest of his olive skin untouched. He felt d i f f e r e n t. He'd nearly passed out from the burning pain as the silent brothers carved without hesitation. He hadn't seen Ruby since arriving at the institute. Clary had kept him busy with the books and the training.. he would do anything to get stronger, it was helpful, sure, but the demon blood was just as important.. if not more important in getting his brother back. "I'm gonna head out," he wiped sweat from his brow, clary stood there out of breath, red hair damp and messy, freckles dusting her cheeks and nose. "We've been at it for hours… I just, I need to go grab a bite to eat," he pushed his hair back trying his best to keep his voice steady. "Yeah.. sure, I'm pretty beat myself," and without any more explanation they'd broken away from eachother. He walked thru the institutes high walled halls, marvelous, light marbel floors that reflected the light of the blue torches all along either side of the path. He almost felt he'd found a place to finally belong. A reason. A bigger picture… he only wished Dean would have been there to see it. He could only imagine the look on his face if he'd been told the story of the angel raziel. Of their family secret. The grandfather clock at the enterance read about 730 sharp, he was going to be late. In a flash he was out the door and into the muggy noon air, the sun was still kissing the clouds good night, and the street, as usual packed with people. He rushed his way through, bumping into whomever he must to speed his way to the lower ninth ward, she'd said beside burkleys liquor, in the abandoned store with the boarded up windows.

Only when Sam managed to sneak through the back, he knocked his head on the window sill before pulling himself in only to not ruby, but a boy.. not too much younger than himself standing only three feet away.

[doom-nerdo-666]

What if Doom had a Heaven before Eternal?

For a series about Hell, Doom never really had a "Heaven".

Doom Eternal finally gave Doom a Heaven but it's a rather unexpected take on it: Urdak, a very alien dimension with a sci-fi aesthetic, whose "angels" are creatures called Maykrs, most of which wearing layers of metal to hide their alien appearences.

The idea being that Heaven is not what people think and Urdak even inspired many religions. In a way, i see this being comparable to the 90's Doom novels deciding that "demons are aliens all along" except Maykrs are still divine.

This direction of the story and art direction may differ from previous games, only making me think "what if Heaven existed in other Doom games?".

You could bring up the Holy Water Pistol in D2RPG, some level names and what they reference, the occasional crosses in the series or even Quake having inclusions of Jesus portrayals and Wolfenstein's Spear of Destiny.

Or even a wad like Eviternity but i also had some ideas on Heaven portrayals for Doom:

Whenever i think of Heaven in Doom, i think of something that parallels Hell. 

Like how Hell was made/worked and how it could apply to Heaven to make it fit Doom (While adding some more unique stuff).

Because between Doom Eternal's Urdak and wads like Eviternity, i like to imagine something more that tries to come off as a "What If The Old id Software Put Heaven In Doom?", even if i do it wrong. 

Hell in itself technically looked like Hell and had some elements and references you'd associate with Hell but at the same time, some elements from horror, science fiction, fantasy and a lot more "outside" material.

It's like a combo of ideas that makes the setting unique and abstract, while allowing for some mapping potential even.

The ISSUE though is considering Sandy Petersen: A mormon that didn't mind Doom because the demons are cartoons that you kill.

But during Quake's development, i heard he objected to a Jesus texture being used on the floor.

Classic Doom

Know the Evil Eye candles in OG Hell? They could be similar but with the symbols resembling yellow crosses instead.

Some Angelic/Heaven symbols for teleporters like the ones you'd find in Hell.

Maybe some tall pillars and some architecture inspired by greek/roman architecture like arcs or some medieval/middle age elements.

Diamond switches or switches with golden chains/buttons, as a response to eye/skull switches.

Floating bells or some floating things holding bells to parallel the floating rocks with skulls.

Stuff with trees and flowers to replace the flesh and meat of Hell.

Stained glass windows and paintings, to replace the nailed skin walls like the one based off Adrian Carmack/Kevin Cloud's knee wound texture.

Stone/marbel/iron face portraits could be angels, Jesus, God, some other tradional religious characters or even a "classic" Kahn Maykr.

Textures resembling clouds, some of which being "transparent" so they're like the iron bars and gates, so they have gaps/"holes" in them, while also being placed as moving textures (Like horizontal moving textures).

Golden gates and doors.

Some props could have halos/rings above them (That Urdak temple even has a giant ring above it).

Something rainbow related? Like a path/corridor floor or a bridge.

Some Maykr/Urdak elements like white/red tubes/tech, black rock, red trees and cross holograms (Hell always had tech so i can see Heaven having some as well, even if it's not the main focus) along with stuff based off D2016 MP map Empyrian and those Urdak assets in Nekravol.

Their own FIREBLU, like uh... GOLDCYAN? (Was cyan a color in the original game's palette?).

Snow and ice, to contrast Hell's focus on lava and fire.

To contrast that skull computer switch from Doom 2: A golden tree with computer screens attached.

Some Hell level geometry being represented like the upside down cross hole from E2M1 but it's a proper cross or a reverse intro of E3M1 where you're rising down from above instead of rising up from a hole (Heaven = sky and Hell = beneath the Earth).

They could have wood and bookshelves.

A ceiling hanging candelabra.

Chess floor tiles.

For colors: Blue is more common and red is less common.

Fountains and wells?

Purple neon lights because of tech in Heaven.

Giant halos above stuff that are technically ceiling sectors.

Maybe flags and banners like Doom 2's?

References to stuff like "Hallelujah" as a word in a level name.

Some of the music could be some songs in major key or some "happy" sounding versions of certain songs.

Maybe take some bits from Mick Gordon's music and put them in more "Bobby Prince" like music.

Some levels being easy to contrast Hell being hard or is that kinda dumb?

Power ups could be crystals or something?

For barrels, maybe some wooden barrels or even giant glass bottles/flasks with Holy Water in them, that also have golden rings around, some cross on top/on the cork and some tiny gold legs as support (One for explosive and the other to replace the burning barrel prop).

I know keys get to be "cross keys" with red/blue/yellow variants.

What about an Intermission Screen Map? (This mean applying the concept to both Doom ONE and TWO, sort of like: Shores of Heaven, Paradiso, Heaven on Earth and beyond/more, probably).

Instead of damaging floors, imagine healing floors, like how Quake even had an area with healing water.

Maybe an inverse to Hell's stretched/fused faces wall texture, like "resting/peaceful" souls even if it's uncanny.

For enemies/characters:

Angels could be traditional angels but less humanoid like with blue skin or some not-so-human aspect to them and they could be the Imps.

Maybe centaurs and lions?

Knights like the Night Sentinel ones that serve under Heaven?

"Blessed" Soldiers/Humans.

Eagles?

For Cacodemons, have like giant thick rings with multiple eyes (Ophanims).

Lost Souls could be Cherubs (Maybe even make a reference to the D3 ones).

A Jesus Mech: Basically mech robots that look like Jesus' head in a Transformer/Gundam like body because uh...

A "classic/non-Urdak" Kahn Maykr: A female angel statue with a brain shaped like a pope hat/papal tiara and golden feathers (Call her "Angel Mastermind").

Not sure where i'd put the Maykr Drones (I imagine them like statues of angels with pope hats and with chainguns attached to their chests).

Some enemy type could use a crossbow as a weapon (Either angels or knights).

Some hooded figure with light coming out, that covers their face.

Something horse related or even unicorns.

Some or one type of enemy could have wooden wheels like a wagon.

This probably would require a lot more than just replacing Hell assets like replacing some from UAC/Earth as well, if it were a megawad done just to explore a Doom Heaven.

I feel like Heaven wouldn't be that morally good, but they could have some "goody goody" image to contrast Hell being blatantly evil.

Or it could be good but imagine if the "Angel Mastermind" locked God in some place and allowed demons to attack Heaven and corrupt angels into enemies, as she's tricked by Hell into thinking he could finally rule Heaven.

And when she's defetead, someone like the Icon of Sin speaks to her and says she was being used before she's teleported to Hell and tortured for eternity.

As for Doom 64

If Hell was mostly gothic and atmospheric, i guess Heaven can be more "classical" or Romanesque for its architecture and their versions of Gargoyles statues could be angel statues?

Also a Angelic version of the Unmaker but unlike the Unmaykr from Eternal, it's more "Christian" and called what, the "maker"?

As for Doom 3

Heaven would have beautiful temples and buildings corrupted/invaded by Hell and the horror would increase because of the idea that everything is DOOMED when not even Heaven can make it, since even Martians had trouble with Hell.

Cherubs would turn out to be Heavenly angels turned into what they are in Doom 3.

Maybe a cutscene of a poor angel guy getting crushed by a Hellknight.

Doom 3's Hell and demons were said to look a bit "alien", so i wonder how could that apply to Heaven.

RPG Series

(Yes, i lazily screencapped a sprite rip from Spriters Resource)

If the Holy Water Pistol means anything, we could get a somewhat goofy take on Heaven.

Maybe even with unicorns and fairies (Too far?) but still with some sci-fi stuff applied to them.

What about GOD?

Ignoring 2 certain characters from Eternal, i had some ideas about a Doom version of God.

I imagine it'd be based off Romero for obvious reasons. So i imagine the "head on a stick" sprite but with some fancy/golden pole/pillar with some fancy plate/platform on top, holding the head of God.

And the disembodied head resembles Romero's face but with white/grey hair and beard.

And maybe there's a comfy pillow beneath the head.

Maybe the head is inside of a glass sphere or a crystal.

Another idea would be a giant wall texture of an angelic counterpart of the Icon of Sin, like the face of an old wise man in some giant computer screen. 

Or god being made of stone.

Or him with blue skin or even have something to do with the sun or clouds.

Or a giant robot head with robot tentacles and a beard.

(Maybe he has multiple forms, i dunno)

More on Urdak

Heaven in Doom has a lot of potential that i fear if Urdak is the only time it happens.

Nothing wrong with Urdak and this post is just me imagining fanfiction tier ideas that might be out-of-reach and absurd.

Because Doom was never that into religious references or portrayals like other media.

But it's also because of all the stuff i said about Doom's versatility and potential being from treating it like an "empty canvas" and how most people's interpretation includes cherrypicking specific elements from a mixture of things that made Doom.

But speaking of Urdak related ideas (Because it probably could've been more explored)

This is copypasted from that "meytr" Rentry post and slightly edited:

Blessed Soldier (Fodder): Based off the Slayer Maykr skin; Could use a rail-gun and bouncy grenades; Despite the limited arsenal, they have a grapple hook that lets them “steal” a weapon from the player’s arsenal and use it.

Cherubs (Fooder): Those baby things from Doom 3; They shoot weak slime projectiles that can blind the player’s view; Killing them causes them to explode in a damaging slime pool.

Black Squid thing (Fodder/Ambient): Those things from TAG1 that act as temporary platforms; They use their tentacles to absorb the player’s health and try to chase the player: A way to defeat them is by jumping on top of them and crush them; For some reason, i feel like using them to do a reference to the Chaos Eaters from Dark Souls.

Ophanim (Fodder): Shaped like a thick metallic ring with eyes; Acts like a Lost Soul equivalent from Urdak; Tries to slice the player with its circular saw-like shape; They have a chance to charge and can miss Doomguy, causing them to bounce off walls like boomerangs or low gravity tennis balls.

Maykr Angel/Principality (Heavy): Those guys from the cutscenes (Like the one that says “Welcome home, great Slayer”); They borrow abilities from TAG1 Samur like the 3 projectiles, teleportation and summoning electric eyes.

Maykr Archangel (Ambient): That giant “living” cross shaped thing from Urdak; They shoot projectiles through 4 directions; Also buff Maykrs like their version of a Buff Totem; Their weakness is a yellow hologram-like symbol that acts as a weak spot.

Maykr Guard/Virtue (Super Heavy): Remember that one concept art Maykr with multiple eyes, a staff and a text-on-a-loincloth thing? These guys can summon tornados (Heretic Iron Lich) and shoot homing projectiles; They also do a Devil May Cry Vergil-like attack where they summon energy staffs around them; Another attack consists of shooting giant ring shaped projectiles, that strafe left and right (Like a zig zag pattern) as they travel, but if you’re lucky, you can go through said rings like hoops.

Maykr Mech/Dominion (Super Heavy): Remember that one concept art Maykr that looked like a mech with a giant mechanical arm? These guys can summon a “rain” of rockets like DHunter and Tyrant; They can also build up a powerful laser that leaves a burning trail of energy; They also shoot small homing fire columns that make the player jump.

Reinterpretated Khan Maykr (Boss) with new attacks: She can shoot “black hole” projectiles; She could have an unique ability of creating energy platforms underneath the player, that appear and move upwards to make the player hit a ceiling hazard or be crushed in general, though the player can simply run away from these platforms (Think of this as a twist to Exultia's falling platforms and Arch-vile fire pillar jumps).

If these enemy attack ideas are absurd, that's another reason to add more Maykr enemies: So you can split some attack idea concepts instead of making some enemies feel bloated.

Also, completely unrelated to Doom but here's 2 designs from the Shin Megami Tensei series:

(Cherub, Devil Summoner and Ophanim, SMT II)

Now imagine Doomguy fighting these 2, in a crossover starring the Strange Journey protagonist.

[hlcynsouls]

&  CAMILLA  /  TASK 001  →  living situation :  apartment in new york city .

THOUGH SHE  still has her rooms in her brother’s mansion  ( and occupies them frequently ) ,  camilla isn’t keen on getting stuck in the fae realm again ,  and prefers to entertain a small apartment in the city instead .  it’s the second floor of a  town house ,  with large windows and an open floor plan that divides space with archways rather than doors .  compared to her opulent residence in florence ,  the apartment is tasteful ,  but sparse  —  it’s obvious that she didn’t take much with her on her return to new york .  the entryway opens into the large  living room ,  which is mostly wood-paneled floor ,  though  zaira  has made sure there are comfortable chairs around a coffee table ,  plants and a few small paintings for decoration , and a side table camilla is  supposed  to work on but uses as a vanity instead .  the demon’s only addition to her friend’s decorating skills were her  sewing supplies  strewn around the room ,  consisting of several dress forms ,  a chest full of fabrics ,  and an ancient singer sewing machine ,  table and all .  ( she’s acquired the habit of working from pillows on the floor ,  back pain be damned . )  one of the windows towards the back of the house opens onto a  balcony  shaded by a tree .  an archway leads to the  kitchen ,  stocked with the essentials for cooking she does not do and a liquor cabinet ,  but not much else .  camilla’s  bedroom  is separated by a set of paneled double doors and similarly minimalistic  —  her wardrobe is neatly sorted on open clothes stands and her bed  ( though now in an intricately wrought ,  low brass frame rather than simply a mattress on the floor ,  on  cosimo’s  insistence )  stands directly underneath a window to catch a few glimpses of the sky as the weather allows .  the only  bathroom  goes off from there ,  and holds a claw-footed tub and a large paneled mirror above the marbel sink .  like the rest of the apartment ,  it’s held in tones of black and white ,  rose and gold ,  and emphasizes the large open spaces  —  they let her  breathe .

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Minerva comes in from the rain, leaving puddles everywhere.

Her squad of guards follow, leaving muddy foot prints.

Servitors follow them, cleaning the marbel floor and carpets.

[catsloveandrockandroll]

The witch and the Priest

Hello Everxone this here is my first attemot at a story that I thought about. <what do you think sofar?

Thanks

The Universe is a funny wild thing. She will put you in the most insane situations and just hope for the best. She will lift you up and if you get too cocky she will throw you down so fast that you will not even know what is going on.

I on the other hand had no intention of getting myself into the absolute chaos . The universe had other plans.

I will start with the beginning. I think this way whoever is reading this will understand the shit show a little better.

6 months ago deep in the dark woods in odenwald, Germany.

The spring had come. The morning sun warmed the dew filled grass. Birds singing filled the air as the people in the small town began to start their day. Life was waking up from its long winter slumber.

In one of the small houses, a typical old German Fachwerkhaus home. The house was lovely, the walls were white and the open wooden beams glared in their ruby red pride.  The beams followed each of the floors in the house, they were also diagonal. They created w beautiful criss cross pattern upon the white paint. The house slouched slightly to the left and the wooden framed windows were closed.

Small square stones led the way from the street to the front door.  Inside the cozy home were wooden floors and an open high ceiling.

The home was being cared for by a couple name Emma and Jens Schwarz. A young couple, Emma is 32 and Jens is 35 years old.  They both worked and had no children. Emma a slender dark haired woman with large green eyes and olive skin worked as a legal assistant in a nearby town. Jens worked as a plumber for the city.

Like usual Emma and Jens had their coffee together in their kitchen. Compared to the other rooms the kitchen was small but it was more than enough for the pair.

There were fresh fruit on the marbel counter. Jens noticed that Emma looked tired there were dark rings around her eyes.

Jens said “How did you sleep last night?” Emma looked at him in a dissatisfied stare. “I am fine. I know I look terrible, but I swear I slept through the night. I do not know why I look like shit.”

Jens looked at Emma, his blue eyes looked concerned. He noticed she had not been sleeping well the last few nights. Maybe there was something going on at work.  He did not know. What he did know is that Emma was always beautiful no matter what. He loved her more than anything. He just did not know how to tell her. He told her that he loved her but it did not do it any justice.

“ You look wonderful, as always. I am just worried at you are over stressed and you are not getting enough sleep. What can I do to help you?” Jens said as he sipped from his coffee. He liked his coffee with a little bit of milk and a spoonful of sugar.

Emma lifted her head and gazed at Jens. She couldn’t help but smile. He was always there for her. She knew he loved her and that he always wanted to help.

Emma took her coffee from her right hand to her left and with her right hand she caressed Jen´s cheek.

“Maybe we could take a bath, order a pizza and watch some movies together. How does that sound?” Emma asked.

“Perfect. Can you read my mind?” Jens asked jokingly.

The clock went off. It was 7:00 am. They both looked at the clock and finished their coffee, It was time for the both of them to go to work.

Emma and Jens got into their cars and drove away from their cozy home. Both looking forward to the evening.

50 kilometers away stood a man in black in front of a lake. His hair was blond but greying. He was 43 years and the local priest. He had went for a walk to clear his mind. He loved the like especially early in the morning. The sun was beaming through the trees and there was a light mist coming from the ground. No one was around except for the few animals that ran through the grass enjoying their lives.

These spring mornings were the priest´s favorite time. He could walk around and be closer to nature and in his opinion closer to God. He though about his town, the people who resided in it and the world around them.

He enjoyed the peace and quiet that these small towns provided. He lived in this small town for about ten years now and he knew almost everyone. Of course most of the people did not go to church but he knew most of the people through the small festivities that were held in the town.

He grew to like the people here, sure there was always the gossip, an affair or two but that was it. Most of these people were normal. Well normal in the sense they went to work, spent time with there friends and family and lived their lives.

He looked at his watch. It was almost 7:00 in the morning. He decided it was time to end his walk and head back to town. He wanted to prepare for the day. A wedding was on the list for the day around 2:00pm. He loved weddings, people where always happy to be there. It was a happy celebration something he looked forward to.

It was the evening. Emma and Jens just finished their bath and ordered their pizza.

They were both on the couch. Jens was looking for their first film and Emma was looking at her phone.

The door-bell rang, the pizza was finally there. Emma stood up in her  dark red dress that she wore when she was home, walked to her purse took out money and headed toward the door. A few moments later she arrived with the delisous smelling pizza. The smell of cheese, sauce and delisouness filled the air.

Jens sat up, he had just found an old horror movie for them to watch. The only things that were missing were pizza in his stomach, his cat and Emma at his side.

Just as the though of his cat crossed his mind the little fluff ball jumped out from under the couch. He too awaited for everyone to be gathered at the couch. The cat was from Jens. He adopted his little furry friend about five years ago. He always liked animals. But with his little fuzzy baby it was love at first sight, just like with Emma. The cat was a black tabby. Anyone could see that this cat was well loved. The fur was fluffy and shiny. The reason for the fluffiness was not only due to the elegant black fur but also due to the roundness of his body. This was a well-fed happy cat. His name is Sam.  He was named after a fictional character who Jens loved. A character that was kind, loving, hard working and without him the world would have ended. Yes a volcano was involved in this characters story.

Sam placed himself between Emma and Jens. The purfict place. He would be pet from both sides. Sam is very strategic when it comes to getting pet. He has and always will find the best spot where he knows no one can resist his cuteness.

Jens looked at Emma and at Sam. This was all that he ever wanted. At this moment he knew that he was going to ask Emma to marry him. The question was when and how.

The evening went into night and the pair went to bed.

It was 3:00 am. Jens woke up from the snaring and hissing coming from the bed. It was Sam. Jens popped up with full gusto. Something was very wrong. Sam has never hissed before, at least Jens has never heard him do that. He turned next to him and Emma was gone.

Her side of the bed was cold. That means she had not been in bed for a while. He jumped up, carefully as to not get to close to Sam who still was very agitated. He walked to the light switch and turned on the light. He made his way towards the living room. Maybe Emma went to lay on the couch. She did that when she couldn’t sleep. She would watch TV and fall asleep on the couch.

As he approached  the living room the room was dark and the couch empty. He checked the kitchen, She was no where to be found. Adrenaline and fear began to course through his veins. Where could she be at 3:00 am. He grabbed a flashlight from the kitchen and walked towards the back door. As he approached the door he noticed that it was slightly opened.

He was at the door. And that is when he saw her. She was in the same shorts and Tshirt that she went to bed in. She had no shoes on and she was standing in the middle of the garden, in the dark and she was staring into nothingness. This adrenaline rush began to end. He noticed that it was freezing. <he ran up to Emma and tried to wake her. As he touched her shoulder it seemed that she had been startled awake. She was shaking. She looked at him and began to cry.

He took her into his arms, picked her up and took her to the house. The entire time she just cried. Jens took her to the bathroom where she then proceeded to shower. She was ice cold and her feet were covered in mud.

After her shower Emma went to her side of the bed and layed down. Jens looked at her, he did not know what to say. He felt worry, fear, concern and also relief to see that she was back in bed. At least she was safe for now.

Emma turned to him, pulling the covers to the side. “ Jens, there is something wrong with me. I`m scared.”

He tried to look at her but it was dark. But he could see her laying there. “Don’t worry. Its stress. You haven’t done this before so maybe this was just a one-time thing? If you want, we can call a doctor.”

“ Your wrong. This was not the first time.” Her voice was cold.

“what do you mean this was not the first time?” He replied.

“This has happened to me before. A few weeks ago. And it has happened again. This was the third time this month.” She said quietly.

Shocked and even more worried than before Jens responded, “why didn’t you say anything? You could have gotten hurt.”

Emma turned she was now facing away from him. She was quiet.

“I didn’t want you to worry. Its nothing.” She said to the wall.

He didn’t understand why she didn’t tell him. It is not normal to just suddenly start sleep walking. 

“Please, look at me.” He said. Emma laid there for a moment. After what felt like forever she turned to him.

“Emma. Don’t worry. We will figure it out. We will call a doctor. And we will get through this together. Please don’t hide things like this. You know I love you and I will always be there when you need me. We will figure this out together.” Jen´s words lingered in the night air.

Emma began to cry. Jens wrapped his arms around her and they both drifted into a deep sleep.

It was morning. Jens was in the kitchen. It was 9:00am, on a Saturday. Emma was still sleeping. Jens was looking online for doctors who specialized in sleep disorders. He spent the last hour looking at sites talking about sleep walking, sleep disorders and so on. There were so many things out there. His head began to hurt. He grabbed his coffee and took a sip. It was cold. He got up and walked towards to coffee machine.

This is when Emma walked in. She looked just as tired as the day before.

“Good morning, would you like a coffee?” asked Jens. He turned the coffee machine on and started to make two coffees. He knew what her answer was going to be. She always had coffee once she woke up.

“Yes, please.” She replied tiredly. Her voice was corse but she smiled.

“Are you feeling any better? Where you able to sleep?” He said as he handed her a cup of coffee. As he poured milk into his own cup she said, “Yes I actually did sleep. This coffee is great. Sun is up. Outside looks great lets do something today.”

[the-cookies-of-darkness]

The Night: one i only put marbels one the floor! if i WANTED to do anything wrong wouldn't it have been better to do that, you know? WHILE ya'll were asleep? instead of waiting a few HOURS for ya to wake up just to fall for a prank? two i'm taken- and three SORRY if when i was killed and turned into a soul beast i got the short end of the stick and traded durability for hyper regen! *got a point- and still has the snake head in his light but firm grasp! he forgot it was there- *

"Can you at least let go of my tail?" Coconut Pecan said.

[noyasboxdye]

Its awesome to know that kids like you, because when you nanny a kid, the parents might ask you to nanny them again, if the kid likes you. but i meant, be careful when you go into other peoples homes, you never know, but you should look for signs

oh- yeah thanks :) i'm probs gonna carry i knife or pepper spray or sum. and maybe take self defense prolly :)

hiii vice <3 he's the cutest lil munchkin i love him sm. give him a kith for me pls :( (if you make a furry comment im gonna block you)