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Help!! I can’t stop writing darksiders incorrect quotes! Take them away from me!
Y/N: Does it hurt?
Nathaniel: (Reassuringly) Not at all!
Y/N: So no need for me to kiss it better?
Nathaniel: It hurts so much. I was confused, you see.
Fury: I don’t know how to flirt but we can argue.
Abaddon: Hi. Angel on shoulder here. It’s totally okay to kill that guy.
Y/N: I love you.
Death: I think I may have developed some kind of attachment to you too.
Fury: Are you trying new rage bait tactics on me?
Envy: Nooo, i’m flirting!
Strife helping War to flirt: Psst! Tell them you have beautiful eyes.
War Okay. *Turns to Y/N* I have beautiful eyes.
Strife: NOT YOURS-
Y/N: How come you’ve been abnormally nice to me lately?
Fury: What do you mean?
Y/N: You just seem nicer than usual
Fury: I can punch you in the face if you’d like.
Abaddon: Apart from my actions what the hell did I do to deserve this.
War before killing the destroyer: It’s okay to murder people but not to disrespect your wife! (Uriel)
Death: Source?
Archon Lucien: Divine intuition.
Lilith: I’ll be anything you want me to be~
Samael: Ok. Can you be quiet
Y/N: So what’s your favourite hobby?
Samael: Stalking.
Y/N: Oh. I like singing and dancing
Samael: I know.
Death: Have you seen the hellhound’s bowl?
Strife: I didn’t think they could!
Death: I am so fucking tired.
Azrael: Knock knock?
Y/N: Who’s-
Azrael: Who’s there? Your friend Azrael! Your friend Azrael who? Your friend Azrael who loves and adores you very much!!!
War: I’m bisexual which means I’m attracted to anyone who can beat me in physical combat.
Vulgrim: (Completely missing the area to feel someone’s pulse) Yep, they’re dead. So, I can eat their soul now, yes?
War to Strife in Genesis: Brother, you’ve haven’t touched my last nerve for a while. Are you okay?
This silly little thing went viral on twitter lol
Hi! This is my first ever ask on Tumblr after years of lurking in hashtags of fandoms, so I hope I'm doing this right 🥹🙏
Could it be possible to write headcanons of the OM characters with a reader that tends to ramble on without noticing? Bonus if the reader says smt like "Tell me if I'm talking too much" or something!
Hope I did this right!
yes this is so cute!!! i'm just writing the brothers but let me know if you want p2 with the others!
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Y/N: I’m so hungry I could eat a horse...
Ruin: :0
Mayhem: DD:
Despair: :(
Rampage: !!??
Y/N: Man! HorseMAN!
Strife:
❥ Writing type: x Reader
❥ Characters: Y/N / x reader
❥ Summary: Y/N found themselves magically within the territory of the angels known as the White City. They have no idea what happened to them or how they got there, though quickly ushered in by a warm and friendly face. A face who identify himself as Azrael, who didn't want any chaos to unfold from the other angels if they find out a single human is found within their territory. How Y/N bypass the detection, no one seems to know. Particularly Azrael, who found Y/N.
Ooooh this is lovely!! Can’t wait for a second part if you choose to write it ♥️
So I had an idea. The horsemen all believe it would be safer for the human when traveling through hell together that they were magically disguised to look like a demon. They still look like themselves but still very demonic, pretty ram horns that curl back, a sater like body with cloven hooves, a long tail with a fluffy tip, and leathery wings. It works for the most part, but the human doesn't know the language or the customs. They come across as more polite than usual. Amongst the demons, they are considered very beautiful. Some new problems occur when demons keep trying to offer gifts. Jewelry for the horns and wings, silks for skirts, etc. The human just thinks they are being nice, not that they are being courted. This makes it difficult, especially when they go to meet Samael, he can see through the magics but doesn't call them out. He likes the display, the human looks good as a demon. The Horsemen are regretting their choices.
OOOOH I love this!! You’d awaken on your side after the magic has been cast, groaning as you come back to your senses, a dull throb in your head. You attempt to stand but your legs wobble beneath you like a newborn fawn, the four quickly rushing to your side to help steady you. Holding tightly onto War’s arm for support, you begin to gingerly walk around and get accustomed to your new stride.
Your mouth hangs agape when you finally get a look at yourself.
The disguise is indistinguishable, save for a few up-close features like the shape of your eyes that only those who truly know you could recognise. You really look the part.
If only you could behave like it.
Despite your true form being hidden, the horsemen are still just as on guard as usual, especially when the first demon approaches you. To their astonishment, they make no efforts to attack, instead offering you a gold piece of jewellery. As pretty as it is, you have no idea why they’re giving it to you. Maybe as a peace offering? Albeit with clear uncertainty, your acceptance makes the demon’s chest puff out with pride. You even thank them for it, flashing a sharp-toothed smile their way.
Before you know it, you’ve been thoroughly bedazzled by several suitors, each one making the horsemen feel increasingly unsure of their decision. Who out of them could have guessed that fighting off any demons who dare attempt to bring harm upon you would be easier (and less provoking) than watching them try to woo you?
“Wow! If only they were all this friendly with humans!”
“Friendly is not the word I’d use…"
Seeing you in this form is such a treat for Samael. It’s foolish to think the demon prince would be none the wiser. He knows it’s you, he can smell it. That, and your whole demeanour is far too gentle. As alluring as you are in this form, he prefers you in your natural state. Soft and completely harmless to anything. Just the way he likes you.
He can’t wait to see the look on your face when he calls you by your true name. He may even undo the spell himself, eagerly waiting for you to realise that you’re no longer hidden from him. Although, you never really were in the first place.
Darksiders Inktober day 8 - Past.
Imagine Bride Y/n going even further back than Eden's Heir and meeting a cocky jock War.
edit: [whistles innocently]
War x Barkeep!Reader.
Chapter 1~: Earthcaller.
Summary: The End of the World has come and gone, and Humanity is picking itself out of the ashes, overseen by species you only believed to exist on the pages of an old book written over two thousand years ago. You're the proprietor of a pub that you built from the ruins of your old neighbourhood, never dreaming that you'd catch the eye of the Four's largest and most carnage-craving member.
This is a real stream of consciousness fic, tried to write in a few days instead of my usual turnover so you can probably tell the difference, but it's been far too long since I've written anything War-centric.
Warning: Contains mention of alcohol, threats with a gun, threats without a gun, Fury gets her own tag, and one-sided infatuation.
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The first time you saw a Horseman of the Apocalypse in person, he was hunting down one of your patrons.
Each of the Fouris distinct and recognisable, but War seemed doubly-so that night, storming into your little pub with a face like roaring thunder and his eyes so bright with arcane light, they could’ve powered the whole town.
Your entire establishment almost turned to stone the moment he burst through the door so violently, the poor thing snapped clear off its hinges. His blood-red hood was tugged back to pool around his fearsome shoulders, revealing the pale, white face and ferocious snarl you’d only ever seen on the news.
To this day, you can still remember the shock that stole the breath in your lungs, then the unmitigated horror of registering that an Apocalyptic Horseman was inside your pub, scanning wildly over your regulars until his gaze landed distinctly on Joseph Carr.
‘Oh, Joseph,’ you’d grimaced to yourself, heart sinking into your shoes, ‘What’ve you done now?’
I'm trying to find one drawing of yours, and its sebsation with his uhmm gold regalia and he looks young and pretty again and everyone is reacting in shock and somewhat fear. Do you still have that drawing? I'm just super nosy about the implications of sebastion basically have a fountain of youth kind of object.
Oh this? This is from my COTL au, I found it funny how him in game had passed away, so I had to quickly revive him and give him his immortality necklace. It's not my favorite art of him but I can't help but chortle at it from time to time
Thinking about my cats tonight. I have always had the Too Much gene thanks to having absolutely bat shit parents who both coped with life by...doing whatever their thing was far too much.
I've couldn't tell you the last time I wasn't living in a multi pet home, so it's not really new to me, but being able to care for them my way and have their care be my responsibility alone was a big leap.
And my connection with this family of cats is very different as well. Cats get such a bad wrap, are often considered fussy or disinterested, etc. but it's really just down to how intentional you can be with them. Momiji and Mochi being so uniquely mature and personable definitely helped create a home that additional cats could feel safe and happy in. Everyone has their own unique dynamic and somehow it's a balanced and happy home and with the help of a big ass air purifier and the right cleaning routine the house doesn't smell like cats...but if you're allergic you're cooked lol
They've saved me many times over. I always loved the idea of family, but for far too many reasons to list, a literal human family under my roof isn't for me. But having such defined, fun, interesting personalities in these damn cats gets me pretty close to the real thing. Probably as close as it'll get.
Almost losing Haru at the start of the year really shook me up. The immense amount of stress and ache really took me out. And i was already in a bad spot, so it was the knockout blow for me. I'm so happy he's okay, and fighting. He literally defied biology he fought so hard to survive. After fighting through a ton of other things earlier in his life. But he didn't give up, so whenever I'm feeling bad I remember how pitiful he looked when he was powering through and I think that I gotta fight too, because if that silly ball of fluff can push through all of that I can definitely tackle whatever I'm facing.
(It was at this point that in my teary eyed fumbling for the usb to charge my phone, I accidentally hit post lmfao)
Anyway, that's probably my sign to wrap this up. I just wanted to say how much I love my cats and how much they mean to me. Everyone is sleeping in the living room while Defunctland is on for sleepy time background noise. Every night gets to feel like a sleepover with my favorite four legged homies and even when I feel terribly lonely and isolated, my home is lively and theres no shortage of shenanigans.
That's pretty cool.
I saw a tweet today that said ‘ “you feel me bro?” brother I haven’t felt anything since the scholastic book fair’ and read it in Wars voice and I cannot stop thinking about it
Strife: You feel me, bro?
War: Brother, I haven’t felt anything since the scholastic book fair.
Strife: …What?
Sometimes you gotta get down to brass tacks
Love your stuff so much! I was wondering what would it be like to have a child with Death? The other three horseman (and now Samael ☺️) have one, but Death doesn't. Have a great day, you're awesome 🤗❤️
I am so sorry for the delay with this! And I can’t believe I forgot to write Death’s version!! Alas, here it is at last!
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Finding out-
★ It’s still unknown to Death how a creature of destruction like him, could have ever done anything to deserve your love — let alone to be gifted a precious new life by you. Nonetheless, he embraces such a blessing with upmost gratitude to you, the soon-to-be mother of his child.
★ Death has a bit of special way with children. You’ve seen the way he behaves around them. He always bends down to their height and speaks to them softly. Perhaps it comes from being in the caretaker role for his young siblings all those years ago, (and evidently still upholds that role today) but children bring out a special side of Death that he doesn't often display.
★ Because of that role he had with his younger brothers and sister, you worry that raising a child isn’t something he’d be up for, which is why you hesitate to tell him. You know how deeply he cares for them, but looking after three younglings does take a toll.
★ You aren’t able to hide it for long though. Death has the sharpest senses out of his kin and they are especially tuned to you. He never wants you to feel afraid to tell him anything, so his approach is gentle as he questions your recent sickness, coaxing out a quiet confession.
★ He cups your face in his hand, the other finding your hip and pulling you into a comforting embrace. Resting his chin on top of your head, he promises to stay by your side and raise this baby with you the very best that he can.
★ After your tender celebration, he wants to know every symptom that you’ve experienced thus far so that he can keep track of it and get ahead on learning what alleviates them.
Pregnancy-
★ He is the perfect insomnia buddy. It’s not like he sleeps anyway, so when you’re having a restless night he’ll keep you company and do what he can to keep you comfortable.
★ "Settle down now, you ought to give your mother some rest," he’d murmur to your belly, tsking when the baby kicks in defiance.
★ “Already ignoring what I say, they’re clearly going to take after their mother."
★ His dexterous hands give you the best massages whenever you're sore. Which is most of the time. No need to worry if you’re too stubborn or shy to ask for a little relief, he can tell when you need it and will quietly work his thumbs into the knots in your back or feet until you don’t feel so achey anymore.
★ “Death, do my ankles look fat?”
★ “What ankles.”
★ :/
Birth-
★ He's a great birthing partner. He's amazing at knowing what to do to keep you relaxed and knows all the right thing's to say to encourage you, especially when the pain really start to kick in.
★ Speaks to you so gently, reminding you of your own strength when you begin to cry and attempt to your bargain your way out of giving birth to the baby that is, whether you like it or not, on their way out.
★ He holds his tongue when you threaten to kill him once this is all over, refraining from reminding you of the impossibility of such a task. Instead, he caresses his fingers through your hair and tells you to take a deep breath.
★ Holding his newborn for the first time, you hear his low, affectionate chuckle, stuttering a bit at the end as the heart deep within his chest throbs with an overwhelming love for the baby.
★ The last thing you see before your exhausted mind and body conk out is your baby, not even an hour old, reaching up a curious hand to touch their father’s mask.
Everything after-
★ So patient with them. Never raises his voice or becomes frustrated… unless they are about to do something seriously dangerous.
★ Will begrudgingly cave to your requests for him to take you and your little one to meet your friends from other worlds, hovering like a watcher as you introduce them to angels and makers.
★ He can do ANYTHING whilst carrying the baby around. No need for a sling, he got quite the knack for making bottles at the perfect temperature and changing nappies one-handed.
★ When they refuse to go to bed, he’ll pick them up by the ankle like a misbehaving little monkey, making them shriek with delight as always. He’ll lower them down onto their duvet, peeling the covers back and offering a story.
★ His voice soothes them into a peaceful sleep long before the story gets very far. Once they’re knocked out, he’ll peel off his mask just momentarily to kiss them goodnight.
★ “Sleep well, little rascal."
★ Sends out Dust to watch over your kid whilst they’re playing or meeting with friends, ensuring that they don’t get into trouble and quickly swooping in if they do.
★ Imagine them returning home one day as a pre-teen, a displeased look on their face directed at Death (who’s quite comfortably reading as you doze against him on the couch) and Dust perched innocently on their arm.
★ "Dad, do you have any idea why Dust was following me around? Again?"
★ "No."
★ Your child accumulates a collection of trinkets and other small gifts that Death brings back for them from distant worlds, but as fascinated by them as they are, they’re always far more eager to throw their arms around their father’s waist and bury their face into his shoulder.
★ War is the go-to babysitter, much to Strife’s dismay.
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I've added some of Darksiders 2 models while waiting to find a better solution to extract them. "no rig" means i've had to get the models while playing, so they are already posed and can't be changed. Enjoy the refs !
I've also re-added Strife's rigged version, and Usiel's textures.
Abaddon
Abaddon (dragon form)
Abraxis
Alya (no rig)
Angel brute
Angel soldier
Astarte
Avarice
Azrael
Chaos fangs (no rig)
Councelor (no rig)
Crowfather (no rig)
Death (without armor - ver. OBJ)
Death (ver. OBJ
Death
Death Abyssal Armor (no rig)
Death's Reaper form (no rig)
Despair
Dis
Draven (no rig)
Dust (no rig)
Eideard (no rig)
Envy
Fake Envy
Fury (ver. OBJ)
Fury (with armor variations)
Fury Abyssal Armor
Fury's Havoc form
Fury's weapons
Fury's DLC weapons
Gluttony/Kraken
Grock
Hellpup
Hollow lord
Hollow fiend
Jones
Kargon
Karn (no rig)
Keymaster
Leviathan
Lilith
Lord of Bones (no rig)
Lust
Maker female
Maker male
Mansk
Mayhem
Moloch
Muria (no rig)
Nathaniel (no rig)
Nephilim female
Ostegoth (no rig)
Phantom Guard Captain
Pride
Rampage
Ruin
Samael
Sloth
Strife
Strife (ver. OBJ)
Strife Abyssal Armor
Strife's Anarchy form
Taskmaster
Trauma
Ulthane
Uriel (no rig)
Usiel
Undead Beast
Valus (no rig)
Vulgrim
War (ver. OBJ)
War
War Abyssal Armor
War's Chaos form
Watcher
Wicked Killington
Wrath
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