#ulthane

[imagine-darksiders]

Ulthane x Reader in a secret relationship would go so hard.

[sabrerine911]

Random Thane sketch cause the man doesnt get enough appreciation

Wanted to sketch stuff from different franchises I like today, and I felt compelled to sketch my personal favorite Maker Thane from the Darksiders side of things. Cause lets face it, my man aint getting enough appreciation, expecially with his Brother having a way bigger role in both Darksiders 1 and 3.

But there you have it XD Hope he makes some type of comeback in 4

[failingtomakegoodthings]

Some stuff I’m cooking up for a fic I’m writing (not confident enough to post the chapters yet but alas they will come eventually, these are in order of the first three chapters)

Basically Ulthane’s first Human Parenting Experience

[darkmessiah2000]

I know this game wasn’t particularly well received (I freaking loved it) but this ending so good, can’t wait for the next Darksiders

[azothinc]

[theantivoid-3]

HAVE THIS

Basically how ulthane and nova along with alec first met hehehe

[guardianoftheotherside]

Ulthane:*is holding a hammer and a sickle*

Human 1:*to human 2* Is he a communist?

Human 2:…

[gogo-the-king]

POLAROID PITSTOP

DARKSIDERS FURY x READER

Your hammer tink-tink-tinks away at the metal studs in your armor. The Maker Ulthane does little to assist you. Not out of insult but out of awe. You, as a Human, were quite weak. It was a fact of your very species.

"Ulthane! You said something about enchantments?" It was a question that made the Maker laugh.

He points right at you, an accusatory finger, "You are a relentless!!" He's loud, but you wouldn't have it any other way. "Relentless and foolhardy!" Your eyes roll but your smile remains.

But even if your were but a Human, you had learned to make yourself armor and deigned to learn more from the Makers who kept you safe.

"I keep tellin' you, stop tryin' to fight out there!" Even though he's scolding you, Ulthane takes the strap of metal in his hands and takes a look at your handy-work.

"You know I can't do that," Your voice is sure. Stalwart like a block of stone.

"Aye, but I'll do my damnedest to convince you." He hums in thought as he scrutinizes your work. Then you hear it. The sharp call of your name and the sound of people pointing towards where you were working.

Fury, horseman of the Apocalypse, Last of the Nephilim, and the only woman among three brothers. Her gait is confident, unyielding as others move out of her way. She points at you with a glint in her eyes. "You, beloved."

You grow nervous at her tone, but in the face of one of the four who wouldn't grow a little anxious. "Yes, ma'am?" Regardless, you approach her with a grin. "I see you're back? Are you gonna stay this time or—"

"Unfortunately, no. I will not be lingering. I came to give this." She produces the small square of film with an untold gentleness. At first she was only going to present it to you, but when she catches the peeking eye of Ulthane she plants it squarely into your palm. "This is now yours. I took it on that…Camera of yours. I expect a photo like it in return."

You nod slowly and then turn the picture over.

You have to suppress the hitch in your breath. It's…It's her. A picture of Fury, obviously but—Her fingers, the clawed ends of her gauntlets dig gently into your jaw. "This is private." She whispers. "Show it off and I will—"

"Yeah, don't even worry about that."

There is silence. You, staring wide-eyed and lovingly and Fury, having your chin clutched between her fingers and her eyes narrowed. She lets go of you after a moment, teasing a kiss before stepping away with a chuckle.

"I'm off, lovely, I shall return soon." She walks off and you stare as she leaves…By everything you love that woman.

Ulthane smiles down at you, "What is it?" You shake your head quickly and stuff the photo into your pocket. You'd be sure to put that in your wallet later. "Nothin'—Anyways! How is it? Pretty good right?"

He had to ignore the flush on your face and opted to roll his eyes and nod down at the metal. "It's fine work. I'll reinforce it and maybe I'll teach you a couple of runes to etch—Hey! I said maybe!"

You're too giddy to do anything more than pump your fist in the air.

The ceiling is covered in strung up trinkets and baubles from your journey with the Horsemen. The most notable, of course, being those from your adventures with your lover.

You took out the photo from your pocket and grinned like a fool. It was a picture of Fury in all of her glory. She was bare from the waist up, the Horseman staring into the camera with a sly grin, her armored fingers in her hair, her muscles shown off, and the black markings from her neck to the tapered V-line that you'd gotten to know very well on full display.

She gave you a photo of her topless and had demanded one of you.

You laughed and hugged the photo to your chest.

As you opened your wallet and tucked the photo into the space where you could see it easily you thought , "Gotta get my camera back from Jones."

Word Count: 715

A/N: I LOVE DARKSIDERS RAHHHHHHHHHHHH