#darksiders 3

[imagine-darksiders]

Hey can I bother you with the request of drawing out the scenario of a human child who is too fearless for their own good and one day Ulthane just has enough of it and puts them in his satchel or something similar?

It is literally never a bother to ask me to draw Ulthane being a dad.

[creaturehollow]

At long last, I finally finished these! These games have been an utter plague upon me this year and frankly have given me an itch for fanart that wasn't really there before lol Incredibly happy with how these all turned out, the months spent making these happen were well worth it I think :]

[tobiasrieper]

Darksiders III + hollows

[alexstarksblog]

Another portion of delicious Darksiders art, and this time with silly girls :3

[a-alienn]

Hello Darksiders community

[askthedarksidersfam]

The Darksiders universe is so colorful

[sabrerine911]

The sadistic psycho sister and the annoyed older brother colored (Darksiders) https://www.patreon.com/ArtFrenzy Was in the mood to sketch up my 2 favorite characters of the franchise, Fury and Death Decided to finish it today cause the Darksider's Reddit was really nice to me about the WIP XD

Now back to that Warhammer commission I was doing, speaking of wich im open for commissions, pm me if interested

[darkdemeter]

𝑾𝑨𝑻𝑪𝑯 𝑰𝑵 𝑺𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬

— 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒙 (𝑭) 𝑾𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 —

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The Horseman is eager with gauntlet fingers plucking and squeezing at the triggers of his unrested spirit, a whirlwind of timeless spiralling. And by far, the more accepting - or at least resigning - to his fate at the tether of a watcher. He doesn’t exactly let his hesitation be known through the crack whip of his protesting joke, only for the Charred Council to be unamused by his antics. 

Upon the moment of linking with you, Strife greeted you with an ounce of fondness, though his expression lay hidden beneath his mask, his tone is the only representation of his mood. And he seemed… happy, and rather amused to meet you.

All you do is blink with utter surprise, eyes aglow with your stun, he rumbles out a faint chuckle, “Not much of a talker, ey?”

Thus begins your journey across the realms of the universe with the gunslinging Horseman, his travels taking him far and wide within the stretch of a shortened window of time. Thankful that your bindings allow you to slink into the chasm of his vessel, you however, find it a little saddening that you miss out on so much. 

For a Horseman who rides heavily on the winds, chasing adventure and anything that strikes his fancy, he also entertains your fascination and soon enough, he slows a little in his travels so that you may actually take in the surroundings. 

A youngling amongst the watchers that far exceed your age and experience, you’re very keen to inspect every crook and cranny of whatever world you inhabit. You had thought that he’d hold so little time and tolerance for your curious nature; but you’re proven wrong when he too takes the time to explore with you. From turning up every rock to find what lies under it, to becoming mesmerised to the fluttery fields of flowery pastures and intriguing bugs that dance in the dark sky like stars. Not only have the many sights been a joyous experience, no less with the Horseman to grant you nothing less than equitable and uplifting company, but the massing of collected trinkets is something of a newly-formed tradition. 

His siblings, in their scrutiny and judgement of this odd habit, find a level of distaste within it. The many collected odds and bits and bobs a tidal wave of obsession that they can’t fathom who started. But it matters little to the trigger happy brother. “What? It’s our thing!” he’ll claim loudly and without shame, only for you to hide behind him and away from their casted glares. “Aw, now look, you guys are scaring her!”

An impressive and still growing collection to this day, you now begin to find more personalised and thoughtful gifts to present to your rider, ones that you wish for him to hold onto. At first, he didn’t understand and would add them to your other found treasures, only for you to rapidly shake your head and gesture to him, holding your gift in hand, you move about like a frenzied ghost. 

Laughing, he questions, “What’re you saying, little Watcher?... you want me to hold onto it?” With a far enthusiastic nod, he laughs and agrees to keep your small artefacts on him at all times. Pleased with this, he takes notice of the shy glimmer that thins the dark lids of your eyes, how your darkened shaped head will bow and your hands curl in together aggressively. If he didn’t know any better, he’d assume you had a little crush on him. 

Not too soon after, you are presented with small presents of his own. Ones he’s gathered in some far corner of the desolated chamber you’re investigating together, or a funny shaped piece that in your eyes, is a prized possession; and what’s more, it comes from your rider. He takes great pride, his chest puffed out and helmed chin held high when he sees how these small gifts entrance you, and you gesture in thanks with a smile unmade with a mouth. 

Your silence, however, irks him greatly. He loses focus and rest over it, it drives him that mad. Dealing with the edge of his siblings can be a trouble all its own, all he wants is to talk to someone, to hold a conversation. His disappointment is more noticeable than it was upon your first meeting him, seeing that you are indeed not a talker; much to his masked grimace. 

He tries everything to get you to talk. Just one word. That’s all he wants from you. And then he promises himself he’ll be satisfied. For some time…

Not that you’re distant and cold and quick to brush off his jokes and witty banter with a scoff or furrowed brow. You actually appear to be consumed with a heightened level of interest in what he says, the stories he tells you when taking short respites. 

From the wide, unblinking gaze your eyes hold to him, he sees you hang to every word and he cherishes that. In fact, he does tend to over-dramatise his stories just a little - if only to see the wonderment flutter in your eyes. For a face void of many features that are reminiscent of his own, he can only count on the motion of your eyes and the glow they have when something excites or scares you. 

And Heaven and Hell forbid if anything scares you, because that is a day of reckoning. Be it any fiend or beast, he’ll slay it. He goes above and beyond to keep you, his little watcher, safe and out of harm’s reach. When something makes you excited, Strife is one to note it down and repeat it later, and if that pattern continues then he’ll continue. 

Each time he catches your gaze on him, silent, yet eyes pooled in your amazement for his prowess on the battlefield, he smirks under the protection of his mask. He feels empowered when you look at him like that. It imbues him with the strength and mindset that he can accomplish anything, though he already knows this, it’s different when it’s you who watches him. 

Still making one-sided conversation, he eventually tries his luck again with another joke. “Alright, alright, little Watcher. Why is my brother, War, so serious all the time?”

With a kitten-like tilt of your head, you remain silent though he sees the cogs in your mind toil the answer. With a bow of your chin, you give in. 

“Because he has no funny bone!” Strife finds himself in awe of the sound that emanates from you. A chorus of reverberating giggles and after what feels like an eternity, he cherishes the angelic hue and bounce of your voice. 

“You’re so funny…”

[corvusalbus93]

“Of course it affects my cut. Please pay The Crucible a visit? Daddy wants a new pair of soul-slick shoes.”

Brought this up on the Discord once...but something about Vulgrim wearing shoes feels wrong. He’s floating, smoke billowing around his skirt like he's only partially corporal. Also, does that mean he has feet like those spellcasters or Dis in Genesis? Does what they & Moloch have on their feet count as shoes?

‘cause the I can’t picture him wearing heavy boots. Of course there is also the Lilith-option...nope!

[nergiigantes]

I maka the meme

[imagine-darksiders]

Can we get some art of Ulthane doing the dont talk to me or my child again with some humans to an angel?

I'm sorry, I got carried away, but this is sort of the same thing, isn't it?

[scarletknightreterns]

The woman with the worst attitude.

I love her hair so much *cries*

[tobiasrieper]

Had I known the “New Pact” would be so exciting, I would have let War separate my head from my neck then and there.

Is it possible to die of boredom?

[alexstarksblog]

Time for night time and pleasant company with the lovely madam🌌✨

[doodlesdreaming]

Darksiderstober 2023

“Transformation”

Prompts by @proxis-shattered-expectations

Posting this a day early because, starting tomorrow, I’m taking a week off from inktober prompts(and possibly a break from my tablet, but we’ll see how that goes XD)

[askthedarksidersfam]

The longest edit to date! I’m really proud of this one!!