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THE HORSEMEN AT MARDI GRAS
Death:
Death is not one to party. Not this version of him,at least. Younger him however,is a totally different story.
But, he'll indulge you and go to a few parades with you,mainly the small ones like in Slidell or Lacombe.
Stays away from the big parades in New Orleans and such, especially after finding out about all the random shootings. Gotta keep his favorite human safe right?
He tries his best to get you the best things,like the cute stuffed animals and such.
Gives his extra beads to the little kids and enjoys watching the dance groups.
All in all a pretty chill guy to go with.
Strife
Oh he's going to ALL the parades. No matter where they are.
WILL try and drink anyone under the table too. Tell him about the hand grenades,you'll lose him on Bourbon Street. He will down like,eight of those fuckers and only feel a buzz.
Oh and don't tell him about the flashing boobs for beads. He will look at every woman who did it unabashed. Will try to get you to do the same(if you have tits)
All in all,he's a party animal and fun for the first two weeks of Mardi Gras.
Fury
Not that into parades honestly. But will go with you if you ask,like Death.
Likes seeing all the face paint and body art going around, she'll probably try to do some on you or have you do some on her.
She will also,try and drink anyone under the table. Can ALSO drink a shit ton of hand grenades and not feel a damn thing.
She likes looking at the little shops on Bourbon Street, especially the Marie Laveaux voodoo shop.
She LOVES the dog parade in Slidell. Gets to pet all the cute puppers.
All in all,also a chill person to hang with for Mardi Gras. Not as crazy as Strife,but still fun to party with.
War
Not going to a parade. Nope,not one for crowds or anything like that.
Doesn't understand the concept of it either,and when you explain,he just shrugs and says he can BUY you stuffies if need be. Why go out,in large crowds,to drink and possibly get smashed into,run over,cussed at,spilled on,possibly SHOT,all for some measly plastic strands you place on your neck?
Oh don't even TELL him about the Boobs for Beads thing. He WILL padlock a shirt onto you if you somehow go to a parade without him. No one should be showing-or seeing-that for some stupid beads!
MIGHT have a drink or two,just to see what the hype is about. Meh,not the biggest fan.
If you DO manage to drag him to a parade,his favorite parts are the horses(duh)and the JROTC. He comments on their posture and such and enjoys the little show.
All in all,just stay home with this lovable lunk.
STAY SAFE THIS MARDI GRAS SEASON, PLEASE!
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darksiderwritings · 10 months
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IM MAKING BOTS OF THE HORSEMAN IN CHARACTER AI
I’m so desperate for some I’m doing it myself. Starting with death tonight. I’ll post the link!
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oven-thermometer · 1 year
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Hello again, anon that asked for the Samael sfw ABC's. That was great, really loved it. Thought you hit the nail on the head. I don't know if you have head cannons for him with an s/o but if you do, what are they? How would he attempt to win the s/o over if they came with and relied on the Horsemen? I was just curious, your ABC's was so good it got me thinking.
a/n: hello again samael anon! im sorry this took me so long, i haven't gotten back into my writing groove yet and I'm having a tough time in my life rn, but I miss writing so thank you for requesting :))
Also! I made a small, very inaccurate Samael playlist on Spotify!
warnings: none rlly, not betad and I rushed this
when Samael wants something, he's going to get it regardless of the cost. whether he needs to court you with honeyed words or beautiful gifts he's going to lay down his best cards to win you over.
only later in the relationship does he realise he likes your personality, your eyes, your laugh and...when did your smile get so dazzling dammit?
and the thing is, like I said before, he will do anything to get what he wants - you smiling included.
your laugh, ringing as clear as bells along his castle's walls, wrings his nonexistent heart. he may be eternally naturally warm, but something about the way you actually tend to care about listening to him makes his chest bubble with warmth.
that's another thing - he does love when you talk, but he also loves it when you listen. everyday he has to give orders and speak to countless of his soldiers or allies or even enemies, although you are the only one he ever wants to speak to.
he could talk for hours about everything you're not necessarily supposed to know about and watch as your eyes light up as you actually take in what he has to say. that same damned fuzzy feeling is back.
similarly, he doesn't mind when you ramble on and on right next to his ear while sit on his shoulder. he could be trying to pour himself into his work and you'd be right there, speaking your mind.
he'll make noncommittal grunts or single-word comments along the lines of whatever you're talking about. When you quiet down he'll gladly nudge you with one of the horns protruding from the side of his face, encouraging you to continue.
he is bold and brash, so expects you to be the same :)
samael also loves it when you have to literally climb him like a jungle gym. it amuses him when you struggle to wiggle your way up his arm or around his head when you want to get somewhere.
he'll even purposely make it difficult for you by moving his arm over when you're trying to get a grip or shake his head a little too violently while you hang on for dear life.
although if you ever manage to fall off he'll catch you without a second thought, and scold you without one too.
if you found your way to samael while in the company of the horsemen, samael would be even more intrigued.
a human? with the horsemen? in his realm? and you haven't been eaten by a demon yet?? he's impressed.
he's incredibly curious and will interrogate the horsemen about why you're with them. when he learns from either them or you that you're one of the last living humans - his interest is piqued even more.
you are rare, and that makes you valuable. he has little want to kill you, but he would love to keep you around purely for the fact that you're one of the only humans that he's been interested in.
scared humans bore him, but you - you were confident in your protection and didn't seem to care that he was a demon king. how foolish.
if the horsemen need something from him, he'd probably trade it for conversations with you.
and that is largely how your relationship began! he would have you walk with him across his kingdom (with the horsemen nearby) and enquire about your life or humans in general.
he's naturally curious and wants to know all he can about a potential enemy or ally. that includes humans.
he doesn't feel remorseful when you tell him of how you came to be with the horsemen and how the apocalypse started - if his armies hadn't marched on earth, the angels would have taken over and likely stormed hell itself. and he couldn't have that.
when your voice cracks or the tears that threaten to spill cling to your lashes though, he remains quiet. if you start to resent him he's going to get nowhere.
from there your friendship grew and your time in his company multiplied.
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Reader, thinking she found some peace after the Apocalypse and finding solace and companionship in the Four literal Horsemen of the fucking Apocalypse: “Ah~ this is nice, no more war, no more crazy life and death struggles, and no more getting tossed around like a ragdoll because I’m ‘tiny and defenseless.’”
Later that day, gets dragged into a another ancient war, this time between giant alien robots, tosses their hands in the air and screams with total despair: “WHY?!”
As a huge fan of transformers......the CACKLE I HAD WHEN READING THIS SCENARIO!? XD. By the creator, the reader would be at their wits end.....and possibly questioning if god really does exist just to pull a cheap shot like this. Honestly while I believe the apocalypse would temper their tolerance and their sense of wariness for the unexpected, I don't think a magic war would prepare them for a literal technological alien war. So many possible scenarios, dont know how the horsemen would be towards participating in a galaxy wide war, but who knows. But you are on point, a resounding WHY? would reverb through out the three realms😂🤣. Imagine this for reader
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Thank you for the ask
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imagine-darksiders · 17 days
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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?
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doodlesdreaming · 4 months
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My contribution to a, current, ongoing meme.
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bearw-me · 1 month
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I read both your lute x friend reader hcs and adored themmm!!
Could I request a follow up of their first time together (I'm interested to see if previously being friends would ease some possible tension or maybe make it even more nerve wracking lol)
orrr if you don't write smut (sorry I couldn't find any rules) could I request their first date together?
it occurs to me that i should make a rules thingy, but just your luck bc i love your request + lute! so i will be doing both scenarios!
𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 & 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐞!
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𐐒 includes : lute x gender neutral! reader 𐐒 cw : fluff, smut, nsfw 𐐒 summary : first date hcs first up + the smuts at the end under the cut 𐐒 note : we are now a lute blog, sorry, not sorry + never tried to write smut, lmk how it went!
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𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞
assuming here that lute sets up the date by herself:
she'd like to do something really romantic, and personal on one hand
she's only known romance for herself through heavens versions of it, the classic pure kind of love she's been exposed to
so a date would be sort of traditional by her standards
maybe take you out to a nice, lowkey restaurant and then find a nice cloud up in heaven to sit with you afterwards
just really wants to talk and be physically close with you
(if Lute asks you on a date its her obligation to pay for you btw, just enjoy yourself)
even if you were friends first, Lute still stresses about messing up your shared relationship, both romantically and platonically (like you haven't already seen her 'flaws')
but being the strong angel that heaven demands of her, she tries not to let her nerves show
gets frustrated at herself for not being able to express her emotions for you correctly
like she commands one of heavens armies for crying out loud, how can she not articulate that she loves spending time with you properly!
So, I think her words may be a bit jumbled and come out a little rude or completely-not what she means
but her actions seem to speak louder
like the way she sits hip to hip with you, or the way her wings hover around your body, or even the way she can firmly hold your hand. proudly, confidently
and previously being friends allows her to be more comfortable around you (enough to tease and bully you still at least)
doesn't know shit about being in a relationship for sure, but with you she's comfortable enough to want to try
𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞
for your first time, she'd have to be super trusting of you
and lets be real, every time she thinks about it or you bring up intimate things with her: her face is beat red
but she doesn't mind feeling wanted in that way. . . in fact it would turn her on
of course its Lute's FIRST first time, so there's some nerves to be had, but mostly in embarrassing herself. . . frankly she's not totally sure what she should be doing. . . ?
Where- Where should she put her hands?
listen, i didn't know where to put this so im putting this hc here: Lute's upper back, where her wings start are super ticklish and super sensitive. being an angel, with her wings and back being 'a weak spot' for battle. . . its an area she'd be hesitant about. . . but she trusts you
she lets go of all her anxieties though once she realizes this is exactly what she wants
unintentionally gives you a ton of praise when you do something that makes her feel good
probably swears (a fuck ton) under her breath + unintentional love bombs
Lute would definitely let you take the reins at first, just so she can get a sense of things and to start building up her confidence a bit
and its nice to let her hands run up and down your body like she's dreamed of (on that note, she's very attentive to little noises or sighs you make)
she wants to make you feel good too, in fact, this little devil in disguise has probably been waiting for this moment
definitely wouldn't mind being the dominant one (in fact i think she'd love it)
Lute rolling the two of you over in order to sit on your lap and straddle you. . .
rolling her hips while she rides you
Fucking adores your little faces and how good she's making you feel
(last one i promise) she wouldn't be opposed to leaving at least one little bite mark on your neck
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i lowkey think there was a ton i could've said but i kept the ones i could think about right now, thanks for loving lute + my hcs for her!
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darksiders-scenarios · 2 months
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I'm so happy you're doing better! Would you mind doing the boys as fathers/husbands to a human s/o if you feel like it? Thank you!
I'm so sorry dear it took me so long to write this, you probably don't even remember it.
War: As a husband, War would be fiercely loyal and protective, ensuring his family is safe at all costs. As a father, he would instill a sense of justice and fairness in his child, teaching them to face life's battles with courage and integrity.
Death: His profound depth of feeling is reserved for his partner, offering a sanctuary of peace in a tumultuous world. He would be deeply committed and surprisingly tender, showing a softer side only his family sees. As a father, Death would teach his child about the cycles of life and death, instilling wisdom and respect for all living things.
Strife: With a penchant for humour, Strife would keep his partner laughing and lighten the mood during tough times. As a dad, he would be the fun parent, always ready with a game or adventure; he’d be the master of disguises, turning lessons into games and teaching his child to find joy in every moment but also instilling a strong moral compass.
Azrael: As a spouse, Azrael's wisdom and calm demeanour would provide a grounding force, offering guidance and understanding. He would be a thoughtful father, nurturing his child's intellect and encouraging their curiosity about the universe. He would inspire his child with stories of the cosmos, teaching them to look beyond the visible and question the universe.
Draven: Charismatic and brave, Draven as a husband would be passionate and deeply supportive. Draven ensures life with him is never dull, fostering a partnership of equal adventurers. As a father, He would instill a sense of honour and bravery, encouraging his child to live boldly and true to themselves.
Samael: A commanding presence as a husband, Samael would be intensely devoted, offering strength and protection. As a father, he would encourage independence and power, pushing his child to exceed their limits while ensuring they understand the responsibility that comes with it.
Abaddon: Strong-willed and decisive, Abaddon would be a husband who's committed to his family's well-being, fiercely defending them from any threat. His parenting style would emphasise discipline and courage, preparing his child for any challenge.
Ulthane: A craftsman at heart, Ulthane would provide for his family with dedication, creating a home filled with love and stability. His hearty nature and warmth make his home a haven of joy and laughter, rich with stories of old. He would encourage creativity in his child, teaching them the value of hard work and the beauty of creating something with their own hands.
Vulgrim: Cunning and resourceful, as a husband, Vulgrim would ensure his family always had what they needed, using his wit to navigate any situation. He would teach his child the art of negotiation and the importance of knowledge, preparing them to face the world with sharp minds and open eyes.
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itsraven0v0 · 6 days
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Could you please do Krauser with an s/o that loves to cook and take care of him?
Ask and you shall receive~
B4 u read: there is another headcanon I've planned for him(both sfw and nsfw) that I might MIGHT post. I kinda want that one to be special and unique since there r so many of em so it will take a while.
This one is just fluff. Enjoy
KRAUSER WITH A SWEETHEART S/O
Let's be honest here, despite all our demons and f*cked up edges, we are all sweethearts here. Anyone who can love the fictional men we love has a heart of gold.
It doesn't really matter how you were living before, what was your job, you two are now here. Your job required you to work with US SOCOM for a while and a certain major happened to be assigned to work with you. He was butt hurt at this at first but he knew better, he had to obey the orders. For a while you two just merely knew of eachother existence. Well...atleast it was this way for Krauser. but this didn't last long when you started to show him kindness.
It started with bringing him coffee or sweets when you brought yourself some in the morning. Hoping that would make his brows soften and him less grumpy.
Krauser was confused at first because, surprisingly you guessed his coffee right. Lucky guess huh? His favourite snack too But bro he snapped when you invited him home and made his favourite food.
Like what in the super stalker! This can't be just a lucky thing.
"Alright you say who you are right now or you are not picking up that spoon, ever."
But his tensed shoulders eased up a little when you started cackling and told him that a certain rookie of his helped you find out a food he likes.
After that u guys started to go to eachother houses alot. Working on your shared job till 4 am and then passing out on the pile of pepper work.
Then he would wake up to the smell of breakfast and the sound of your kettle along with a warm feeling of...home. something he longed for and forgot among the coldness of the army. You'd greet him with a big bright smile and his knees got weak!
(This para is for my fellow smokers.) Sometimes you smoke and he would shoot glances at you when he thought you wouldn't notice. Sometimes he would light your cigarret himself when yours didn't work. You asked him if he smokes too since he has a lighter but he just shook his head and said he quit a while ago.
Krauser didn't notice it comming at all but one day he found himself looking for your face among the people with bland green uniforms and that's when he realized smth was up with him...
I headcanon this man as a typa person who would be like "who said we were friends" but then would show up at your door at 1 am well because... the reason he says may vary but they all mean he misses you and you are all for it.
You'd pat this guys head as if he isn't a super intimidating WAR MACHINE and he can't really do anything about it. You are touchy and he has gotten used to it. You are also damn praising and soft towards him. You may be polite to others but you treat him wayyyy softer.
Things were going pretty...good between the two of you. No it wasn't cupcakes and rainbows he was an army man he had a rough shell that you worked so hard to break through but things were beginning to look good...His face begin to soften when looking at you....however your shared assignment soon ended when he was assigned to an important operation.
Javier.
Part 2 anyone?👁
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Account Update / Leon Kennedy Stuff
Hey friends! Recently I made a post complaining about the current state of the Leon Kennedy fandom and how hard it is to find content about Leon that isn't overtly sexual or just generally gross. It seemed some people agreed with me, so from now on I'm going to be using this account to make Leon/Resi content.
Here you'll find overly specific headcanons, fanart that wasn't only inspired by the remake models, character playlists with corresponding links to docs that breakdown why each song is there, metas about the resi characters (mostly Leon lol), and much much more. I'll try to keep it simply about the characters themselves, not just self-ship/romantic stuff (although there might be a tiny bit bc I can't deny that I have a crush on Leon like the rest of us do... He's been my babygirl since I was 6)
Anyways, if you like the sound of that, feel free to follow me (also follow @highball66 bc they make amazing resi content). I have a LOT of Leon content I've been keeping to myself and I'll post it all soon! Here are some pictures of Leon for the he road!
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yourfavoritehorseman · 10 months
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Y/n: Ugh, it's been so long since I've had sex that I can't remember if I even liked it.
War: *softly* I could help you remember...
Strife: *laughs before he realizes* Wait a second! Did you just flirt with them? When the hell did you learn how to do that?!
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DARKSIDERS HEADCANNONS
•The Nephilim have pointy elf ears that wiggle and move like an animals. Like,folding back when embarrassed or angry,drooping when sad or tired,perking up when happy.
•They have secondary genders and are as follows: War is a beta. Strife and Fury are alphas. Death is the only omega left
°War shows no signs of wanting to fuck or be fucked. Almost Asexual,listing him as a Beta.
°Fury and Strife show signs of aggression and hot headedness. Powerful as well,listing them as Alphas.
°Death,though just as powerful and strong,is also the smallest out of the four and is cool,calm,collected and calculating. Raised his siblings(we assume),so he has some paternal instincts,listing him as an Omega.
•Angel's wings puff up drastically when threatened, embarrassed,or showing off.
°They also hiss.
•Demons inhale air to make themselves look bigger,like some amphibians do. Also do this as a show for mates,doing a random dance and puffing up like air balloons.
•Nephilim have very sharp teeth.
•Size chart for cocks below:
°Strife is a good 11inches length wise,and about a soda can and a half thick.
°War,though he may not use his cock as much,is 9 inches length wise,but two soda cans thick. Boi is GIRTHY.
°Death is 10 inches long,and only half a soda can thick. He's an Omega,they don't really use their cocks for much.
•Fury is a 32 H. Fite me.
•Also,the Nephilim have tails!
•Like,Blue Exorcist style tails,with little puffs on the ends of them.
•Strife and Death still have theirs,Fury and War either lost them at birth or in a battle.
•Angels make nests for their lovers. Like,actual nests with twigs and such,and the softest fabrics they can find.
•Demons are like dragons and hoard shiny things,so their nests are basically a pile of shiny things.
•Nephilim show their love by leaving marks everywhere.
°EVERYWHERE.
Feel free to reblog and add more! Head cannons are always welcome!
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askthedarksidersfam · 9 months
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Death is the type of guy to claim he doesn’t want to watch a movie with you. Until it gets to an interesting part and he stops what he’s doing and stands by the tv, hands in his pockets.
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Good day love, I just came back from brunch and slamming bottomless mimosas with my girls, and…the mimosas won 😳
And whilst I lay in bed contemplating my life choices and trying to keep my $20 dollar breakfast skillet down.
Got any headcanons or scenario for Strife and Fury and Reader getting White Girl drunk at brunch and War and Death having to deal with them?
  Ah yes, Mimosas are all fun and good until one has a lil too much...they always win.  Mayhaps a scenario this time around
Brunch of Mimosas
Third person’s POV
  When Death had arrived to Y/N’s flat, he was expecting to see them along with the other siblings.  All the while hoping the house is still intact due to the foreboding image of three horseman under one roof.  To his surprise when he entered, one was there, the only one large enough to have trouble sitting on the couch. Perplexed, Death spoke up to grab his brother’s attention.  “War, What are you doing here?”
  Said nephilim snapped to attention at this, giving up on the furniture as he stood to his full height.  “I would ask you the same, but it would seem for a similar reason.”
“Which is?”
  With a gruff reply, War answered with a slightly annoyed expression, still glaring at the piece of furniture below.  “Y/N is not here.  They left a note pertaining to their whereabouts, so  I intend to wait until they return.”
  Nodding, Death glanced around the room with an almost thoughtful gaze. He dared himself to ask the obvious.  “And what of the other two? I imagine wherever the human goes, Strife is sure to follow.”
  War’s expression did not shift much at this inquiry, all he did was point to the counter.  Ontop was a slip of paper, and as Death approached and carefully plucked it from the surface, his eyes skimmed the message written.
  Got hungry while waiting, will be back after Brunch.
  Sincerely, Y/N
  P.S. Strife tagged along as well so if you wanna join, feel free to pop in at (Made up restaurant address)
  Well that explains their absence...but what of Fury?
  As if on cue, the telephone on the wall rang out with it's ear splitting symphony. The Sheer sound made both nephilim flinch as they whipped around to face the source.  For a moment they stood there, letting it ring for a while until Death caved and went over.  Tentatively, he remembered what Y/N would do to silence it, and slowly picked off the plastic contraption from its perch. Holding it close to his ear, he waited for an answer.  Breathing could be heard on the other side with undiscernible background noise to muddy any sort of words to make out. Death was about to hang up until finally, the other person spoke in a voice that left him questioning why he had to be the one to pick up. “Hello hello, we’ve been trying to contact you about your car’s extended warranty.  Is this ‘Big red’?”
  The overuse of a fake accent was strange, but the lilt and familiar drawl in the other’s voice gave it away.  Death instinctively let out deep sigh as he answered in a deadpanned tone.  “Strife, where are you and where is Y/N?”
  An Immediate answer came when he heard Strife in the background go “Oh shit, it’s the Reaper!”  Followed by a raspy laugh and another giggling, and he swore he heard the other whisper something about a prank call.  The Old Nephilim almost facepalmed at this, and would have also missed the next person that sounded like Y/N’s voice, but it was light and buzzed by the sound of it as they tried to act serious.  “I don’t know who this Strife is...but I will find you....and I will kill you.” And before he could retort, the other line hung up abruptly
The Impulse to crush the infernal device was tempting, but Death had better things to do than take it out on the communications box.  War couldn't help but give him a questioning look as Death strode past towards the door.  “Where are you going Brother?”
“To find our little wayward trio.  It seems they can’t go anywhere without proper supervision.”
*At the Restaurant* 
  Death had seen many things in the multitude of worlds and eons he has lived through, and while War was the youngest, he certainly was no exception.  But even the sight before them had left them stumped and without words.  
  The restaurant was mostly empty save for the waitress and barkeep, both of whom would not bother looking at the two nephilim, instead were currently transfixed on the lone trio in the back corner of the room.  Death himself was almost afraid to approach.
  Fury was currently sitting there, but from her slouched form laying her head on top of the table, it was hard to even tell if she was conscious due to how still she was.  That in itself was shock enough.  The other came in the form of Strife (No surprise), who was now standing in front of the wall with an apple on his head, struggling to keep upright and balanced.  At the center of it all was none other than Y/N, also standing but holding what looked like a butter knife in their grasp as they held it upward.  They were facing Strife, who called out in a blurry form of speech.  “C’mon Y/N, you can do it!! I believe in you!!!”
  Next to him, War’s eyes seemed to light up in pure shock, taking the incredulous sight in, and Death couldn’t blame him for the bewildered puzzlement.  It’s not everyday you see Nephilim and a human wasted while attempting to play knife throwing, and before War could have a chance to speak up, Death stopped him as he quickly muttered.  “No...I wanna see how this plays out.”  Even if they were obviously drunk, Death was not about to let the opportunity of a butter knife hitting Strife in the eye pass up.
Both watched as Y/N wavered to the side a bit, and without missing a beat, flung the knife forward hoping to hit the fruit.
Needless to say, it didn’t.
  With a metallic clang, it made contact with Strife’s chest plate and bounced off as it fell to the floor.  Strife glanced at the failed attempt, and then back to the human with a slurred quip that followed.  “Not bad for a first try....how about we try one of my knives...maybe it’ll stick better.”
  Death couldn’t help but let out a dry chuckle, half tempted to just let it happen until War saw the chance to say something before it got messy. “Strife, what in the Creator’s name are you doing?”
  Both Strife and Y/N perked up at the voice, and quickly forgetting about arming the drunk human, Strife called out as he staggered towards the pair.  “War! Yo you missed the party, it was just about to get good."  Flailing limbs met with the immovable wall of War as one arm landed on his shoulder, holding himself up on unsteady feet.  “My bro, you have got to try one of these My-mosies.  Y/N said they are pretty good and DAMN, they are good!!”
Y/N giggled in a light hearted manner, adding drowsily.  “It’s Mimosa, get it right bro.”
  Strife put his other hand up in surrender as he struggled to say his next words, laughing at the cheeky response before Death finally spoke.  “What happened to Fury then?”
  Y/N quickly piped up as they started.  “Well she came in a little later, and while we were eating I got some drinks after she said she was thirsty-”
  Before they could finish, Strife interrupted with an excited tone to his voice.  “She never had a Mimosa before, and I was already on my third so I gave her mine...Then I think it became a competition after a couple drinks?  I think after the....”  His words drifted off as he proceeded to count with his fingers, earning a concerned look from War. “Fifth? No...Tenth drink, she went to sleep...that was an hour ago.”  
  Strife still held onto War’s shoulder for support as he yelled across the room.  “Yo Fury, ya dead?!”
  A couple seconds passed without a word, but before they could fear the worst, the body shifted as an arm rose up, which proceeded to flip the bird as a coherent response.  “Yeeeaaahhh...she’ll be fine.”  Strife waved it off as he left War’s side, facing the eldest with an unnerving stare.  “You know Y/N, I think I understand that saying now.”
  “I said alotta sayings...which one?”
  Strife poked a finger at Death, almost accusingly with confidence in his slurry voice.  “The one where you get drunk until everything starts to look good....I think that’s happening right now cuz Death don’t look as ugly as usual.”
  Y/N sucked a breath through their teeth as they tried to stifle a snort, but the silence from Death was starting to become concerning as golden eyes burned back at Strife.  It wasn’t funny anymore.  “War, drag him out of here before I render him unable to see anything for a long time.”
  Needless to say, all three in question had a very fun time dealing with that hangover
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imagine-darksiders · 5 months
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Close-knit groups of angels are referred to as a 'flock.'
Sometimes, they'll subconsciously refer to members of other species as their flock as well. Many humans have found themselves baffled by their angelic friend calling them as such.
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doodlesdreaming · 3 months
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Bath time is a once in a while necessity in war times.
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Will be added to my PillowFort at a later date.
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