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War's Kindle Winters
Synopsis: War spends his first winter with you in your grandfather's cottage
Warnings: fluff, sleeping, laziness, heavy snowfall, cuddles, Soft! War
A/n: I did it for the sake of curiosity. And I'm a little proud tbh
*Flashback*
The snow had fallen to the earth, the trees were covered in a blanket of white, and little snowflakes danced in the cold air like ballerinas. You stood in the middle of the forest, A faint winter coat, gloves, snow boots, a case of arrows on your back, and your bow in hand. A deer wandered into your vision sniffing at the frozen ground, you let out a tiny sigh as smoke left your mouth, You grabbed the arrow, raised your bow at the deer, and pulled the string along with the arrow. You let go of the arrow as it flew in the air and shot at the deer's neck. The deer stumbled to the ground. You raced over to see that the deer is dead.
A dark shadow stood behind you in a menacing way, you turned around to see a demon in a dark cloak with red horns in the show. You smiled calmly knowing that it was just your grandfather, who you called since he didn’t tell you his real name. He looked around the area the sound of howling and growling filled the snowy grounds. He held out his hand, “Come now, we must head home before it gets dark.” “ Yes, Grandpa.” You answered sweetly as you dragged the dead deer with one hand and the other holding his. The two of you walked together back into your cottage in the mountain of winter.
***
It's been 25 years since then... 25 long years.
The sound of crunching snow and hooves echoed the first You and War rode side by side as you both trotted in the snow, you came to a stop at a familiar tree with a gash mark on it. You're close. " Come on, we're almost there," You said as you rode your horse past the marked tree, War soon followed you. The winds sang lowly as the flakes of snow danced in the earth. War has been by your side since he first met in The Crossroads, alone, your instincts heightened, and weapons ready at your side. He was utterly shocked to see a human wandering the dead earth for a century. Now, he's riding with you in a forest, following your lead. " It's here... after all these years it's still standing." You spoke to yourself as you stood before you the cottage in the mountain, it's like nothing changed nor touched since you left.
War went beside you as you looked at the wooden home with a little perplexity and a bit of sadness like you were here with someone before. Got off your horse, and you led her to the small stable house. War and Ruin watched you curiously as you locked up the gate in front of her horse. She walked into the buried snow towards her cottage.
War soon followed, his giant footsteps echoed through the dark room, with one swift of flame magic you first lit the empty fireplace. The fireplace blazed but soon calmed down, dancing like one small but giant light, you sighed as took off your armor and fur and lay on the small long desk. You turned to see War carefully observing since you walked in You offered your hand to him, " Come now get comfortable, we'll be here for a while. " He stared at you curiously and a little shockingly, no one in all his years of existence has ever shown this type of... feeling of genuine kindness and acceptance. He took off his armor piece by piece, except for his sword, he keeps it at all times. He followed you inside your home, and you stopped in the middle of the living room. " Wait here, I'll be right back,""You requested, as you hurriedly rushed upstairs to get him some clothes that can fit his muscular build. You came back down, with a checkered sleeve shirt and decant pants, you gave him the clothes and shoes him the way to the bathroom.
It was War's first winter with you in your grandfather's cozy cottage. As the snow fell heavily outside, the two of you huddled together inside, enjoying each other's company. War had never experienced anything like this before, and he was fascinated by the warmth of the fire and the softness of the blankets. As the days went by, War found himself becoming more and more relaxed around you. He had always been a warrior, always on the move, always ready for battle. But with you, he didn't feel the need to be constantly vigilant. He could let his guard down and just be himself.
One lazy afternoon, as the snow continued to fall outside, War found himself dozing off on the couch. You were curled up beside him, your head resting on his chest. He could feel your breaths against his skin, and he felt a sense of peace that he had never known before. As he drifted off to sleep, he found himself wondering how he had ever lived without you. You were his rock, his shelter from the storm. And he was grateful to have you in his life.
The rest of the winter passed in a blur of lazy days and cozy nights. War and you spent hours talking, laughing, and cuddling together. And as the snow melted away and spring began to bloom, War knew that he would always treasure his memories of that first winter with you in your grandfather's cottage. For War, it was a time of growth, of learning to let go of his fears and embrace the warmth of love. And he knew that he had you to thank for that. You had shown him a side of himself that he had never known before, and he was forever grateful.
Well I agree with that!
Playing with the Horsemen's Hair
Death:
Good Luck touching his hair.
If you actually manage to though it’s surprisingly soft.
Doesn't understand your fascination with it though but throughout time he associates it with high intimacy.
It’s rare for him to let you play with his locks but when you do, savor it.
Won’t admit it but it kinda makes him sleepy in a way.
He’ll lie between your legs and let you play with it.
You braided his hair once. He kept it like that for the rest of the day.
Strife:
Spikey, just spikey.
The first time you reached up to touch his hair he was kinda confused as to what your doing.
That was until you stroked it, soft and gentle.
He was instantly smitten.
Loves the feel, loves the strokes, loves everything about it.
Will pull you into his lap (if you are alone) and let you play with his hair.
He’ll play with your hair too, often might I add.
He’ll hide his face in the crook of your neck so you can have easier access to his hair.
Will make jokes as you do so just so he can see your smile.
Fury:
she has to sit down so you can play with her hair.
Like her brother, she doesn't understand your fascination with it.
Begrudgingly lets you run your hand through her silk-like locks.
Likes it when you massage her scalp, likes it a lot.
She tried to reciprocate your movements on your scalp.
You’d think it wouldn’t have ended well but she was surprisingly really gentle with you.
You tease her because she isn't normally gentle
Results in a few strands being pulled
10/10 would recommend.
War:
Took you awhile but big red finally let you touch his hair.
Out of the four his hair is the softest.
Loves it when you run your hands through his scalp, boy can’t get enough.
His head is usually on your lap when you decide to run your hands through his hair.
Will often lay on your lap just so you can do it.
Will let you brush his hair from time to time, although he does prefer your hands.
Likes to brush your hair as well, finds it to be a pleasant sensation.
You know you're doing something right when he groans softly to your touch.
Lord of Bones.
For the past few weeks Warframe has almost completely consumed my gaming time. I should probs at least try playing other games.
So here's my Darksiders 2 Death cosplay in Warframe
Imagine Samael subconsciously curling his tail around Y/N, realising only once she has to go somewhere and steps over it.
Anon this was so cute I had to doodle this on office paper.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE HORSEMEN ARE BACK!!!!!!
Don’t mind me. Just getting back into a certain fandom the only way I know how…..
Human survivor headcanons and sibling angst.
If those Bugs were smart, they would flee for their lives. XD
And you can't tell me, that Strife would not start giving Fury annoying nicknames whenever she has one of her hollows active. Like with the ice one, he'd give her names like Frosty or Ice Queen.
would you do genderbent horsemen?
-waves at Fury- hai there ‘
DARKSIDERS INKTOBER 2022: The Completed series
Thanks to everyone for participating during this year's Darksiders themed Inktober! It was a lot of fun to see all of your artwork and takes on the different topics. You're all amazing, and thank you as well for the lovely tags, the reblogs and the likes :D
Thanks to @imagine-darksiders for allowing me to post this year's prompt
Happy Halloween everyone! 🎃💀
The family enjoys the Halloween celebration this fine evening. It's also the night where Strife introduced his sister to the magic that is chocolate.
🎃🎃🎃Happy Halloween Everybody! Have save, spooky, evening. 🎃🎃🎃
2020.mar.11. Since I never imagined D as a kid, being a firstborn and all, I attempted a 20’s/early 30’s look. The other three are adorable. ______ Last one for today, getting into spam territory. lol _
Thinking about it, this is probably a topic talked about before... But I feel like talking about it anyway!
Ever notice the similar designs between characters and just wonder what types of interactions there would be?
Here's two! One of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, Death himself from the Darksiders series! And Jackie Estacado, bearer of the titular Darkness from The Darkness!
Just kinda imagine some crazy stuff going down if these were in the same vicinity. Also probably a huge knock, down drag out fight. And maybe a "common enemy" appears for both to take down after they put aside their differences.
Speaking of the similar designs, pretty sure the creators of each character both worked at Image Comics around the same time. So some talking about designs and sharing ideas probably made this kind of thing happen. Or it's just one big coincidence, I don't really know, I've never met the creator/creators of either.
Top image: Death after getting hair advice from Robert Trujillo
Bottom image: Death after getting hair advice from Mike Riggs
In all seriousness, love both styles, but just going by my own preferences for character design, the dreadlocks look a bit better to me.
Random thoughts about Horsemen hair.
the real well of souls was the friends we made along the way
