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proxis-shattered-expectations · 4 months

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Quite possibly saying this early, but Happy Birthday! Here’s to a wonderful day, fellow horsemen.

Oh mah-OHBYTHECREATOR!!!! ASFAHDBDJDK-THANK YOU!!! This is beautiful!!!!! Thank you so much, you are the sweetest! Already made my birthday the best with this, I appreciate it so much! (OMG, Siva is so cute, and war being the big softie I know he is😆😄😍) Don't mind me as I stare at this for the rest of the day with the goofiest smile on my face

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 7 months

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Darksiderstober Day 8: Hidden secrets

This isn't the best piece mind you (War looks horrid, so forgive the attempt), and I am a day late but there is some story to this! Siva had associated other worldly beings with negative outcomes, the apocalypse had not been kind and had left Siva with no one to trust. Until War came along on his one track mindset to clear his name. How ironic that one of the most dangerous beings to walk the Dead Earth was more honest than any other Siva came across, and after having a quiet moment to rest she voices this to him. She knows he has his mission, she respects that, but respects it even more that he has not once lied to her/sugarcoated things, and that bluntness was well received by a human that has trust issues. Once more what's left of humanity leaves him baffled. Hope ya like and stay tuned!

Darksiderstober prompts, Siva and Art are mine

Sponsored by @imagine-darksiders and @another-darksiders-blog

Prompts are here

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 1 year

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We got pt 4 of the Kissartfebruary challenge by @violettenouvel finished! Featuring Darksiders once more with War and Siva (Also little Atreyu). Gotta lot of days to catch up on but here's what I have so far!

Day 10 on the first pic, no romance this time. Just an older Siva with her son Atreyu being adorable! Since Mother and son are having a tickle fight, "Laughter" is inevitable.

Second is Day 12, and I quote. "I fill my lungs with the sweetness of your air.....And yet you still have the power to leave me breathless....." Consider this a part two to the pic I did for Day 7 Ravenous with Siva and War. Though a kiss feels like forever, one needs to breathe every once in a while, but even after the fact looking at one another with such longing, it can still leave one "Breathless".

Last is Day 14, and while it doesn't look finished, I am pretty happy with how it looks. The theme was "Anything", so I made one up called Protective. War thought he'd seen it all, but a human being defensive and telling the Watcher off when he tries his daily insults is new....even brings an unknown feeling to his chest as he can only watch with shock. Thinks it's admiration despite the Watcher being more powerful and Siva equally stubborn, could be something more perhaps. I'd imagine the Watcher is equally shocked, but with a quiet fury at the audacity of being called a "Phantasmic pain in the Ass."

Hope ya like and stay tuned

Art, Atreyu and Siva are mine

Kissartfebruary challenge by @violettenouvel

War and Watcher belong to Darksiders franchise

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 1 year

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Second part of Kissartfebruary challenge by @violettenouvel , a little mismatched but the theme is of my Darksiders OC Siva with War. Gonna have some more mismatched, but here are the days

First pic was Day 3: Chaste. Open affection is a foreign concept to the horsemen, and so a chaste kiss for the Nephilim to make him more comfortable

Second pic being Day 6. So close, not quite touching, but "Almost" there.

Third is Day 7: Ravenous. This topic being a lil spicy tho wanted to keep it more PG, so kept it with kissing with more fervor than usual.

Hope ya like and stay tuned

Art and Siva are mine

Kissartfebruary challenge by @violettenouvel

War belongs to Darksiders universe

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 1 year

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Part 6 of my entries for the Kissartfebruary challenge by @violettenouvel , more Darksiders themed with OC pairings and shenanigans! Hope ya like and here is the list!!

First is Day 16, and I knew I had to draw @coloredgravity 's Andie and Ephraim being adorable for this one! The theme was "Hand" and Ephraim is an absolute gentleman!

Second, this is but a mere taste of my depravity. Let the cheesy indulgence commence for Day 22!! While this was tricky, when the idea came the depraved grin I had was so wide.😂🤣. After War lost part of his "Arm", he had learned to make his disability his strength by covering it with a giant gauntlet made to crush things. But to receive something as tender as a kiss, something so accepting of what he no longer has....yeah the sheer disbelief renders him silent, too afraid to make the wrong move.

Last but not least is a couple I have not drawn in a while, I really should draw these two more often! Let the angel sin with the beautiful Nephilim lady, and so decided to finally draw Torren and Keres this time for day 23. A kiss anywhere is something cherished, even if on the "Corner" of the lips. Hope ya like and stay tuned!!

Art and characters are mine

Kissartfebruary challenge by @violettenouvel

Andie and Ephraim belong to @coloredgravity

War belongs to Darksiders Franchise

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 1 year

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Part 9 is finished, which officially marks as the last part for Kissartfebruary challenge by @violettenouvel , and so stuck with more Darksiders as the best for last! Had so much fun with these so wanted to thank @coloredgravity for introducing this Art challenge to me, a great opportunity and nice to have an art challenge buddy for it! Hope ya guys like!

First off, Let the cringey self indulgence commence for Day 25! The topic was tricky, so this is what I could come up with. When Siva concieved what was considered impossible, gentle was unfamiliar but also not impossible. Thus "belly" kisses are rare but treasured!

Second, while not my best sketch, this is a cute moment between mother and son for Day 27 so here! The topic was "Leg" and when Siva is dealing with her own injury, Atreyu wants to kiss it better as she would do whenever he got hurt.

And Last, thought it was high time to redraw this Three year old drawing I did (Original is here)

The theme was pretty much "Anything" for Day 28. Had quite a bit of option, but decided to draw my main couple for the last. Since it was anything, chose to draw "Eskimo kisses" because they are just as lovable. Can finally say I finished something sort of on time, thank you guys for dealing with my crazy sketches and hope ya like!

Art and OCS are mine

Kissartfebruary challenge by @violettenouvel

War belongs to Darksiders franchise

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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Playing the first Darksiders game, War is portrayed as this battle hardened badass throughout most of it....only to get bug-napped in the iron canopy. I found it hilarious, I'm sure the watcher would too.😂. My entry for Darksiderstober 2022, Day 21 "Cobwebs", had to do a pic of War in his sticky situation, along with a distressed Siva below wondering how. Both on how to get him down, and how a bunch of mini spider terrors got the drop on him and wrapped him like a burrito. Hilarious indeed, War is not happy about it. Hope ya like, prompts are here , and stay tuned.

Art and Siva are mine

War and Watcher belong to Darksiders universe

Prompts by @another-darksiders-blog

Sponsored by @imagine-darksiders

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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If I lay here….

If I just lay here….

Would you lie with me and just forget the world……

Full picture underneath (Half nudity/18 +ish

Finally finished a little self indulgent pic I have been working on, was inspired by the cover by Tommee Profitt and Fleurie of Chasing Cars. It was perfect for a sleeping human and Nephilim finding solace in each other’s arms. Hard to do size difference, but I love how it came out! Hope ya like and stay tuned!

Art and Siva are mine

War belongs to Darksiders franchise

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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How does War react to fatherhood?

At first....absolute shock. He had no idea two different species were even compatible like that, and even after the initial shock, takes some time to process. Not to say he is not good at adapting, but a revelation of possible father hood is staggering for a Nephilim who has known nothing but combat and bloodshed. Helping bring a new strange life into the world was something even he was not prepared for. Siva, tho despite also disbelieving it, is actually more welcoming to it. While it was a surprise, she is more open to the idea of being a mother even with the child's crazy heritage. After all, no matter how the child came out, it would be hers and War's to care for This openness to it helped War a bit with his stance on the matter, and despite his slight apprehension, her happiness made him more at ease with the idea. At least this his initial reaction at first.

In the first few weeks of her pregnancy, at first he would go off and think by himself. His natural response is to go about it like a strategy, consider the possibilities, think over the possible future for this child and how he would even begin to help care for it. I say help because despite his unease and uncertainty, he is not the type to just leave when things become unclear or overwhelming. He would see it through, and he knows Siva would as well, so he would not leave her in a time where she was vulnerable and carrying out the pregnancy. So after a couple of weeks of mulling it over, he goes to others like his Brothers and sister for advise since he is the youngest and the most inexperienced when it comes to this(Maybe even a select couple of humans for information and expertise on it.). After that, he goes about it as he normally would. Protect the home, make sure to get rid of any threats to them, and just doing what he has always known. Which of course stems from his unsaid fear that if he sticks around too much, he might accidentally hurt her and the child knowing his nature and lifestyle is dangerous. It takes a great deal of convincing and reassurance from mostly Siva, Strife and even Death for him to actually enter her house.

This pregnancy is new to him, but Siva is patient and compassionate to his dilemma of unfamiliarity, so she takes it slow. She starts small, asking him to help her with small things like retrieving some supplies, carrying some heavy stuff as she got further along, and even to help make a room for them. As the possibility of hurting her slightly receded as she reassured him, she got him to a point where she grabbed his intact hand and placed it over her stomach. Feeling the first heartbeat was all it took for War's worries and fears to wash away, even if for a moment. That moment he realized that he had nothing to fear from the child. That new heart beat, War would do anything to protect it, and that he felt a sense of wonder that he gave this new being life instead of taking it.

Thanks for the ask.

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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Do you write fanfiction of your OCs? If so, can we have a taste?

I do. I plan on working on the Full story of Siva sometime in the future detailing her survival through the biblical apocalypse, but I am only working on a one shot for now. It takes place after the end war, maybe a couple months after the events of Darksiders, and it covers about how Siva is coping to a peaceful life, but no human ever comes out unscathed after her experiences. I put the Beginning snippet of it here , but I can share a little more too...

Siva's POV

With a sharp gasp for air, I shot up from my bed with a start, my heart and head pounding against their weak prison of flesh as tried to get oxygen back into my system. Through the ringing in my ears, I could hear a torrent of rain against the window, beating harshly to create a constant patter of sound. I had almost come back to my senses before a sudden flash of white light filled the room, making me tense up and freeze in place. Without even thinking I rolled off the mattress and onto the floor, my feet meeting the ground as my eyes flitted against the illuminated darkness. Where is it?! Where did I-

The shimmer of metal caught my eye, and I made a desperate sprint toward the hammer that rested at the door. I was so close...until the resounding boom of thunder sent a shock throughout my body, making my limbs lock in place. The last thing I registered was my body falling to the floor in an uncoordinated heap of limbs, my head was throbbing, and I couldn't hear anything except the staggering gasps for air as I laid there. The sheer sound of the elements outside sent my mind reeling, my adrenaline was pumping through my veins, and the terror came back in a raging force. All I could manage to do was curl up where I was, clenching my teeth as I felt a phantom pain run through my frame, wheezing as my stomach began to churn in ways I never thought possible. As if my body was preparing for the worst.

I don't know how long I spent on the floor, trying to still my beating heart that seemed to want to escape from my chest. Time spent clutching my gut as if my insides were imploding, while my brain wracked against my skull from all the images burned in my memory forever. The smell of burning flesh, the smoke and rot that permeated in the air with every life lost. The sights of endless bodies littered across the Earth, flesh and blood strewn about, and hopelessness of being the only one......it all came crashing down.

All I seemed to recall doing in that moment was summoning what ever strength I had, and while grabbing Ironbark from it's place, proceeded to drag myself to the only enclosed space I could think of. The storm outside continued to rage, and all I knew was that I need to get as far away from it as possible. Some where quiet and small. Somewhere safe.

Once there, I crawled into the space that was my closet, and there I stayed. Huddled in the corner, my back turned away from the outside world as I leaned against the wall for support. My grip on the hammer had tightened considerably, trying to regain some semblance of composure through the storm raging within. Breath........just breath.......

I tried to make as little noise as possible, keeping my dry sobs to a whisper as I repeated to myself. "It's over now......It's over now.....It's all over now......no need to be afraid...."

It was as if I were in a trance. My every instinct was fighting to stay awake no matter what, even though my mind knew there were no more demons or ghouls. The thunder certainly didn't help, for I seemed stuck to the corner, fearing what I would see if I turned around. The faint noise of heavy footsteps almost escaped me due to the storm overhead. When the lightning passed, I heard it. .

.....Oh god.....I'm gonna die.

The thought came without warning, and before I knew it, my entire being tensed uncomfortably as a sense of dread over took my mind. I wanted to fight it, whatever had just entered my home, but I couldn't move. I was too scared, and i felt as if I was caught at my weakest. I shut my eyes in resignation as the footfalls got closer, but when I felt the presence right behind me, I also registered something else.

The sound of heavy armor clinking against itself echoed in the darkness, heavy steps that stopped right at the door, followed by a scent. That familiar scent that I faintly could recall. While not as tinged with foul blood and smoke from before, the smell of iron, leather and the earth filled the small space. It was so strong that it began to draw me from my forced trance, but I dared not move until I was absolutely sure. Then after a moment of eerie silence, the familiar deep voice rose above the thunder.

"Siva?"

.......War?

My intial surprise was overtaken once more by the lightning strike outside, letting out a small whimper as I burrowed my face into the corner. Even as the thunder passed, I could not muster the courage nor the strength to answer back, too focused on trying to calm myself down. How is he here....and how did he get in? When I heard nothing, I tried to brush it off. Maybe the lack of sleep is making me imagine it......do I really miss him that much, that I think I-

"If you do not answer, I will break this door like the other.".

.....That explains how he got in....and proves he's.....real.

Clearing my throat, my voice wavered from the closet corner as I replied in haste. "I'm fine- just uhhh......resting?"

For a mere moment, a quiet energy hung in the air like a heavy mist. It was almost suffocating, and as I took a faint breathe to quiet my mind, the doorknob to the closet began to shake. I only watched as it turned one way then the other, and with uncharacteristic care, the large nephilim opened it as he poked his head in. Even with the darkness, his brilliant gaze lit up the small space, his eyes trained on my form as he looked to me for confirmation. I stared back with weary eyes. ".......Hi big guy."

Hope ya like, and would love feedback cuz it's still a work in progress.

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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Does Siva have children?

Later along the line, she does have one. Key word, just one. She had enough trouble carrying a half breed for 9 ish months, and didn't want anymore after. She names him Atreyu. She loves him dearly, no matter how much of a trouble magnet he can be sometimes. Not on purpose, he's just extremely curious and his fear instinct is non-existent. He chills out as he gets older.

As a kid

(Gotta redraw)

As an adult (WIP)

Thanks for the ask!

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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.....So @coloredgravity introduced me to capcut....here's some more Darksiders self indulgence

( Apologies for the shitty quality, it's 480 pixels and the original is a huge file)

Credits

Song: Chasing Cars (Tomee Profitt ft Fleurie)

Art and Siva are mine

War belongs to Darksiders Franchise

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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Darksiders Fanfic: WIP snippet

On and off have been working on a Darksiders one shot, ft War and my OC Siva. Super indulgent, extra angsty, and feel free to give me feedback!

Stormy Nights, Restless Dreams

Siva's POV

I've always had trouble sleeping.

Even before the apocalypse, nights were riddled with restless thoughts, finding a better sleeping position, and just doing whatever I could to get rest. I guess one would think it gave me an advantage. Surviving through what once was Earth, becoming a wasteland full of monstrous demons and riddled with danger; sleep was a rare luxury that I grew used to not having. But unlike before, the apocalypse......made me actually fear sleeping.

After the falling out with Vulgrim and having no access to the serpent holes at the time, I was left to wander the ruined city once more. I had no giant tree to take refuge in, or even a fancy void to hide in. I was entirely...on my own. I was always on the move, never staying in one place for fear that I would be found, by demon or what used to be human. The need to sleep was replaced by the need to stay alive.

Which would explain this very moment.

The War had ended. Humanity, the Makers, and the Horsemen. We were victorious. Against all the odds; we had finally won. For the first time in a long time, secured a period of peace. Its been a couple of months since then.....and they have been hectic yet refreshing all the same. Months spent trying to rebuild what was lost, on a world that has now started to bring life after a century of devastation. Months of hard work trying to build back the community by helping one another; it was like an impossible dream that became reality.

On this particular night, I had gotten back from the Maker's realm after discussing trades and a group of humans to stay there to help with the process. As much as I wanted to stay with the makers, I felt a longing to go back home. Home.....that's something I still have to get used to saying.

One of the things I had to adjust to besides the paranoia and urge to keep preserving all my food....was the absence of the four who had helped make this peace possible. The nephilim that turned the tide and help humanity to achieve this, had been off the grid for about a month now. They all had their own matters to settle with the abolition of the charred Council, and the empty seats between heaven and hell left a vacuum of power Imbalance. A great deal of change came about, and while I knew this was important for humanity's future, I couldn't help but feel an emptiness.

It was safe to say that after all we had been through, I knew the four well. We had fought side by side in the end times, the unity of human and nephilim being a force that even Lucifer himself had come to fear. But their prolonged absence reminded me of just how different we really were. They were beings of greater power and purpose, and thus had bigger issues to deal with besides the revival of Earth. I knew this, but by being alone once more, I realized something else. For the first time in a long time, I felt a longing. A longing to see them once more, or at least know if they were alright, I wasn't sure. But I knew I missed one in particular.

"Hope your fine.....wherever you are Big guy.". I muttered under my breathe, a whisper only I could hear.

Within the walls of the home I built with my own hands, taking a long bath to relax and enjoy a once lost luxury, it was a peaceful evening. The wind blew against the windowsills, and I could feel a pressure in the air as I prepared to leave the bathroom. While humanity has been rediscovering our lost technology, the news forecast is one of those things that is a last priority. But after a century without a televised forecast, one learns how to tell the weather.

That sudden wind......probably gonna rain tonight.

I had almost forgotten what rain was like. Not the acidic type that was common during the Apocalypse, but actual water from the sky that wasn't polluted by smog and fire. I was tempted to go out there and feel it for the first time, but the cautionary voice in my head pulled at me incessantly, and I settled on just heading to bed. Besides, I don't wanna remember how pneumonia is like....best save it for another time. Those thoughts gave me a good enough excuse, and I weaved through the hallways towards the bedroom.

For the two months since I've built this home, call it the sense of excitement and comfort, but I found that while there was some resistance, I have actually been sleeping. I mean at first it took some getting used to the mattress, being content on the hard wood floor for the first couple of weeks. After a while though of back pain and the desire for the comforter, I had to train my body to get used to it once more. It definitely beats the rocks I've slept on before. So after tucking myself in, I thought it'd be no different. With the wind blowing outside, and a gentle rumble in the distance, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. Before I knew it, that familiar sense of floating came and lulled me into the darkness of sleep.

Until I wasn't. Then I felt like I was falling.

Hope ya like, and don't be afraid to give me feedback on my overly detailed writing style!

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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Sounds like Atlas was a handful! Any notable incidents?

So there is actually a distinction with Atreyu's knack for trouble. It's not that he constantly seeks it out or does it on purpose, it's purely accidentally and it is terrifying for Siva because it is unpredictable. Siva is not a helicopter mom, but it has crossed her mind multiple times to wrap him in bubble wrap. Because the kind of trouble he gets in is not the kind that puts other people at risk or in danger, it's the kind that mostly puts himself in danger and maybe the occasional property damage. As I said he's too curious for his own good and fears nothing, his attitude is has a smile on his face as he's going on his little adventures, even if it means it's off a cliff. It's fun, and terrifying. Thankfully War or one of his brothers and sister help rein it in, but he's Young, naive, and he has a crap load of energy considering his lineage. A small body but a powerhouse.

So besides the couple instances of exploring where he shouldn't, playing with animals or bugs he shouldn't (he is extremely lucky that the spiders he messed with hadn't bit him by the time one of his parents saw), or due to his heart of gold, believes what he is doing is best. There was that one instance where he freed all the chickens and goats in his grandfather's farm because he found out that he keeps them there to one day eat. He claimed that they must be free, and while adorable was a mess. But the most notable was when he was like 9 ish.

So Siva took him to the Makers Realm for a week long visit. It was technically his first time there, as he was only a baby the first visit. Now that he is able to run, the first thing he did was explore. Siva only turned away for 10 seconds but he was already gone by the time they made it to the Forge. War wasn't there, so she was absolutely frantic. An hour later a maker saw him on the outskirts climbing some trees, but by the time she got there, he was still climbing...... It just wasn't a tree. Out of all the things to explore, he decides to investigate the biggest, tallest thing there.....the Guardian. The guardian was sleeping at that moment, and Atreyu had already made his way to it's shoulder. Atreyu also does not fear heights, and saw nothing wrong....but Siva while trying to keep calm was freaking out. The worst timing was that when he was calling out to her, the guardian decided to wake up. He almost fell off, but luckily was caught in one of it's hands. For the first time in ever, Siva nearly fainted. She was glad that he was okay in the end, but after that instance she had a long talk with him about wandering and communication first before seeking out danger. 🤣😂

Thanks for the ask.

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proxis-shattered-expectations · 2 years

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Do your OCs ever settle down after their main conflict is resolved? Where do they go?

For sure, here's a summary.

So after humanity comes back and the Earth is returning back to it's former glory after driving demons and other enemies away, Siva is helping however she can. Whether it be building houses and structures, discussing trade with the allied realms such as the Maker realm and a thin trust with some Angels, the first year of peace she is busy. Afterwards she sets to building her own home in the wilderness, with the help of her revived family and Ulthane, even after all he's done to help Humanity he still feels indebted to help. She built it away from the main human civilization, finding the Solitude familiar as she had grown used to it over the years, but not before traveling around a bit. Even in her seclusion, she gets visits time to time from either War, his brothers and sister, and even the occasional maker or demon. She enjoys the peace and quiet, with her loved ones and those she has come to love, even one day having her own family.

As for Keres and Torren, after the initial conflict is over, they do reunite. And not wanting to waste any more time than they already had, had a proper bonding ceremony. After a couple years of helping Humanity get back on its feet (Keres helped reunite families and organize the laws, Torren helped recover human knowledge and lost texts acting as an ambassador) they disappeared together. Some say they travelled the universe together, finding new world's and spending their long life with one another. Some say they have found their own home away from heaven and hell, where they can live peacefully. Only few know their whereabouts, and they intend to keep it that way.

Ritava eventually gets her original body back, as well as her power and influence. With Lucifer gone and most of his supporters dissolved, she works to bring some semblance of order back to Hell as one of the new demon lords. Gaining experience from her years as an imp, she is significantly more humble, and more shockingly so more willing to work with Samael and the horsemen as they want to avoid another apocalypse. She even makes efforts to not get involved with human affairs and even somewhat amiable with certain angels. Though not to the point of friendliness.

Thanks for the ask.

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