Just keeping my brain (vaguely) functional by pouring Borderlands stuff into my eyes and ears.
Just keeping my brain (vaguely) functional by pouring Borderlands stuff into my eyes and ears.
If I’m screwing around sketching stuff or playing Borderlands, I don’t have to deal with real life. That’s the law!
I always feel extra bad for Rhys in the Rule Hyperion branch, when he puts out his hand towards that shiny endoskeleton like all his birthdays have suddenly come at once…then realises Jack is just planning an epic songvid for Army of Me.
I don’t personally ship Rhys and Sasha, but I definitely feel there’s a universe where they make sweet, sweet weaponry together and name their firstborn sniper rifle LoaderBot.
Still drawing stuff, apparently. Not going to question this, nope.
When coming across an omega!Jack fic on AO3:
Author: *takes breath, cracks knuckles, and prepares to explain sexual worldbuilding, corporate sexual politics, and just lots more sex generally*
Me: OK, so I’m seeing a sixty foot pregnant statue dual-wielding handguns and babies, and standing atop a pile of his dead and dying enemies.
File under ‘stuff that seemed like a great idea to knock into shape at 3am when you’re wide awake with a fever, and which you still post because of course you do.’
Six posts in and we’re already into mpreg giant statues of planetary dictators. At least I’m keeping busy, eh?
TFW you are both 100% commited to Janey/Athena, but you are also playing as Captain and Professor Smooth aka Athena and Timothy.
FOOLPROOF MASTER PLAN:
ACTUAL SCENES FROM LIFE :
From the department of ‘always saving Yvette.’
This situation is fine, Rhys. 100% fine. Total fine-ness confirmed. Things that are totally fine: 1) This.
(Image that was supposed to be the second-to-last panel in a comic, but I went off the rails and made this multicoloured thing instead. Please feel free to supply your own dick joke to replace the one that is missing from this image.)
Lunch break AU doodles from the other day. Surely it is possible for a guy and a handsome and/or homicidal space station to break up without anyone getting smeared over a planet?
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For some reason, here is a picture of Jack using Rhys’s arm to show Nisha a picture of Vaughan’s abs.
(Top Tip: Also remember to always end up with a person drawn partially back to front but standing on an object you can’t flip, like say a hand.)
A little late-night pic for @elsublog, who not only puts up with my random Borderlands obsession, but is a selfless provider of revives and surprise photos of my digi-Jacks cuddling eachother. ❤
I made a new version of my icon for this side-blog. As you can see, it is really tasteful.