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toxicsludgeyaoi · 5 months

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Toxic Sludge Yaoi Tournament: Rhack (Borderlands) Vs Dirkjake (Homestuck)

(Vote for whichever you like more.)

Propaganda under the cut. Note: spoilers for these medias may be below.

Rhack propaganda

"Rhys idolized the man that Jack once was, and when he accidentally uploaded an AI of Jack into his own brain, and that Jack AI realized that Rhys idolizes him, he used that to his advantage to manipulate and exploit Rhys and made him betray all his friends. Also Jack had a whole plan to cut Rhys open and install a metal skeleton inside him so he could literally live inside and pilot his super sexy body."

Dirkjake propaganda

"they are the definition of autism to autism miscommunication. neither of them want to actually be in a relationship with each other yet they stay together. because they're all either of them has ever known."

"Dirk and Jake date for like five months and then they break up because Dirk was too clingly and Jake was too ignoring everyone. They break up while Jake is doing drugs and saying he's going to marry two of their other friends and have a million babies. They talk on screen one time in canon and it's them breaking up. Dirk also made a robot that beats up Jake."

#tournament #toxic yaoi #proship safe #proship tournament #proship #anti anti #polls #toxicsludgeyaoitournament #rhys #rhys x handsome jack #rhack #borderlands #dirkjake #homestuck #dirk strider #jake english #dirk x jake

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paprikaries · 1 year

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_Tales from the Ducklands_

Fanart: H. Jack / Rhys (Borderlands franchise)

Duck version_ I was thinking that it would have been cool to change this drawing a bit. I feel much more like it’s really finished now. While we’re at it, have you guys ever noticed that in “Tales from the Borderlands” sometimes Handsome Jack looks shorter than Rhys? I remember I initially thought that Rhys was taller than Jack.That’s why in this drawing they aren’t so different. Probably the animators just used to place Jack’s model in a wrong way, causing him to lower down into the floor. I suppose that they did that to fit him perfectly into the shot because he’s taller than Rhys. 🤔

#CrossOver #rhack #rhack tftbl #Handsome Jack #rhys x handsome jack #rhys borderlands #Rhys the Company man #rhys tftbl #ducktales #Tales from the Borderlands #Rhys the CEO #rhys atlas #handsome jack borderlands #jack hyperion #borderlands #borderlands 2 #borderlands 3 #borderlands fandom #Fanart

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klaussicarus · 6 months

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Welcome to the most self indulgent Alenoah crossover AU!!!

Tales From The Total Drama Borderlands.

Part 1/2/3

Obviously the main two have got to be Alejandro and Noah as Handsome Jack and Rhys! I originally just made these two as a one off silly edit, then I got the Brainworm TM.

Then Emma as Fiona, the more responsible older sister with a playful rivalry with Noah, and Kitty as Sasha, the younger sister who's honestly just here to have fun!

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daddyanubi · 12 days

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For his own safety really… 🤷‍♂️👀

#rhack #rhys strongfork #borderlands #handsome jack #jack x rhys #borderlands fanart #rhack tftbl #rhys tftbl #tftbl #meme art

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sanzosin · 3 months

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Hello!

I saw your prompt list for touching and how can I resist asking for some Rhyiona goodness. The temptation is too much! 🤭

If you are so inclined, I was thinking either

12. Pushing a strand of hair behind their ear

24. Whispering in the other's ear, lips touching the skin

I utilize these both A LOT when I'm writing for these two. 😆 It would be lovely to see how you interpret it. 😍😍😍

Thank you, Sanzo! You're the greatest of all time! I adore you! ♥️♥️♥️

Some Warmup before commissions! :D

#handsome jack #borderlands #nisha kadam #jack x nisha #rhys strongfork #fiona the con artist #rhyiona

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legendaryskeletonpicklewolf · 1 year

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"If u blame Lilith for handsome jack wanting to kill her then just say u hate women"....be so fucking for real. Lilith for no reason literally burned his face off and i bet he was in tremendous pain..she had no reason to do that ,the only reason she may have had was that MAYBE moxxi told her to.Also she didn't even know about him he was a low-level engineer on HELIOS not on pandora..so for people saying that and agreeing with it your stupid and u just want a reason to hate people. I personally love both men and women but I even see how much bullshit that is.

#borderlands #handsome jack #borderlands 2 #borderlands 3 #tales from the borderlands #borderland pre sequel #rhys strongfork #tftbl #borderlands pre sequel #handsome jack x reader #lilith borderlands #lilith the siren

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thissharktypes · 8 months

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Into the Border-verse: 3

3 - Sparking up a friendship

You’re pulled from your dreams by humming and quiet clattering behind you. Sitting up you groggily rub the gunk from your eyes and yawn, arms stretching high above you, fully regretting your choice to sleep on the floor. “Well hello there sleepyhead!” You turn to see Jack rummaging around on your bed, picking up random things you had in your backpack “There’s breakfast on the counter for you princess.” He motions towards the kitchenette where a spread of food catches your attention. Your stomach growls harshly, reminding you of just how long it had been since you ate. Trudging over to a chair, dragging the blanket with you, you pile a bit of everything on your plate, fork in hand you happily munch on new and familiar foods. Pancakes, yes, weird shiny fruit, no, red squishy thing, yes, blue hard thing, no. You rank each item in your head as you slowly try bites here and there, every once in awhile glancing over at Jack who was now sprawled out on your bed flicking through a book you had stuffed in your bag months ago and forgotten about “It’s a smutty book.” You say through a mouthful of something similar to a biscuit, Jack looks over at you, an eyebrow raised so high it almost touches his hairline “Why read it when you can just go out and get it.” he groans and tosses the book down. Pink slowly creeps up your neck and cheeks so you duck your head down and focus on the food. Jack lets out a soft “Oh?” and you feel his hand gliding through your hair “I know that flustered look,” he smirks, pearly white teeth distracting you momentarily “Somebody hasn’t gotten laid in awhile~” his voice pitches up, practically singing his mockery. You shrink into your blanket, food now ignored as your face heats up even more, Jacks giggling cuts off “Wait a minute.” he grabs your face and forces you to face him, your eyes looking everywhere but his “Look at me babydoll.” you swallow, the last of your food almost getting caught as you finally make eye contact. His eyes slowly scan your face, your shaking hands, your leg bouncing nervously “You’re a virgin!” he gasps “Virginity is a social construct, it doesn’t exist.” you roll your eyes, trying to mask your nervousness “ Mmhmm, whatever, I’m just saying,” he leans in closer “Nobody’s ever dipped inside your honey pot.” whatever amount of nervousness disappears and you fake gag “Never say that again.” you pull away, gathering your blanket dramatically “Absolutely disgusting way to say that.” you huff, shoving your pile of stuff to the side so you could sit on the bed “Alright, I’ll rephrase,” he holds up his hands in surrender “Nobodies ever fucked your pus-” he’s cut off as a pillow sails through the air, hitting him square in the face.

You freeze, momentarily forgetting that he was in fact, Handsome Jack, the murderous, serious anger issues and easily pissed off, Handsome Jack. Fear contorts your face and you shift backwards, poised to run. Jack stares at the pillow on the ground “Did you just throw a pillow at me?” he finally looks back at you, taking in your position, like a terrified gazel being spotted by a lion, you dart away, blanket dropping behind you as you shove the door open and book it down the hallway, not even risking facing his wrath. Your heart pounds as you slip on the smooth floors, socks barely giving you traction as you dip around a corner and see an open office, the lights off you can only hope there’s nobody inside as you slide in the room looking for somewhere to hide as angry footsteps come closer. You squeeze yourself inside an empty cabinet, the smell of must papers filling your nose as you pull the door shut.

You swear he can hear your heavy breathing so you clamp your hand over your mouth and squeeze your eyes shut, willing yourself to not cry. Heavy footsteps trail into the room and you shake, so afraid of the outcome of your stupid lack of impulse control. Hinges creak but you refuse to open your eyes, hoping and praying to every deity you could think of that it wasn’t your cabinet that he opened. A soft sigh, followed by shifting, a shoe squeaks against the floor “You can come out little one.” you whimper, eyes finally opening and seeing a frowning Jack bent down in front of you, shaking, glossy eyed and trembling lips, you crawl out from your hiding spot, keeping your eyes on the ground, not wanting to face the end of your very short life.

A hand slowly comes into view “As much as I’d like to have you on your knees for me, this isn’t what I’d be into pumpkin.” His voice is surprisingly soft and you hesitantly look up at him. Though a frown tugs his eyebrow down in and intimidating expression, there's a flash of kindness in his eyes. You look down at his waiting hand and back up to his face two more times before finally grasping it so he can pull you up.

#handsome jackpot #handsome jack x reader #borderlands handsome jack #timothy lawrence x reader #timothy lawrence #borderlands x reader #y/n #y/n reader #borderlands #borderlands 2 #handsome jack #rhys strongfork #tales from the borderlands #tftbl

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handsometheo · 2 years

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Can I ask for some yandere handsome jack headcannons?

ABSOLUTELY YOU CAN!!

Yandere Handsome Jack Headcanons

Not my gif

Pairing: Handsome Jack x Gn! reader

Reader pronouns used: They/Them/Their's

Warnings: Anything you would expect in Borderlands, Obsessive Behaviour, unhealthy relationship

Summary: take a hint (sorry if that sounds rude)

THIS IS KINDA SHORT AND I'M SORRY 💜💜

Mf does not let you go anywhere by yourself

Either he needs to be there or you have to literally be carried by a Loader bot.

No you may not walk by yourself.

If you were to walk on the floor, he demands that everyone practically worship it for their own wellbeing

literally had a whole line of Loader bots made specifically just to protect you.

If anybody were to threaten you, they're gone within seconds

A personal kill by Jack, since we know that he has to avenge his loved ones.

If you didn't already pick up on it, he surprisingly does let you walk around Helios freely.

You have access to anywhere he can go, and that's everywhere!

You are not allowed to leave though. So don't try it

He has cameras warching at all times, and I mean all times.

He has a high sexual drive but if you don't want it, he won't force himself on you. So that's at least cool of him

He loves showing you his affections however

You could literally be splayed out over the couch, with arms everywhere and saliva slightly slipping from your lips, and this man would think you're the most mind blowingly wonderful creature to exist. (him being a close second)

That's right, The Handsome Jack puts his s/o over himself.

Angel and you, when Angel is alive you are the only one he is willing to take to see her.

She understands you completely and in fact is so happy to have someone that also gets her.

When she's gone, it's different and you don't have anyone to vent to when things get to be too much

Jack cut off all contact with your friends and family a long time ago.

The loaders obviously tell Jack everything that happens if he isn't watching through the cameras on them

You can buy anything you want, I mean I could totally see Jack buying Butt Stallion for you

He never takes his anger out on you

Even when he's frustrated with you, he could never blame you. You're just confused. Of course you want to be with him.

Who could you possibly leave him for?

This man never received enough affection as a child so now he's clingy af

His childhood was probably the cause of the behaviour in the first place

Needs you to hold him

Stroke his hair

Tell him he's still handsome, he's not ugly, he's not a monster

He also loves to just sit and hold you. no sexual innuendos, no flirting, just Jack and his s/o embracing eachother.

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rin-bellatrix · 1 year

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Smitten

"It might not be the right time. I might not be the right one. But there's something about us I want to say. 'Cause there's something between us anyway." - Daft Punk

Rhys recovers his lost boot from the con woman with a ruby smile, and as she teases him about his fashion, he's struck with the realization that she's actually kind of fun. And pretty... Really pretty.

Written for @admiralsweko bc it's her bday today - HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWE~!! 🥳🎉🎂🍾🎁🎈💕✨

Header art by ourwarbird (deactivated 🕊)

Lace divider from this post. Pixel heart dividers from this post. White dot divider from this post. Reblog and feedback divider from this post.

Written because inspiration struck due to the pic below that came from a post that Sweko had reblogged for another of her otps

Enjoy! 💙❤

Through the cracked windshield of the caravan, the barren, desolate plains of Pandora's vast desert rushed by and Rhys was at least a little bit grateful that he and Vaughn weren't making this journey on foot. And also, not alone.

The sound of easy conversation carried over to him from somewhere in the back of the vehicle, words lost on his idle mind but the calm tone was enough to keep him from worrying. At least they were all past the point of trying to kill each other. Even Athena wasn't so scary after a few board games to pass the time. (She was still scary, just on a lesser scale. Not that Rhys would ever say that to her face.)

For now, the sandy scenery whizzed by and out of sight of his peripheral. Honestly speaking, driving through a path that looked the same as it did the last hour and the hour before was driving the company man to boredom. There was only one seat up front and therefore only a need for one person. He was alone while everyone else socialized behind him.

Even Jack was quiet, laying low because he didn't want to draw Athena's attention to the fact that maybe he wasn't as gone as she would've liked. So Rhys was left in solitude, watching dunes and skag dens and occasional rakks above passing by for the nth time.

He huffed a drawn out sigh, settling his chin into the cradle of his propped up hand as the other remained steady on the curve of the steering wheel. He was fighting back a yawn when something heavy was tossed at him from the edge of his vision.

The sudden movement and weight of the unknown object hitting his chest and falling into his lap made him shoot to full alertness, his foot automatically easing down on the brakes as he glanced down to see what had struck him. It took a second, but the sleek design of expensive rakk leather made him recognize his own heeled boot, the one he had lost when he flew out of the caravan.

Confusion caused him to look up and over, his wandering gaze landing immediately on the con woman who was leaning casually against the dash. She pretended indifference to his obvious stare, until she happened to glance his way and caught his eye. She flashed him a cheeky grin and it was the first time she had ever smiled at him.

She was... Really pretty, actually...

Dismissing that thought immediately because - where had that come from (and what good could acknowledging this do?), he picked up his displaced shoe and the memory of being ripped from the relative safety of a moving vehicle came to mind. How he felt for just a moment, completely weightless, like when he and his best friend had left Helios and had breached the stratosphere of this planet, recalling the odd feeling of zero gravity that made his stomach lurch.

He was abruptly caught, Fiona's grip around his ankle the only thing keeping both Hyperion men from getting swallowed up by the desert. He counted himself lucky, until he could feel his heel easing out of his boot. The only connection he had to Fiona's desperate grasp was slipping away and there was nothing either of them could do. He remembered in that moment, that she had risked her own life by abandoning her secure grip to reach out to help these two men who she didn't know and didn't trust. The strength of her hold around his foot was fresh in his mind, the effort she made to keep them from the maw of the wastelands.

Sure, securing the two men from Helios meant securing whatever awaited them at Old Haven, but it had happened so fast, he doubted she had time to think about it that way. She had just acted on instinct. Well, at least that's what he thought. Fiona was just as much of an enigma as he was to her. Probably.

Quickly eyeing the landscape ahead of the caravan for any kind of obstructions, the company man slid his heterochromatic eyes over to the grifter by his side, raising a curious brow in silent inquiry.

She shrugged, looking down and off to the side, not meeting his questioning gaze as she answered, "Can't have you trekking across Pandora with only one shoe on. Figured I'd do you a favor and return your ugly footwear."

He was tempted to retort with a lecture on fashion and style, but a smile still played about her lips and he decided that he'd take the ribbing for what it was - a playful jab rather than a hurtful insult. Scoffing, he lowered his boot down to the floor so he could work his foot inside, returning his attention to the path before him as he shimmied his socked foot into the recess.

"Too bad for you, if you would've held onto it, you could've sold it for a decent profit. The high quality of this rakk leather is obviously lost on you though, what a shame."

Now it was her turn to scoff, the light huffing sound making a smile kick up at the corners of his mouth in anticipation of what she'd say in response. "I see you Hyperion snobs think too little of us down here - we might be desperate for quality goods, but I don't think a foul smelling fashion faux pas is gonna be doing anyone any favors. At least anyone with actual taste."

Said Hyperion snob grinned, shifting restlessly his seat at the first easy conversation that he'd had with this woman since he laid eyes on her. Bickering over nonsense with this pretty Pandoran native was actually kind of exciting. "And I'd like to thank you for confirming that no one on this rocky junk heap has any sense of taste. I had always assumed, but it's good to finally have it confirmed."

"Yeah, I don't think that's as much of an insult as you think it is, considering the situation you've got going on with that red strip of fabric."

"You mean my tie?" He subconsciously ran his mechanical hand down the length of the tie, genuinely wondering what she had an issue with.

"Oh, is that what that's supposed to be? How unfortunate." She twisted her face into a slight grimace, further provoking him in this little verbal game of theirs.

"I'll have you know that this is the latest in fashion amongst the elite on Helios."

"So you say. Is it... Tucked into your pants? Serious question here."

The young manager rolled his eyes, but couldn't argue further because... Yes his tie was tucked into his pants. It was a fashion statement! He shook his head, glowering at her from the corner of his ECHO eye. "Is this all you came up here for, to question my impeccable sense of style? Don't you have candy to steal from a baby or something?"

Fiona's face shifted into one of overly shocked dismay, a hand fluttering delicately to her chest in a show of being offended. "Well the only baby I see nearby is behind the wheel right now. As a true professional, I wouldn't take this time to rob you - could be dangerous to hinder your driving."

Rhys fought another grin, enjoying their banter even though he was obviously on the defense - and losing. But he had never had the chance to talk to Fiona one on one and he found he quite liked her taunting smile and jeering words. Her light green eyes were sharp, watching him carefully and he had no doubt that she had already pinpointed the locations of every single one of his pockets. She reached out to him suddenly and he wondered if she was gonna poke around said pockets now.

But her hand landed on his shoulder very briefly, patting him as she said, "Whenever you get tired of driving, let me know and I'll take over. Until then, try not to drive us off a cliff, Hyperion." She turned and sauntered away, and he found his gaze locked on her retreating back.

Was it strange that her sudden absence made him yearn for her to return to his side, to continue trading barbs and playful smiles?

Yeah, that was weird. He barely knew the woman and could count the positive experiences with her on one hand. But she left to join her sister, the sound of her voice in the distance catching his ear.

He lifted his eyes to the rear view mirror, in the hope of catching a discreet glance of her. Instead he was met with a pixelated face of blue staring back at him through the reflection. The sight of Jack made him jump, but thankfully it wasn't enough to affect his driving or draw attention.

"Ooh, somebody's got a little crush~" Teased the voice of his mentor, ringing in his ears and his ears only. "Not a bad pick either, Hat Chick is smokin'." A burst of digital blue particles manifested over the caravan's dash, solidifying as a projection of Jack laid out on his side, head propped up on one fist as he faced Rhys. "You know... If you hook up with her, you'd be doing both of us a favor." His former boss waggled his eyebrows, his expression alluding to deviant implications.

Rhys rolled his eyes, adjusting his grip on the steering wheel as a way to keep himself centered and calm. "Not gonna happen," he muttered, purposefully keeping his voice low as to not draw attention to the seemingly one-sided conversation that he was having with his dead employer's digital ghost.

"Ahh you're no fun! Just think about it-" Jack's sapphire smile glowed as he spead his hands out above him. "Me and her. I guess you'd have to be there too since, ya know-" His pixelated image collapsed and reformed to Rhys' other side, demonstrating his intangible state. "Don't really have a body at this point- but eh, we'll make it work. Anyway, we get her all hot and bothered right? And-"

"Look," the younger man interrupted, glancing once again at the rear view mirror but this time to make sure no one was overhearing his words. "It's not like that between us. I'm pretty sure she thinks I'm a total loser or something-"

"Not surprising."

"......And anyway... You're not her type. So there."

"Oh sweet cheeks, have you seen me? I'm everybody's type! If I were here in the flesh, Hat Chick would be on her knees begging for a scrap of my attention. Like, hello? Check this out!"

Hyperion's former CEO materialized in Rhys' direct line of sight, his azure image staring down at his cranial companion in what Rhys assumed was supposed to be a... "Sexy" stare?

"GOD I'm hot - it's honestly ridiculous how good-looking I am! They don't call me Handsome Jack for nothing kiddo. In fact, I was the winner of Garza Magazine's 'Top 100 Sexiest CEOs in the Galaxy', and there was also the award for-"

If Rhys rolled his eyes any harder than he was right now, he was sure they'd roll right out of his head.

Since becoming tethered to this man's coded reconstruction of his personality, the young manager wondered how he had ever spent so long admiring this narcissist whose blue visage was currently ranting about his looks and...sex appeal...? If Rhys, who had once idolized his former boss, was losing his hero worship more and more while in his company, then he knew Fiona wouldn't even glance his way.

Well, unless it was to put a bullet between his eyes. But the notion was inconceivable anyway; his ex-boss was long dead and his former employee was the only one who could see and talk to his digitized remains. So the thought of Jack and Fiona ever interacting was something he'd never have to worry about.

"Hey shit for brains, you hear me?"

Jack tapped Rhys on his temple port and it sent an electric zing coursing through his nerve endings. He stifled a yelp but couldn't help the knee-jerk reaction of his hands twitching along the steering wheel, sending the caravan into a sharp swerve until he quickly righted himself.

A chorus of complaints and questions sounded off from behind him and he immediately replied with "Sorry, sorry! There was a, uh. A baby skag in the way and I just didn't wanna hit it."

He nervously gulped and could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Glancing up, Athena's irritated gaze met his in the mirror and he felt his left hand begin to sweat. Redirecting his sight to the land ahead, he tried to focus on looking as inconspicuous as he could, given the circumstances.

"Oh, that was great! Your face - you- you should've seen your face!" Jack cackled, floating in mid-air as he clutched his sides in amusement.

The Hyperion employee felt his aggravation build, furrowing his brow as he tightened his grip over the steering wheel. Just as he opened his mouth to snap back, a small hand clapped onto his shoulder.

"Okay Rhys, I think that's enough driving for today," came Fiona's voice from over his shoulder. "Let me have the wheel, you can go rest and leave the baby skags to me. I think I know how to avoid them a bit better than you."

Rhys peered up at her as he eased down on the brakes, trying to gauge her reaction, but she ushered him quickly out of the seat. He felt her body slide in behind him as he was stepping off to the side, turning to face her as she settled into the driver's seat and adjusted it to fit her shorter legs. Her eyes were set ahead of her, but she spared him a brief glance, giving his tall body a quick up and down before returning her focus to the road.

"Sasha's making something for lunch, grab yourself a plate if you're feeling a little drained." Her words hinted at a sympathetic nature, but she must've caught herself being too soft on him because she continued. "We need everyone at their best if we're gonna secure Gortys' next piece, alright? We've got the opportunity of a lifetime here, Rhys. We can't mess this up."

Feeling a little embarrassed that he was basically kicked from driving duty, along with her reminding him of what was at stake, Rhys kind of nodded and mumbled a vague agreement as he rubbed the back of his neck. Not knowing what else to do when Fiona quieted and returned her full focus on the road while he just stood there awkwardly, he turned and shuffled down the stairs towards the cabin.

"And don't forget to save me a plate!" She called, and he turned to look at her before joining the others.

From this angle, he could see a little bit of her profile, watching silently as she reached up and adjusted her hat, before brushing her hair away from her face. She placed her hand back along the curve of the steering wheel and her turquoise nail polish glinted when caught in the sunlight.

He felt a new emotion wanting to bloom, but before he could examine it for what it was, Hyperion's ghost rematerialized in front of him, casting the back of the con woman in hues of blue. The fact that Rhys could see Fiona through Jack's body was unnerving and unpleasant, and it caused him to frown as his raised his eyes to meet the stare of his dead boss.

"Hey, kiddo. In all seriousness, don't let this little thing between you and this Pandoran savage get between us and our big plans, okay? That vault and everything in it is ours, as long as you and your dick don't fuck this up for us."

The company man broke his intense gaze, turning away from his mentor and towards the others gathered by the kitchen area in the caravan. "Yeah, whatever you say, Jack." The words carried no conviction, and Rhys doubted that this would be the last that he hears of it.

But he was honestly tired of the cobalt corpse floating in his field of vision whenever he deemed to "grace" the young manager with his presence. Right now all Rhys wanted to be concerned with is getting some hot food in his belly, and being the one to bring Fiona her plate as an excuse to engage with her more.

Perhaps she'd thank him and flash him another smile. Now that... That would be nice.

Happy birthday Sweko, I hope you have a beautiful day~! 🥰💕

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#rhyiona #rhys strongfork #rhys the company man #fiona borderlands #fiona the con artist #rhys x fiona #handsome jack #handsome jack ai #borderlands #tales from the borderlands #tftbl #rin's fic

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toxicsludgeyaoi · 7 months

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Toxic Sludge Yaoi Tournament: Rhack (Borderlands) Vs Makoyomi (Master Detective Archives: Raincode)

(Vote for whichever you like more.)

Propaganda under cut. Note: spoilers for these medias may be below.

Rhack propaganda

Makoyomi propaganda

"They have. 4D chess mind hate sex 24/7. They want each other dead. They also have silly passive aggressive banter. Makoto probably calls Yomi every morning to ask what mask he should wear. Yomi regularly calls Makoto "masked freak" and "balloon boy". It's sympathetic villain vs cartoonishly evil villain. Literally they're everything!!! To me!!!!!"

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klaussicarus · 7 months

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Saw possibly the worst comment ever while scrolling the Alenoah tag and unfortunately may have been inspired (by the brainrot.)

The most duo ever.

And a grievous return to my roots.

And the comment that started it all. I tried to find it again to reply to it but I think the person deleted it? But anyways yeah. Major respect for taking that first leap to be unhinged and bringing me back to my 2018 Borderlands obsession.

Sketch and Alt. under the cut.

The ugly ass initial sketches and the fully colored-in Handsome Jack before I realized he looked way better in his hologram form and did it over. Don't you love art? : )