For your Borderlands x Reader needs!

Siren, 20, She/Her, Mordecai Simp, 18+, Minors and Ageless DNI, Requests: OPEN, NSFW Requests: CLOSED

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Welcome Page, Rules, Characters I Write For, and Masterlist!

Hello! Welcome to Moxxi’s Bar! I’m Siren! Unfortunately, Moxxi is out right now, but I can take your order!

This is a Borderlands x Reader blog!

This is NOT a roleplay blog!

I’m new to Tumblr and still trying to figure things out, so please be patient with me!

I’ve played through Borderlands 2 and Borderlands 3, and I’m currently playing through the first Borderlands.

Rules:

You can only request things when requests are being accepted.

I am able to deny any request.

This is an 18+ blog. Minors or ageless blogs will be blocked.

I will not write any noncon or cnc.

I will write headcanons or one-shots.

I do not write Character x OC or Character x Character. (Though I will write Character x Reader x Character)

If the gender of the reader is not specified, I will make them gender-neutral.

In requests with multiple characters, I will accept three. You are always free to make another request if you have more than three characters you want to see me write for!

Characters I write for:

Lilith (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Mordecai (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Mad Moxxi (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Maya (Platonic, Romantic)

Zer0 (Platonic, Romantic)

Handsome Jack (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Amara (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Fl4k (Platonic, Romantic)

Zane Flynt (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Moze (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Tyreen Calypso (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Troy Calypso (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Katagawa Jr. (Platonic, Romantic, NSFW)

Masterlist

More may be added as I play more of the games or better understand the characters!

That’s all for now!

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Hey I was wondering if you're accepting requests? If not that's fine.

Yes I am! Feel free to request!

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Taking Back -Troy Calypso-

masterlist | request

Prompt: Hello! Can I request a Troy Calypso scenario where he and the reader broke up and after a few months he comes back to them and tries to apologize and make up with them?

Pairing: Troy Calypso / Reader

Summary:

Word Count: 1.5K

The last words you heard from Troy still linger in your mind. Whenever you see another couple, your mind goes back to him.

Back to the way he held you, the resting smile on his face when you wake up in the morning.

Everything about your relationship was perfect.

You and his sister got along wonderfully, supported him with his echo-streaming hobby, even helped him design some of the future COV weapons and outfits.

The relationship slowly began to falter once the aforementioned COV began.

Troy spent a majority of his time with Tyreen. Gathering material to make COV related items, Finding additional locations for their hideouts and of course recruiting their new 'family members'.

In the beginning you didn't mind at all. Knowing how important the tasks, you would simply wish him a good day before beginning your own tasks for that day.

As the weeks went on however, the smile you put on had begun to fade, along with your warm words.

It didn't take long for the soon-to-be god king to notice the not-so-subtle changes in your demeanor.

"So, What's gotten into you?" Troy asked you one night while getting ready for bed

Your silence filled the room as anticipation and worry fill Troy.

"I've just been missing you is all. You've spent so much of your time preparing this, I haven't seen you as much"

For most couples, that sentence would bring sadness and love at the same time. Other partners would apologize for making you feel that way then go to bed and cuddle.

But not Troy. His brows furrow as a small 'tisk' leaves his mouth.

"So? I told you this would happen. It's not my fault you've become clingy."

For the first time in your prolonged relationship, you were speechless. Never have you heard him talk to or about you like that before.

"Don't be mad at me when you'd rather spend your time chasing some pipe dream then spending it on something that actually matters."

Before you could stop yourself, the words left you.

You let out a gasp as your hands flew to cover your mouth before spewing out a series of apologies, only to be stopped by Troy's hand shooting up.

"What we are planing with the Great Vault, is bigger than you could ever imagine. Tyreen and I will become gods. The greatest, most powerful being in the entire universe. Nothing will be able to stop us. And you're complaining about me not spending enough time with you?"

Whatever regrets you may have had about your previous word choices flew out the window the more he spoke.

"So you'd rather me sit alone all day so you can go chase fairy tail fantasy? Then not complain about it? Well, don't worry Troy. You can spend all the time you want on it."

All the regret you previously had flew out the window with each word that he spoke.

"Well, don't worry. You can dedicate all your time to the COV without an interruption from me."

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Troy didn't try to stop you that day. Let you walk out of the compound and out of his life.

It didn't take long for you to settle down somewhere else. Picking one of the old bandit camps the Calypso twins already raided.

While things were quieter now than it was a few days ago, you learned to make due.

You took what you learned from Troy to craft your own crude and somewhat functional weapon to defend yourself.

Fending off Skags and Spider-ants while also hunting dinner for yourself in the process.

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One clear, hot day, You begin to hear the sound of a car engine off in the distance. Being away from most people, cars normally don't drive around here.

Grabbing your makeshift gun, you stealthily peak out the window to see a cloud of dust hurling towards you.

it wasn't long after you begin to make out the shape of an outrunner with the undoubtedly familiar pink and blue color scheme.

Once you knew who the invaders were, you feared the worst.

You knew how to deal with bandits. However the COV were a different beast. Now that Troy and his sister had control over them, you didn't know what they were capable of.

Deciding not to run from the past, you turn to face the intruders head on. Walking out and standing on your porch to face the ever growing closer cloud of dust.

It didn't take long for the car to come to a complete stop, To your surprise what emerged from the vehicle was a pair of COV with psychos crawling all over, instead it was once single person.

Troy.

To say you were hesitant would be an understatement. You remember how to acted months ago when you left, you couldn't imagine how he'd be now with all his followers referring to him as the 'God King'.

Though as he steps out of the runner, he seems to have a look of shyness and regret.

Something you haven't seen in a very long time.

"HI, Y/N" His shaky voice matched his apprentice. "Can we talk?"

You take a moment to get a good look at the man standing in front of you.

Since exiting the vehicle, he has yet to move towards you, hasn't even look at you in the eyes. Something that would be unthinkable when you were together.

The sight was adorable and terrifying at the same time.

Before long you nodded before motioning towards the door.

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"So, How have thing been for you here?"

Troy broke the silence that previously filled the room.

"Fine. I've made due with the limited resources."

You didn't mean to sound hostile. However as the memories of your last interaction come flooding back, you can't hold the spiteful tone back.

Trying to avoid the awkward interaction Troy glares around the small room until he lands on your tiny weapon stash.

"Is that one of mine?" His eyes widen as his gaze shifts to your weapon.

"No. I made it myself." You thought he would be disappointed or angry at you, instead he seemed to look even prouder.

"But it looks almost the same. Did you remember how to made it from me?"

Without noticing, the small question turned into an hour long conversation. You explained to him how you made the weapons and he'd give you pointer or critiques.

Before long the once bright sky slowly faded into an orange hue, signaling that night would soon come. Sadly, this also would bring Troy's departure.

"Don't worry, I'll be back again. Promise."

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To you're surprise it did in fact keep his promise. Coming back at least twice a week, if not more.

This continued on for a few months till you noticed he hasn't come around in 2 weeks.

You begin to believe he left you for good this time. That was until you notice a cloud of dust barreling towards your home, and your mind replays the memory of that first day.

"Took you long enough to show your face again." You shouted one Troy got out of the vehicle.

"Yeah well, I wanted to get everything ready."

Before you could question his meaning he flung open the passenger door and motioned for you to get in.

You contemplated turning him down, but eventually gave into your curious nature.

The drive itself was bad, the two of you talked while the taller male pointed out all the changed that have been made over the last few months.

When you arrived at the COV compound. Troy carefully grabbed your hand and ushered you throughout the unfamiliar walls till you reached a closed door.

"Well go on, Open it." Even without being with him for years, his excited was obvious.

The room was something you weren't expecting. At first glance it seemed like his bedroom. All his stuff where you would expect it, however at a closer look you noticed some of the stuff you left.

"I know it doesn't make up for how i treated you. But i think it's a start." His voice slowly came up behind you before you felt hands on your waist and a chin on your shoulder

"You were right. Even though the COV is important to me, so are you. And I took have made an effort to show it once in a while. When you left i was so mad I hated you and never wanted to see you again. Then I started to get lonely- at night and whenever Ty and I took a day off. You made everything better. I hope this can be a new start to us?"

You took a step forward, away from the grip around you and survey the room. Taking the time to look at the all the details. The memories come flooding back, all the joy and excitement you shared.

"Of course, Under one condition. If I say i need you, you better drop everything for me."

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Love this!! Always happy to read more stuff for Troy <3

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Any headcanons for Mordecai x reader? It’s so rare finding x reader writers in the Borderlands fandom thank you for being here

Mordecai Relationship Headcanons

YES THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING MORDECAI I LOVE MORDECAI SM HE'S THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

Content: Romantic, Gendered nicknames (Both masc and fem), No use of pronouns, Spoilers for Borderlands 2

Mordecai is a pretty laid back partner.

He doesn’t really care much for PDA. It makes him feel kind of weird to do stuff in public. The most he’ll do is wrap an arm around your waist when you have a moment to stand around. 

It’s different behind closed doors however. While he doesn’t engage too much, he really enjoys kisses: the playful, loving kind where he can show you how much he appreciates you.

Mordecai is more charming than people give him credit for. The sweet names he calls you with his gravelly voice is enough to give anybody butterflies.

“Cariño”, “Amor”, “Hermoso/a”, “Handsome/Beautiful”. Kicking my feet and punching the air rn.

He’s not really much of a cuddler because Pandora gets too damn hot for that. In the rare circumstance that the weather in Pandora is manageable, he likes to curl into your back and dangle an arm over you. Alternatively, he doesn’t mind when you rest your head on his chest as you drift off to sleep.

He likes friendly competition. He’s always down to have a snipe-off or see who can take down the most targets. He’ll never say no to your offer of a competition because he thinks you look hot as fuck when you’re shooting.

If Lilith has a job for one of you, you can bet the other one is coming too. You work better together, and she likes having the two of you on her side as a power couple.

Tiny Tina and Brick are CONSTANTLY poking fun at you two. Mordecai gave you a quick peck in front of them one time and they bullied the fuck out of him.

“Aw, shawty, that's beautiful. Just beautiful. And gross! Get out.”

They’re happy for you, but as his friends, it’s their duty to fuck with him as much as possible.

Makes Mordecai’s heart flutter to see you with Bloodwing. It takes her some time to get used to you, but you can buy her love with food. 

Sometimes she’ll even stick closer to you than she does Mordecai. Normally he’d be a little jealous. That’s his bird, damn it. But he likes that his favorite animal and his favorite person get along so well. 

It doesn’t really bother him if you don’t drink, but if you do, he likes when you join him. Sometimes he’ll overdo it and you might need to tend to him and watch over him.

Borderlands 2 spoilers ahead

Mordecai is a wreck after the death of Bloodwing. He becomes much more reclusive, closing himself off from the vault hunters, from the world, from you. He drinks much more than he normally does, getting blackout drunk almost every night. He doesn’t know what to do with himself.

If you choose to stand by him through all of this, you become his rock. You’re the only thing anchoring him down. You’re a warm, safe place for him to nestle down and cry when he’s feeling too much. He clings to your warmth as you wipe his puffy, red eyes and kiss away his tears.

With time, with love, with patience, he’ll learn to heal. But for now, he’s eternally grateful that he has you.

Talon was a blessing. Of course, he would never replace the love Mordecai had for Bloodwing, but it filled the hole in his heart that formed after her death. Talon was a new start for him, the creation of a little family: You, Mordecai, and Talon.

He quit drinking after he got Talon, finding the strength to move on and grow. To be a better man for himself and for you.

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Have you deactivated this blog?

Nope, still kicking, but we're back!

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How are you now?? I hope you’re well!!

I'm doing great, thank you for asking!! But feeling super guilty I abandoned this blog for two years... oops!

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This is a little bit of sad angsty request but could you do Lilith and Moxxi (platonic for both), with a reader who always asks if they can lend a hand, but never accepts help because they've been let down so many times already, that they've found its just easier to do things by themself? Headcanons preferably ^-^ (also thank you for being an active member of this community! Your writing is legit fire)

Lilith & Moxxi + Selfless! Reader Headcanons

OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY I MADE YOU WAIT THIS LONG I HOPE THIS IS OKAY

Content : Platonic, Gender Neutral Reader, No Use of Pronouns

Lilith

You were one of the newer faces in Sanctuary, still trying to find your place amongst the vault hunters but eager to prove yourself.

Busy as she might be, Lilith couldn’t not notice you with how active you were. One second you’d be helping Moxxi restock her bar, the next you’d be helping Scooter with some repairs. Hell, she often asked you to join her for missions when she needed higher numbers.

She wondered how you didn’t exhaust yourself running errands for others or stepping up when someone asked for help. There’s no shortage of needy people in Sanctuary, how could you manage helping so many of them when you also had yourself to look after?

After a successful (but exhausting) mission, she found you finally taking some time to help yourself as you carefully polished your guns.

“Hey, Killer. Hand that over, I think you’ve done enough for today. I’ve got it covered from here.”

She held her hand out waiting for you to turn in your gun, but you held on and politely declined her offer.

Initially, she’s confused. Do you think she doesn’t know how to polish a gun or something? She’s been doing this for years, y’know…

It takes her some time to get used to the idea that you’re not totally comfortable accepting help. It bothers her that some people take advantage of your good will (namely Marcus…) yet you choose to front all of your own work yourself. 

It makes her want to do better. She’s never been one to doubt her skill. She’s capable and she knows it, and she wants you to know it too. She wants you to know that if you’re willing to, you can trust her. You can come to her for whatever you need help with, whether it be an extra set of hands or a shoulder to cry on. She’ll be there for you, if you’ll accept her help.

You do so much for others, it’s about time you let someone do something nice for you.

Moxxi

After you moved into Sanctuary, you had quickly become one of her favorites. You were new, cute, and oh so eager to please!

You often helped her at the bar, polishing glasses or cleaning up spills. Sometimes, you’d even step out to help patrons who had too much to drink make it back home safely. It melted her heart to see how caring you were for the community of Sanctuary. 

It wasn’t an obligation, yet you tended to help her at the same time everyday. You’d come in late every now and then, muttering something about how Hammerlock made you poke around skag dens or how Claptrap sent you on a wild goose chase. 

“Oh sugar, I could never! If Hammerlock sent me to get mauled by skags, I’d make him exterminate the spiderant nests behind the bar!”

The thought made you laugh, but you could never make anyone pay you back, especially not like that! You were just happy to help.

You always brighten her day when you stop by, and she loved hearing about your good deed for the day.

Or at least she did, until she realized that nobody had ever helped you out. That alone was enough to make her mad. You did everything that was asked of you and more, but not a single person could do one nice thing for you?

She didn’t completely get it when you told her that nobody had ever helped you out because you didn’t accept help. It’s okay to need help sometimes. Needing help is the reason she gets to spend so much time with you, after all. 

She makes it her mission to get you to accept some form of her help. She doesn’t want to force you into something you’re not comfortable with, but she doesn’t like feeling like you’re not on equal footing with her. If you help her, it’s only fair that she helps you.

Towards the end of your shifts, she’ll make you a drink of your choice, on the house. It’s not much, and this isn’t exactly helpful, but it’s her way of giving back to you. It’s a start!

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Hahahahaha what do you mean I haven't posted in like two years you're so funny ahahahahaha (I am so sorry I had literally no motivation to write and inspiration hit me like a truck out of nowhere maybe writing soon I'M SORRY I'M SO EVIL)

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I'm not dead, just really bad at updating cause I'm a dingus, I'll try to get back to writing soon, I've just been distracted lately lol, Sorry for the silence!

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I love the Calypso twins fic, thank you so much! it was so cute :D

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it <3

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I think something platonic with the Calypsos would be cool! Maybe you all became friends on the ECHOnet as kids before they started streaming?

Internet Friends

Platonic Calypso Twins x Gender Neutral Reader

I’m so sorry it took me forever to write this! I’m a dummy who’s bad at time management. It wasn’t specified if this was a oneshot or headcanons, so I just wrote a oneshot, but I liked how this turned out so I might come back and write another part for this. I don’t remember if the Calypsos had access to the ECHOnet as kids since it’s been a minute since I’ve played through Borderlands 3, but we’re just going to assume they did lol

Content: Platonic fic, takes place before the events of Borderlands 3

SPOILER WARNING! Slight spoilers for Borderlands 3 and the Calypso Twins’ backstories.

Your phone couldn’t seem to stop vibrating because of the sudden influx of messages from two of your internet friends, a set of twins who looked to the ECHOnet to save them from the boredom of their lives, at least, that’s what they told you. You spent an amount of your time online, talking to them about everything there was to talk about, and they kept in touch with you often, creating a group chat between the three of you to talk in.

‘hey’

‘hey’

‘hey’

‘heyyyyyyyyy’

‘u should get online’

‘nd settle a fight between me n troy’

‘bc this idiot thinks pineapple belongs on pizza’

Tyreen blew up your Echo Device as she often did, desperate to get your attention. The heavy hand unit never seemed to stop buzzing, even as you picked it up, only now you were being bombarded by both twins.

‘ty is a LIAR’ 

‘that is NOT what we were fighting abt’

‘and my pizza opinions have NOTHING to do with this’

‘I SWEAR SHES LYING’

‘plz get on’

‘i need another voice of reason’

This was a very common occurrence, you can’t even begin to count the number of times you’ve been dragged into their weird arguments with absolutely zero context, but it was always fun to watch how passionate they were about these weird disagreements. Ready to join in and get some context, you typed into the group chat you shared with the twins.

‘whats this abt troy liking pineapple on pizza?’

It only took a few seconds for Troy to respond, Tyreen following shortly after.

'‘THATS NOT WHAT I SAID TY IS LYING TO YOU’

‘nuh uh he totally said that’

‘did not’

‘ok he basically said that’

‘basically and totally arent the same thing’

The conversation was taken over by Troy and Tyreen again until you typed back.

‘wait ok so what did troy say?’

‘all i said was that pineapple on pizza can still be valid if you dont like it’

Tyreen was quick to respond, excited by what she assumed was an admission from Troy.

‘y’know who would say that? people who like pineapple on pizza’

‘I NEVER SAID I LIKE IT I JUST SAID ITS VALID’

‘HOW IS IT VALID???? IT’S AN ABOMINATION TO PIZZA’

‘LISTEN SOME PEOPLE JUST LIKE A BIT OF SWEETNESS TO THEIR PIZZA’

‘ARE YOU SEEING THIS (Y/N)??? IM TELLING YOU HE LIKES PINEAPPLE ON PIZZA’

The chat continued to be flooded with messages of Tyreen accusing Troy of liking pineapple on pizza, while Troy tried his best to explain himself, though you weren’t really sure if he was desperate to make Tyreen believe him, or if he was actually hiding the possibility of him liking pineapple on pizza. The world may never know.

‘whenever we meet up we gotta get troy some pineapple pizza and settle this’

‘YESSS THATS SUCH A GOOD IDEA’

Tyreen typed back excitedly, loving the suggestion, much to Troy’s chagrin you assumed.

‘im not eating pineapple on pizza for you weirdos’

‘besides’

‘even if i would’

‘its not like dad would ever let us go see you’

‘he definitely wouldn’t let you come see us either’

‘not like you could find us anyhow’

Oh. That’s right. You’d nearly forgotten. They’d mentioned before that their dad refused to let them go out. Something about him being super protective of them. Well, even if it wasn’t possible, it was a fun idea to imagine, spending actual, in-person, time with the twins. You would be able to see them face-to-face and fulfill all the other weird plans that stemmed from the strange but fun conversations you had with the twins. They’d told you that it was unrealistic to ever actually see each other, but you still held on to that slight hope that maybe one day you’d be able to finally meet them.

Tyreen texted back.

‘ugh thats right’

‘mannnn’

‘its not like he can actually keep us here all our lives’

‘even if he tried’

‘he won’t be able to stop us >:)’

‘we’ll be so sneaky nd run away’

‘and then we’ll come see u’

‘waddya think troy?’

‘i guess…’

‘but i do wanna see (y/n)’

Tyreen was often playful when she talked with you and Troy, but you wondered if any part of her was serious about that. About running away from her father with Troy. Your thoughts were interrupted as your ECHO device vibrated once again, this time a message from Troy.

‘OH UR NEVER GONNA BELIEVE WHAT TYREEN DID LAST NIGHT’

‘SO SHE GOT UP LAST NIGHT CAUSE SHE GOT HUNGRY’

‘AND’

‘TROY DON’T YOU DARE FINISH THAT STORY’

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OmFg your writing is excellent!!! Could you do Aurelia with a siren! S/o who is subtly making sure she doesn't turn into a villain (BL3 was fucked up for that 😤)

Sorry, but I don't write for Aurelia! However, I plan to add her to my list of characters once I play through the pre-sequel to get a better grasp of her character, so hold on to this request!

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everyones always like ooohhh habdsome jack ooohhh rhys companyman. what about the real sex symbol of borderlands. mordecai the bird guy

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Masterlist

Lilith

Lilith + Selfless! Reader - Platonic, Headcanons, Gender Neutral

Mordecai

Mordecai Relationship Headcanons - Romantic, Headcanons, Gendered Nicknames (Masc + Fem)

Mad Moxxi

Moxxi with a shy (S/O) - Romantic, Headcanons, Gender Neutral Reader

Moxxi + Selfless! Reader - Platonic, Headcanons, Gender Neutral

Maya

Zer0

Handsome Jack

Amara

Fl4k

Spoiled Rotten - Romantic, Oneshot, Gender Neutral Reader

Zane Flynt

Moze

Tyreen Calypso

Internet Friends - Platonic, Maybe Oneshot??, Gender Neutral Reader

Troy Calypso

Internet Friends - Platonic, Maybe Oneshot??, Gender Neutral Reader

Katagawa Jr.

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New character!

Katagawa Jr. has been added to the characters I'm writing for!

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Just found your blog! I was hoping you could write a one-shot for Fl4k. In which the reader gets along extremely well with his pets and tends to spoil them! Maybe he acts/says that it’ll effect his pets performance in battle, but really he finds it cute and enduring that the reader cares for his beasts just as much as he does.

Gender neutral reader and in a established romantic relationship please!

So happy I found a borderland x reader writer! Your blog is a blessing lmao

Spoiled Rotten

I'm sorry this took so long for me to do! This is such a cute request! I hope you like it! Fl4k is a bit hard to write for, but I hope I did well. Any ideas on how I can improve my writing are appreciated. Also, I could not remember which pronouns were used for which pet since I only use Mr. Chew lol

Minors + ageless blogs DNI.

Gender-Neutral Reader, No pronouns used.

“Dear, this is not necessary, you’re making them soft,” Fl4k chastised as you ran your fingers over the top of Meat-Thief’s head, cooing about how well he did in the last battle. 

“There’s no harm in a little praise! Besides, he fights just as hard as you do, wouldn’t you say he deserves a reward?” You pause your petting for a moment to look at Fl4k, who was unsure of what to say. Meat-Thief quickly grew bored of waiting for you to continue and took actions into his own hands, grabbing your wrists and leading them back to his head, a clear nonverbal plea for more affection.

“Of course, but do you not think this is a bit much? The beasts would never stop the hunt, now they look to you after every fight hoping for praise.”

“And what’s wrong with that? There’s no fight they can’t help you out of, so no harm no foul, right?” Fl4k could only sigh as they watched you play with Meat-Thief, who was very content with being showered in so much love.

For as much as they complained, Fl4k couldn’t deny that it was sweet seeing you treat their creatures with all the care in the world. Upon updating Lilith with the results of your latest mission, they returned to the room they shared with you and were met with a sight they had seen many times before, but they welcomed it nonetheless. Few people would be willing to cuddle with a spiderant, but you often winded down by taking a nap with Broodless. It rested atop your legs, occasionally repositioning to get more comfortable. Creepy crawly aside, a spiderant didn’t seem like the most ideal creature to cuddle, with all its harsh edges and jagged limbs, but you never seemed to have any issues.

“Fl4k,” you called softly so as to not stir Broodless from its sleep, “Why doesn’t Broodless hurt?” you asked, “We’ve napped together more times than I can count but I’ve never come out with even a scratch.”

“Broodless respects you.” They answered matter-of-factly as they set food out for Mr. Chew, “It is not a coincidence that you haven’t been hurt yet. Broodless makes a conscious effort not to hurt you. You might not notice it, but it is careful and aware of you, even while it is asleep.” Broodless flinched ever so slightly at the sound of Fl4k’s deep voice. It stood up before stretching slightly and stared at Fl4k, almost grumpy about being woken from its nap, before repositioning itself once again for another nap. You paid more attention this time, noticing how it carefully lowered itself onto your lap, finally relaxing once it made sure you didn’t react in pain. 

“Huh. I wonder why it does that…” You asked yourself out loud,

“That’s simple,” Fl4k responded, taking a seat next to you as they watched Broodless slowly drift off again. “You treat it so well, it wants to return the favor. Not just Broodless, but the rest of the beasts as well.”

Mr. Chew had his own way of thanking you for loving him, as he always walked close to you while on a mission, keeping a careful eye out for any psychos or fanatics that might try to hurt you. He circled around you as you walked with Fl4k to complete a mission for the Crimson Raiders. Your small talk with Fl4k was interrupted by the echos of gunshots and the senseless ramblings of a psycho as he charged at you, being followed by a small group of fanatics not far behind. The psycho was easy to handle, as both you and Fl4k locked on to him while Mr. Chew ran to the fanatics, pouncing on them as soon as he got close. He made quick work of the fanatics, leaving you and Fl4k feeling like proud pet parents.

“What was that about me making them soft?” You asked teasingly, calling back to Fl4k’s concerns about you spoiling the beasts. 

“I do still think that you’re too giving with them sometimes, but I can count on Mr. Chew to stick to discipline.” They stated confidently, though they spoke too soon as Mr. Chew’s manners changed once he saw you. He switched from running to Fl4k’s side to suddenly whining as he slowly limped towards you. The stark contrast was enough to worry you as you met Mr. Chew halfway while Fl4k followed behind you, though they weren’t as concerned as you were.

You knelt down to meet Mr. Chew and gently grabbed his paw, checking for whatever injury could have caused his limp. “My love, you are aware that he is faking, right? It seems I have to retract my earlier statement, you’ve spoiled Mr. Chew as well…” he sighed, but you kept looking intently.

“That can’t be right, Mr. Chew is your most disciplined beast, be serious, he wouldn’t fake this for attention,”

“If that’s true, stop paying attention to him for a moment. See how he reacts.” Fl4k suggested. You didn’t want to doubt Mr. Chew, but the sooner you proved Fl4k wrong, the sooner you could get to caring for Mr. Chew again. You stood up, and Mr. Chew whined again, wanting you to meet his level.

“See? He’s upset. There’s something wrong.” You argued, but Mr. Chew stopped whining. He scooched closer to you and pawed at you lightly, wanting your attention again. You looked down again, and he started whining once he realized he had your attention.

“Well, if he’s so upset, just check him,” Fl4k suggested tiredly, finally giving in to your concern.

You knelt down beside Mr. Chew, looking over his paw again.

“...”

“Well, how bad is it?”

“It’s just a scratch…”

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I love your Moxxi x Reader imagine a lot! I hope you do more Moxxi stuff soon, I'm sure they'll be good.

Thank you so much! That's very kind! I'll have to get to writing soon!