#game; borderlands

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Got my signed (by DAMEON CLARKE! 😍) Handsome Jack poster! Just need to frame it now to keep it safe ❤️❤️❤️ #borderlands #handsomejack #dameonclarke #vaulthunter

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it would be awesome if you wrote some rhack where they get funky in jacks chair. maybe some fluff if you like :o

[PROMPT ME]a/n: warning for daddy kink

“C’mere kitten.” He felt a hand tugging at his pants, pulling him toward the other man, and Rhys can’t help it as his eyes roll upward. 

“Jack—”

The files in his hands are taken, set on the spacious desk as he’s set in the others lap. Crossing his arms over his chest, he looked at Jack with a raised brow, clearly annoyed. Though he can’t deny, there’s a thrill of excitement at being with Jack like this. It was something he thought he’d only ever dream of, but now he held Jack’s attention. 

“C’mon princess, how about we do something more fun.” A hand smoothed over his thighs, fingers dipping teasingly between them, making his breath catch in his throat. 

“We should be working on—” 

“Work, work, work. All work and no play—” 

“Makes Jack a dull boy, I know. But you seem to be getting more play than work done.” Why he’d agreed to the entire running Hyperion with Jack, he didn’t know. Especially as the man was more focused on having fun since getting a new body than actually fixing Hyperion. 

“Only enjoyin’ myself kiddo. ‘Sides, I don’t see you complaining.” There was a raise of his brow, hand palming at the front of Rhys’ pants, making the younger man’s breath catch. “Yeah, y’like that baby?” His eyes fell closed, hips rocking into the touch, unable to bite back a whine as Jack’s hand pulled back. “C’mon, you know what to do—”

Fuck, he both hated and loved these games. Eyes opening as they narrowed almost defiantly on Jack’s. He could pull away, climb out of Jack’s lap now, grab the files and remind him of work but…

Instead he shifted so he was diagonal in Jack’s lap, moving to mouth at other’s neck, metallic fingers dragging down Jack’s chest. “Please, Daddy.” His voice was low and sweet, kissing his adam’s apple and delighting in how it bobbed as the man swallowed hard. 

“Fuck, kitten.” The ball was in his court for only a moment, but as fast as he gained the power, it was stripped from him. Strong hands picked him up, sitting him so his back was flush with Jack’s chest. Those same hands then moved to push his pants down as his neck was kissed, leaving him squirming in the others lap. 

“Jack,” he could only whine as he was prepped, knowing it was going to be a stretch even with prep. Fuck, fuck, fuck Jack was huge and he still had to get used to it. The feeling of Jack’s girth stretching him wide as he was set down in the man’s lap, chest heaving as those arms held him tight. Whispering filthy things in his ear. 

Jack’s name had become a prayer on his lips, though who he was praying to he wasn’t sure. Maybe he was praying to Jack and the other man had become some demented god to him. Either way he repeated it on and on as Jack lifted and lowered him on his cock, reaching back to run fingers through the man’s sex addled mess of hair. 

When it was over he was left to just lay there almost limp in Jack’s arms, humming contently. 

“So, what was that about working?” 

“Mnn, fuck you.” 

“I think I already fucked you, princess.” 

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Hey all the hate in the rhack tag has been annoying me. Could do a fic with pre sequel jack and Rhys?

[PROMPT ME]

He had a secret admirer, that was the simplest way of putting it. Each time he came back to his office, there was something new there. Usually coffee, snacks, something to help with the late nights. 

It always showed up while he was out of the office, and the CL4P-TR4P’s never told him who it was. He looked into just why and found their memory was wiped each time his admirer came around. Not just good with noticing what pastries Jack liked, or how he took his coffee, but damn smart. 

Determined to figure out just who his little coffee fairy was, he made a plan, hiding in his office and sending a digi Jack out in his place so it looked like he’d left. It was a hit or miss plan, but damnit he was going to find this kid (if it was a kid. Maybe they were one of the cute girls from accounting?)

He was starting to fall asleep in his little nook when he heard the door to his office open, a voice speaking with one of the CL4P-TR4P units. 

“I’m just going to leave him some coffee, and then I’ll be right out.” The voice sounded masculine but he couldn’t be too sure, poking his head out of hiding a little to get a better look. “Man I hate having to explain this every time…” 

Jack had to stifle a laugh at that, a hand covering his mouth as he watched the lanky kid move to his desk. Slowly he stepped out of the shadows, heading over to where the other was standing (he did look young, damn, must be an intern). 

Looking over his shoulder, Jack smirked, seeing the coffee and doughnuts. “So you’re my little fairy.” 

There was a yelp, and Jack laughed, catching him before he fell over, though thankful he’d spoken up after the kid had put the coffee down. He had work on his desk that had a deadline on it, and while he wanted to find his fairy, he didn’t want it ruined. 

Even if he did have it all backed up. 

“J-Jack, sir, I—I can explain—” 

“Hey, hey, it’s alright kiddo, hell I’d have a crush on me too.” That seemed to hit the nail on the head, the kid was blushing now. Jack’s hands moved to the other’s upper arms, meaning to comfort him but then he took notice of something. 

He was missing an arm. 

Frowning he pulled his hand back before taking the prosthetic hand in his. “Well this is outdated. Hyperion didn’t provide you with a better one?” 

“I’m only an intern sir,” well he was right about that at least. “Was all we could afford since my parents had to pay for school too.” Jack held firm despite the kids squirming. “They also said they couldn’t budget upgrades…”

Now he was scowling, “bullshit. The company makes enough we can supply everyone with cybernetics. Know what, come back to my office and we’ll see about building you one of your own to whatever you need, alright? Oh, and what’s your name, kiddo?” 

“It’s Rhys, sir.” He pushed his glasses up his nose, going still when Jack took them from him. 

“Both eyes or just one that’s bad?” 

“Th-the left one, sir.” 

A nod, as Jack moved to his desk, pulling up an image of an eye. “It’s still in it’s prototype stages, but if you keep working here when it’s ready for human use, we can see about giving you one of these.” 

Taking his glasses from Jack, he moved over, awe in his eyes as he took it in. “Wow…” 

“I know, right? Hopefully it will be ready to launch soon. The ECHO eye. Hey, what’dya say you and I go get some coffee and talk?” 

“I don’t know—I wouldn’t want to pull you from your work, and I should report back to—” 

“Eh, don’t worry. Assiter can wait, and I’m sure your boss won’t mind if I steal you for a little while.” He clapped a hand on the kids shoulder, grinning as Rhys played with the sleeve of his shirt. 

“Alright.” 

“Awesome, c’mon.” 

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GIMME SOME O' DAT GOOOOOOOD NERDY JACK SHIT (slice of life?/typical day?)

[PROMPT ME]

There was a low groan as he slammed his hand down on the alarm next to his bed, rolling over so he faced the ceiling. A momentary sense of pride washed over him, remembering where he was. That he was at the centre of Helios’ creation, that he’d proved Tassiter wrong. Though it was all clouded by the annoyance of remembering that the pressure was being slammed down on him by Hyperion’s CEO. 

No matter how much he proved himself competent, Tassiter still found a way to belittle him. He just wanted to wrap his hands around the smug bastards throat and—

Shaking his head he pushed up to a sitting position. He wasn’t a killer, hell he couldn’t even stand the sight of blood. A heavy sigh left him, grabbing his ECHO comm and checking any messages that had come in during his sleep. Mostly check ins about projects, some of his underlings giving updates. 

When that was done he moved to the kitchen, smiling to find Angel already there. “Waiting for me, sweetheart?” 

She nodded, her curls (so much like her mothers…) bounced as she did so. “Can we have pancakes today?” 

“Of course,” there was a smile, patting her on the head as he leaned in to kiss her forehead. 

Jack’s eyes searched hers as he pulled back, frowning at the apprehension there. “Dad—” when he didn’t interrupt her, she sighed, wringing her hands. “Do I have to go into the angel core today?” 

So that was what was on her mind. He pushed her hair back, pulling her in close and kissing the top of her head, resting his chin there. “No, just—” he couldn’t let her leave the apartment, not after what happened. Someone could hurt her, and he couldn’t lose her. Not like he’d lost her mother. “Just don’t leave here, alright?” 

He pulled back, eyes on hers, smiling when she nodded. “Yes, Dad.” 

“That’s my girl.” He took her face in his hands, brushing his thumb over her jaw. “I gotta go deal with Tassiter after breakfast, and check on the Eye of Helios. I want you to be good and check in with me alright?” 

I only want wants best for you. 

The words rang unsaid, but they didn’t need to be said, he’d said them enough. Truthfully, he knew she could kill him just like she had her mother, even though he knew that she didn’t mean it. 

That she missed her as much as he did. 

It was why he kept her in the core, not just because her powers could reach out and find vaults, but because in the core she was safe. No one could hurt her, and she couldn’t hurt them. 

Pushing the thoughts from his mind he moved to prepare breakfast for them, adding a few fruits Angel liked to hers. Once done eating, he headed out to make sure reports were sent out to Tassiter. He grit his teeth as the image of Hyperion’s CEO was pulled up on his screen. 

“John—”

“It’s Jack.” 

“Whatever,” he couldn’t help the scowl at that. He was the damned head of programming. Yet Tassiter loved to remind him of just how little he thought of the man from Pandora. “The board—” oh now that had his attention, sitting up straight. “Wanted me to let you know they’ve—ugh—recognized your efforts on Helios. That you will be receiving a bonus for your work.” 

“Thank you sir.” The scowl was completely worth it as the call ended, though once Tassiter was gone from his screen he fell back in his seat, eyes closing as his head faced the ceiling. 

He was going to show that bastard one of these days. He was going to be a goddamn hero like he’d promised Angel. Was going to reform Pandora, and turn Hyperion into the great company it could be. 

And then Tassiter would finally be sorry for treating him like garbage. 

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I'm not feeling well so I decided to pick up Borderlands: The Pre-Sequel and do some side missions. I—I just finished one that feels like it was a colonization joke. Colonel Chef tried to claim Elpis in the name of his King saying it was 'undiscovered land'. (When it's inhabited already.) I wish there was the option to just shoot him omfg. I also finished 'to arms' and...I expected the 'revolution' to be violent. Not Art. Literal Art, they made a flower out of guns. What even is this game.

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Rhys: remember, zig zag when you run. It makes you harder to hit.

Fiona: that sounds stupid.

Rhys: it's not stupid! It's genius!

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I am slowly becoming Borderlands trash. 

Things which have become law on my blog;

Rhys is now known as; ‘Nerdy McNerd-Socks’

Jack is ‘Jack-Ass’

Vaughn, Rhys, Fiona, and Sasha are the ‘Nerd Squad’

We do not talk about how the password to the angel core is ‘i love you’. 

Jack’s only redeeming qualities are his pretty face and big dick.

Rhys and Jack could probably bond over their disabilities and scars.

rhack breathplay

side note; 

my one OC now has a borderlands AU pls help

I have even thought about him hacking Rhys’ eye so he can see Jack and talk to him. 

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I started playing Tales from the Borderlands bc of tricksterbxtch and jfc Rhys is a big baby. I mean it’s a nice change from the ‘macho man and flakey woman’ scene in games, but omfg Rhys is such a nerd.

I’m swooning over Fiona and Sasha tho. 

Rhys and Vaughn are just nERDS.