These were comm related, and since I've been asked to put these in (these are for Robot Arm Jokes)- Character A: I can fit my whole world in the palm of my hands! Character B: Are you going to cup my face? Because that's so unoriginal. Character A: I was actually going to grab your butt, because I didn't know the face was an option. Please and thank you aki ilu ❤️
To explain the “it’s a comm, but why in an ask?”: I’ve been having troubles focusing recently, so I asked D to send these in via ask! I somehow feel that asks are more “demanding” than formatting everything on my own, so this is helping me out a lot when it comes to getting work done!
Anyways, you can find the original prompt [here].
Thanks for commissioning me and thank you a thousand times over for your patience~!
“You’re joking.”
“I’m not,” Rhys said, not an ounce of shame in his voice as he fluttered his lashes. No doubt trying to look as charming and suave as he possibly could. It’s yet another war in DL’s mind of him...managing to pull it off, sure, but also not wanting to give him the time of day to simply let him continue on as he was.
The man’s flirting must be stopped! He was getting too powerful, and how would his poor spouse ever focus on their work if he was there, in their mind, flustering them all of the time?!
“...You’re such a dork,” D sighed, once again unable to properly scold their husband into denouncing even some of his shenanigans. Rhys- predictably- brightened at this. Perking up like an overeager puppy, with his orange-yellow eye seeming to glow in joy. (Does it glow when he’s overly happy? Who knows. It’s never been dark enough to tell, and it’s hard to time that kinda thing at the perfect moment.)
“Aha! So I’m good for more...fantastic pickup lines~?” He winked, somehow making a traditionally smooth and flirtatious gesture both....flirtatious and very, very dorky. Maybe it had something to do with his long limbs? Ones not at all helping his attempts at being charming, since he was doing his best...and using the counter to lean on.
.....Damn him for making it look good. Dorky and cute, but still hot enough that D felt all kinds of flustered under his gaze. He’s too good at this sort of thing!!!!
“....Yeah, okay.” Another sigh, but they couldn’t hold back the smile that came out as he pumped his robot arm, whispering a “yesss!” in victory. As said, a dork.
“You know... I can fit the whole world in the palm of my hands~” Good grief... How cheesy could this man get?! D rolled their eyes, a brow raising.
“Are you gonna cup my face now? Because that’s pretty unoriginal, y’know.” Rhys- who had been leaning forward slightly, slowly- froze in place, expression becoming equally as impassive...and then seemed to crumple slightly? Not in embarrassment, but confusion. Which further confused D, who was suddenly wondering what the fuck was going on right now. Why was he making that face?!
“......I was actually going to grab your butt,” he admitted softly, “because I didn’t know the face was an option...”
DL stared at him, slowly processing what had just happened. This man...the CEO of Atlas. Destroyer of the final piece of Handsome Jack’s legacy... Their husband...... Made a “my whole world” line, and wasn’t going to cup their face? They..... He was going for the butt?!
“You’re a mystery,” D muttered at last, a line not originally meant to be spoken out loud, but one that made it into the air regardless. Rhys blinked in surprise, as equally taken aback as D was for having said it in the first place--
But his laughter at least assured them that they hadn’t done any wrong or hurt him in any way by saying it.
“You’re not wrong,” he confessed, bashful as he stepped forward to hug his spouse close. “But I’m always a little bit of a fool for you~” There...was no response D could find to that. Not one that properly conveyed their emotions, anyways.
So perhaps settling for burying their face into his shirt would have to do.
donna!!! you have an absolutely wonderful day as well, you deserve the world and even more! your art is fantastic and hilarious, your ship with rhys is ultra valid, and youre super duper kind as well!!
There wasn't much to say that night. Quackerjack had spent most of the day cooped up in the basement (which he used as his workshop) and Swan had gone to bed. Dora, however, was not asleep or busy at all. Instead, the duck was sort of lying in her bedroom staring at the ceiling, not tired in the slightest. The clock ticked and eventually hit midnight, but Dora couldn't sleep. She wasn't exactly sure why, but anxiety was keeping her on her toes.
She rolled over in bed. Several times, back and forth, before finally pulling the covers closer and the pillow over her head to try and block out the silence of the night. Because somehow, the silence made it worse...But with a tight chest, she soon realized pulling the pillows over made her claustrophobic, and - you guessed it - made her panic more. So she cut out that idea and pulled it all off.
However, in the process, the pillow flew across the room and smacked a newly-entered Quackerjack in the face.
"A-ah! I-I'm sorry, Jackie..." Dora sat up, getting a bit teary. "I-I didn't mean to...I've just been....Sleeping ...I-it's hard..."
Quackerjack blinked, staring rather blankly at them. They could tell he was more confused than mad...However, a moment later, his expression became...surprisingly concerned. Before Dora could even register the springy sound effects, he had jumped across the room, and onto the bed beside them. They almost got thrown off the bed from the bounce.
And then he pulled them into his arms.
"J-Jackie...?"
"Shush, shush, shuuush~ You're all right, Dora." His voice was...softer than usual, but still goofy. He gently rubbed their back. "Now then! What's got you down, Dolly?"
"I-it's....I - I don't know...I-I'm...There's just lots of...icky feelings...tonight..."
They clung to him tightly, burying their face into his clowny collar. He hummed. "Icky, you say? Well, don't you worry about a thing! I've got just the remedy for you." He pulled back slightly, putting his hands on their shoulders. "Now, deep breaths for me, Dora."
"...." She gripped his shirt a little bit more intensely. She tried to slow her breathing, which was getting closer to hyperventilating. Her head was spinning a little, but with the breathing, it...at least gave her control of her lungs even if shakily.
"Good, good, good~ You're a natural at this!" He gave a little bit of a laugh, which admittedly calmed them down a bit more. "But in all seriousness, you're okay." He lifted their chin with his hand, giving a soft smile. "I may not look it, but I know it can be hard. Just keep your chin up~!" At this, he gently tapped his finger on the bottom of their beak. "Get it? Chin up?"
And then he pulled out Mr. Banana Brain, who he jiggled a little and made say the words "Terrible, truly terrible! Get a guy with better puns!"
He glared at his own doll, now, as part of it, "Well, I don't see YOU coming up with anything better, fruit head."
And Dora teared up a little more, but...their lips twitched, and they broke into a smile. "Y...you're such a doof, Jackie..." And with that, they kissed him.
Lesser Detailed Sketch Commission for @robotarmjokes !
Rhys and D are precious and this dork obviously tries to impress his wife~ Thanks for commissioning me! It was a real joy and got me back into Borderlands!
I just wanna say that I’m really happy and proud that despite all your worries and fears, you’re still here and still loving your boy. I love looking back on all of these and seeing how your S/I and my art have grown, and I hope you keep on getting selfship art of you two even if its not from me cuz YOU TWO ARE ADORABLE TOGETHER AND ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVORITE SELFSHIPS ASDFGH--
I’ll be answering the prompts laid out by the awesome @robotarmjokes for the 4th Self Insert Positivity Day. Sit tight, it’s going to be a long one.
What got you into self inserting? Was it something you’ve always done, or something you were inspired to do? Everyone has an origin story, and I’d love to know yours!
It actually goes back into my elementary school days when I made oddball fan fics in school to keep me from getting bored in school: when you’re relatively well in school, it can be boring sometimes just sitting in class & taking notes. I was oblivious to the whole idea of self shipping and self inserting, since I was trying to avoid putting myself into the main character and yet the ideas still form in my head for a long time. But it wasn’t until I got back into Tumblr when I fell into self shipping hell and I also learned that showing and not telling is not the way to go as my Young Adult Literature, Poetry, and Creative Writing professor told me otherwise in college.
For some of us, aesthetic is key. Do you have a theme or an aesthetic for your self insert content (Please do not include ships/FOs!)?
Mari is basically what happens if you blend modern preppy girl, dorky librarian, awkward nerd vibes, and being surrounded by madness into a proverbial blender. Flowers, tea, books, writing, and stones are among the things that speak of her. Glass is also another element for her universe involving defying fate among canon characters like shattering glass. Red, yellow, blue, white, pink, and silver & gold are among the colors that scream of her. I have made this main aesthetic for her some time ago.
What’s your favourite way of self inserting? Do you like to write, or draw, or make content via other means? (They’re all valid, even if you don’t make content and keep it to yourself!)
I primarily do writing a lot, along with reblogging posts and stuff related to Mari. I have also done some playlists and made some moodboards whenever I’m in the mood for them.
Friends are very important. Have you made any friends within the community?
Probably a lot, but the bigger ones include @husband-of-lucoa @plucky-belmondo @skipper-self-shipper @self-shipping-angel @ghoul-bellhop29 @jenny-snoopers-world @astralshipper @superheroshippinq @goldenworldsabound @angelfairy-ships and @jaklovemail. There are also people I know of at the Self-Shippers United Discord server too.
What’s your favourite thing about self inserting or self shipping?
Both of them got my creativity to grow more fully again (I was burnt out from college especially after somewhat ‘under-performing’ in Creative Writing with my professor’s too lofty standards in place (1.5 in my university’s grading standards is still good, but I felt as if I had let her down to some extent, especially since I was under her tutelage for 3 years)) and making a friend blush whenever there is a new f/o on the horizon for them to gush about.
