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For @yallneedanders who is brave and strong and made it through another year despite all its hardships! <333 Merry (belated) Christmas and a happy New Year!
Imagine person A is smaller than person B. Yet person A is REALLY strong and randomly at moments surprises the other by picking them up by their waist and carrying them around wherever.
(Thanks for the prompt!)
I need more dynamic actions with my favorite character so
aesthetic meme: list your muse’s aesthetic. anyone can do this, list your muse’s aesthetic from tastes, smells, outfits, and scenes. add as many subjects as you like, it can help with people tagging you in aesthetically pleasing things towards your muse! ( repost, don’t reblog! ) tagged by: myself tagging: anyone who hasn’t done it yet the first time this went around!
SMELLS: gritty sand and baking sun, leftover blood and burnt skin, gun smoke and shrapnel, sweat, dirt ground into used clothing, worn leather and steel plating, oil stains and siphoned gasoline, old bullet casings, crumbling stone dust, orange and honey, cheap liquor and spam-in-a-can, old warped wood, freshly dug earth and deep caves, electric sizzle of a rebooting shield, lingering scent of skag mud in the cleats of boots, rakks cooking over a tiny fire, charcoal, warm bare skin, a cool night breeze when all the stars are out, the smell of the wind in the desert
SIGHTS: shelters built out of sticks and dug out of the earth, off-white gauze and empty health vials, a runner parked on the outskirts of civilization, rundown motels with broken and flickering neon signs, piles and piles of emptied ration cans, deep and ugly scars, fading bruises, shredded and Frankenstein-ed together clothing with clumsy stitches, profile sketches in charcoal on the backs of wanted posters and old advertisements, beaten up and dented shotgun, stacks of different grenade mods, a digital photograph of a large and smiling family that flickers on a screen, split lips and bitten hangnails, long dark hair pulled back in creative styles to keep it out of the eyes, a campfire only big enough for one
OUTFITS: scraps of cloth tied around thick curls of hair, mud brown jackets covered in holes and patches and splattered with blood, faded shirts stretched too tight across the chest and half-unbuttoned, tiny shorts with ripped bottoms, pieces of dented and chipped armour with faded corporations logos, crossing leather belts strapped with pouches of ammunition and medical supplies, khaki cargo pants with the knees worn out and the bottoms stained black and fraying from wear, bits of leather and metal and legitimate skag spines tied together in a makeshift disguise, dark sunglasses and a weathered scarf pulled up across the face, mismatched fingerless gloves and shoes that are two different sizes
OTHER: animalstic barks of laughter, running naked through a rainstorm, howling at the moon, a dance tune played over crackling speakers, gouging claw marks on stone walls, thick metal collars and chains, a green four leaf clover, runners outfitted for racing, bite marks from a creature with three jaws, great expanses of rocky badlands, remains of animals swallowed whole, glowing eyes in the darkness, a pack of wild scavengers, children playing together with a handmade ball, a soldier’s dog tags, unmarked graves, running until the end of the world, eyes black, big paws, and it’s poison and it’s blood
Planets of Borderlands: 1/? Pandora
the first human w o m a n
In-character Word Association! Read the word then type the first word that comes to your character’s mind.
Rough: “Sand.”
Hide: “Secrets.”
Foolish: “Trust.”
Sad: “Loneliness.”
Hate: “Hyperion.”
Light: “Sunshine.”
Dark: “Suffocating.”
Mother: “Proud.”
Father: “Powerful.”
Child: “Innocent.”
Marriage: “Loving.”
Love: “Home.”
Soft: “Fluffy.”
Pet: “Companion.”
Dream: “Nightmare.”
Divorce: “Unthinkable.”
Water: “Life.”
Loud: “Gunshots.”
Announcement: “Warning.”
Power: “Protection.”
Fight: “Violence.”
Smack: “Punishment.”
White: “Pure.”
Sick: “Doomed.”
Kiss: “Affectionate.”
Hug: “Safety.”
Hurt: “Life.”
Happy: “Not alone.”
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Heroes didn’t leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; they didn’t wear boots and capes. They bled, and they bruised, and their superpowers were as simple as listening, or loving. Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, they could untangle someone else’s. And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back.
Jodi Picoult, Second Glance (via wordsnquotes)
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"Layers" Character Meme
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Phelan Macdonough Eye Color: Dark brown Hair Style/Color: Dark, reddish brown, that falls in a ragged, half-curly mess to his shoulders. He absolutely does nothing to style it, merely cuts it himself when it gets too long for comfort. Sometimes he braids in little coloured beads if he’s feeling particularly creative, but otherwise he lets it do whatever it pleases. It’s lucky if it gets a brush. Height: 5’9” Clothing Style: Whatever he can get in a pinch and he can make work with his size and frame. This is Pandora; he considers himself lucky if he can piece together enough bits of cloth, metal, and old tin cans to constitute proper armour fora a skirmish. Additional, because of his moonlight adventures, Phelan doesn’t have any particular attachment to his clothes, as he tends to have to completely replace them ever Pandoran month unless he takes them all off before a shift and remembers where he left them. If given a choice, he tends to gravitate towards items with silly slogans or cheeky text on them, but more often than not he’s just scavenging for something to cover his skin.
Best Physical Feature: His smile. Even considering the large and ugly scar that goes with it.
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Fears: Losing himself. Losing control. Hurting others, especially while under the influence of the moon. Not knowing his own strength. Losing his temper and lashing out. Leaving lasting scars on someone from a physical assault. Seeing his family again. Making a friend, only to lose them once they find out what he is. A slow and painful death. Getting stuck mid-transformation and being unable to change into anything. Guilty Pleasure: Sleeping in and rolling around in warm bed covers that smell like him and someone else. Just being able to bury his face in a pillow or a pile of blankets and feel the lingering warmth there. Biggest Pet Peeve: People who are careless with other people’s belongings or possessions. No matter how small or insignificant a trinket might seem to you, it could be absolutely precious to someone else, and dismissing it as “junk” without getting to know the story behind it is cruel. He also dislikes those who don’t value the resources they have, especially given how hard life is on Pandora. Ambition for the Future: Survive? He doesn’t worry about the future too much on Pandora for the first little while, since his thoughts are generally occupied only by what he’s going to do the next day. When he gets his feet under him, his main goal becomes to figure out how to use his powers to help people rather than cause them more damage.
LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
First Thoughts Waking Up: “Mnnnffff.” What They Think About the Most: Food. Water. Where is he going to fine shelter next. How far is the next human settlement and are they friendly folk. Are there any local baddies in the area. What phase is the moon currently in. What They Think About Before Bed: The stars, if it’s a clear night. The moon. Wondering if anyone’s seen him set up camp here, and if they did, when they’re going to come and try to take his stuff. What They Think Their Best Quality Is: I think Phelan would have to be pressed quite a bit to actually pick a best quality. In all likelihood, he would do something silly and dismissive like pat his stomach as an answer.
LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER? Single or Group Dates: Single. Phelan can be very self-conscious, especially in the early stages of a relationship, and he would be very uncomfortable if there was someone else around to comment on his behaviour (and risk embarrassing his date as well). Once he was more comfortable with a person and knew that they genuinely liked him back, he would be more open to suggestion. Whatever they preferred he would go along with. To be Loved or Respected: To be loved. Phelan barely respects himself, so he doesn’t really expect other people to do it, you know? Being loved, in spite of all his bad bits, is far more valuable to him, and he cherishes anyone who shows him even little bits of affection because of this. Dogs or Cats: SKAGS 4 LYFE
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Lie: Badly. Phelan doesn’t tend to tell lies because his poker face is awful, but he does avoid telling the full truth if he can about certain aspects of his life. He’s typically just an evasive answerer, rather than an outright liar, and can be bullied pretty easily into telling the truth (or else, stoic silence) by stronger personalities. Believe in Yourself: Not really. Phelan believes in his skills and physical capabilities - he knows he can survive by himself, he knows he can shoot a gun, he knows he can navigate Pandora, and other such things that he knows he can do without question. What he doesn’t believe 100% in is his ability to control himself and his transformations. Because of this, he also doesn’t believe that he has much to offer anyone as a future partner, or even as a friend, and so in general, he tends not to think very highly of himself. Believe in Love: Oh yes. His parents were very much in love, he saw his older siblings fall in love, and until what happened on Pandora he very much believed that one day he would find a partner of his own that he would love and cherish. After his “accident”, Phelan still does believe in love, he just doesn’t believe that anyone would ever fall in love with him, so he no longer expects it as a part of his future. Want Someone: Not necessarily in a romantic sense right away, but Phelan has a very strong desire for companionship that is partially his nature and partially due to the fact that skags are rarely solitary creatures. More than a romantic or sexual partner he wants good friends that he can travel with and spend his downtime with, who he trusts implicitly and who trust him in return.
LAYER SIX: EVER? Been on Stage: Nope Done Drugs: Yes. Changed Who You Were to Fit In: I wouldn’t say he changed who he was, because he hasn’t really changed his base personality much, but Phelan definitely did things to fit in with the “in crowd.” Living on Pandora made it so he had to learn a new way of living to survive, but at the same time he did his best to go about it on his own terms once he got his feet back under him.
LAYER SEVEN: AGE DOB: Not sure how months work in BL verse so ?? How Old Will You Be: 23 in Borderlands 2 Age You Lost Your Virginity: Whenever Elijah decides to bone him idk Does Age Matter: He would never take advantage of someone ridiculously younger than himself, but given his moonlight problems he doesn’t really think anyone is going to be interested in him anyways so I don’t think it’s something he worries about much.
LAYER EIGHT: IN A BOY OR GIRL Best Personality: Angry ginger moonchild Best Eye Color: No preference. Best Hair Color: No real preference. Best thing to do with a Partner: Snuggle together somewhere safe. Go driving somewhere they won’t get shot at, but where they can just enjoy the feeling of the sun and the breeze on their face. Eat piles of delicious food.
LAYER NINE: FINISH THE SENTENCE I love: the people who make me feel human again. I feel: frightened and alone. I hide: from everyone, because I’m afraid of what I am. I miss: my family and my old friends. I wish: I could have saved more of them.
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you’re always making fun of my short legs well jokes on you sucker because you are failing so hard at this obstacles course with your giraffe limbs
you can pout all you want, at the end of the day i win all the arguments because i can just pick you up and place you in a corner a sulk yourself tired
i really wanna knee you in the crotch right now but your crotch is too fucking high
“how did you two meet?” “they tripped over me. while i standing.”
man, i hate going out into huge crowds with you because i always lose you among all the children and i have to peruse through all of them to find you
man, i love going out into huge crowds with you because you’re like a beacon sticking out and i’m basically never lost
whenever i get too mad or frustrated or down you give me a piggyback and it’s embarrassing how much it calms me
you’re so fantastic to cuddle because i can, like, hold all of you. no place misses out on my hugs, you get all the hug, the full hug,, all my love
- jo
Reblog and write the opposite of your URL
This is actually a very fun exercise for me because Macdicilla is a compound of MACaria (heroic daughter of Heracles), bouDICca (iceni queen who led a revolt against Rome), and camILLA (badass Italian warrior woman in the Aeneid.)
So to make a url that is the opposite of mine I’d have to take EURYstheus, enemy of Heracles who sought to kill his children after his death, gaius suetonius pauLINus, who led the Roman troops against Boudicca in the battle of watling street, and arRUNS, the Trojan warrior who killed Camilla in the Aeneid, and the result would be:
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That’s the opposite of my url
sir hammerlock’s almanac, part three
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