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@thesmolhyperion--archived-blog
// Alright! I finally decided to simply archive this blog because I couldn’t bring myself to delete it completely. Feel free to find me HERE if you still want to chat or rp. Like I said, I might come back to Tales if more content is released, but it’ll be on a completely new blog.
See you all on the other side!
// Alright! I finally decided to simply archive this blog because I couldn’t bring myself to delete it completely. Feel free to find me HERE if you still want to chat or rp. Like I said, I might come back to Tales if more content is released, but it’ll be on a completely new blog.
See you all on the other side!
Pending Deletion
thesmolhyperion:
// Hey.
So, I’m going to go ahead and delete this blog.
I don’t know when I’m gonna bring it back, but honestly, there just isn’t much activity here, and the fandom itself is pretty dead. I’m close to 600 followers and I only ever interacted with a few people. Save a small group of dedicated writers, I don’t think I have much of a place here anymore.
I’ll still be trying to keep up my Axton blog as well as Hanzo, but unfortunately Vaughn has got to go. Maybe I’ll bring him back when Borderlands 3 inevitably announces, or another season of Tales. I’d rather just put this blog down now.
Thanks to everyone who’s interacted me in the past! I had a great time here and have so many memories. I’ll probably horde the URL just so I can bring this back someday.
See you all around.
~ Olivia
Pending Deletion
// Hey.
So, I’m going to go ahead and delete this blog.
I don’t know when I’m gonna bring it back, but honestly, there just isn’t much activity here, and the fandom itself is pretty dead. I’m close to 600 followers and I only ever interacted with a few people. Save a small group of dedicated writers, I don’t think I have much of a place here anymore.
I’ll still be trying to keep up my Axton blog as well as Hanzo, but unfortunately Vaughn has got to go. Maybe I’ll bring him back when Borderlands 3 inevitably announces, or another season of Tales. I’d rather just put this blog down now.
Thanks to everyone who’s interacted me in the past! I had a great time here and have so many memories. I’ll probably horde the URL just so I can bring this back someday.
See you all around.
~ Olivia
Hiatus Notice
// Okay so, here’s the deal.
I’m going on hiatus up in here.
As soon as I get off that hiatus, which probably won’t be till mid november, I’ going to completely redo this blog, and I mean completely. I fully intend to bring it back, but consider all my current threads dropped.
Once I get back i’ll start fresh.
For more Visit MY BLOG HERE.
Rhys, you don’t understand. To them- YOU are the Great Liberator. You see, you crashing Helios shed them of their corporate shackles-
and of course, led to a cult revering the very same actions that haunts him every night. He’s so pleased :’D
for @realityphobia, @ledgem and @thirtysixsavefiles, because if I suffer u must too
I fell in and now I think I might drown
First part of the art stream and I managed to finish this piece off
[PLEASE DON’T USE/REUPLOAD MY ART]
Honest to God, this was my first thought when I saw Rhys’ official tattoo design.
Bonus:
judging u
Maya was glaring at the stranger, the fact that he just burst into her home without so much of a knock was annoying. “So, you run into any stranger’s home when there’s a storm out?”
“I...” Yes, it was odd, but he didn’t know what else to do. Rain was something he enjoyed to stand in but vicious winds were not, “Yes? I just panicked okay?”
His eyebrows rose somewhat at the other’s antics, Rhys trying to remember if he had ever spent time with some of the more aquatic monsters, a couple coming to mind that he had heard about, but nobody he could say he knew personally. He made a small mental note that maybe it would be good for both their sake to keep a few extra water bottles around, not that Rhys drank them often anyway.
Should eat a little more often, too, now that he thought about it.
“I mean,” he started, pulling himself away from his thoughts, “you climb the ladder high enough, you could probably get yourself a pool to jump into whenever you need to.”
“That’s a nice thought.” He takes a moment to imagine himself diving into a pool of fresh, hydrating water. At this point he’d kill to have a luxury like that. Unfortunately he didn’t, having to settle with taking a bath or shower everyday to keep from drying out.
“Don’t you get hungry? I mean...you know what I mean.”
it had been awhile
the galatarium (orchestral) // tales from the borderlands {composed by jared emerson-johnson}
“My… bath?” Rhys gives him a hesitant and somewhat unsure stare before putting the bag of chips down he was snacking on. He flashes a sheepish grin and shrugs. “Uhhh yeah, sure. The hot water acts up sometimes, but other than that it’s a pretty nice tub. This way.” He reaches to gently tug his friend along toward the bathroom. Sure, he probably already knows where it is by now… but whatever. The door is opened and he flicks the light on before nodding to Vaughn with a smile.
“I’d rather you not collapse, so … it’s all yours.”
Vaughn hadn’t known Rhys long. He in a way latched onto him as soon as he showed him a semblance of kindness, even it was as simple as giving him water to drink. In a way he felt he’d grown attached, but then again, he didn’t know how relations really worked for land dwellers. Regardless, it still felt strange to ask to use a bath in the privacy of the man’s home.
Relief rushes over him when he’s guided inside, thankful that he hadn’t insulted him, “Thank you...” he says and he shifts into the bathroom, turning and looking at him from the threshold.
“I’ll...I won’t take long okay?”
