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[wolfstarr-the-sequel]

I NEED MORE FANFICTION

I NEED MORE BORDERLANDS X READERS THAT ARENT JUST HANDSOME JACK! THERE ARE MORE CGHARACTERS AND THEY NEED LOVE! BRICK! MORDECAI! DR ZED! SCOOTER! ELLIE! CLAPTRAP EVEN! GIVE ME SOMETHING! ILL KISS THE ROBOT ILL DO IIT SWEAR TO GOD!

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[tinfairies]

Imagine being a low level employee at Hyperion and unfortunately catching Jack's eye.

GN! Reader, yandere themes

Seeing John rise from an IT Tech to the fucking CEO. His name changing to Jack. His personality doing a 180

You never worked with him, just saw him around, called when a computer or bot was on the fritz

Unbeknownst to you, he was obsessed with your entire existence. His heart would jump when you would say his name, the only person he would tolerate saying it.

Definitely stalked you, and kept tabs on the things you liked.

Things in your work area would go missing, pens and office supplies mostly, although some personal affects like chapstick would disappear randomly as well.

Your computer would always lock up, and you'd have to call IT. Somehow John was the only one ever working.

After becoming CEO, and Handsome Jack, he decided to use his power to his advantage.

Promoting you up to his personal assistant so he can have you by his side at all times.

Calling at all hours during the night to discuss work, and other matters. Sometimes he'd even show up at your apartment.

He's suffocating and possessive. But you know that if you reject him that it won't end well.

Just grin and bear it.

At least he hasn't made it sexual

Yet

#Handsome Jack #handsome jack x reader #Yandere #tin talks #Headcanon #borderlands x reader #Borderlands

[trulyumai]

Personal Space? Never Heard Of Her!

Synopsis: You help the big boss (Jack), with every day tasks. He sees some forms missing from his desk and questions you. Jealousy ensues.

Pairing: Handsome Jack/You

Warnings: Murder (I mean it is Jack)

Available on AO3!

A/N: I know this is kind of a niche fandom, but Ive been obsessed with it recently! Enjoy the reading :)

“-Listen, listen, sweetheart, how many times do we have to go through this?” Jack's voice echoed through his office, you stood there just behind him with a frown marking your face. 

“Jack, I already said-” 

“Ah, ah, Mr. Jack pumpkin Mr,” Turning back to you he wiggled his long finger, tutting you lightly. 

“Mr. Jack,” You bit out, 

“The forms were already submitted. I told you the current marketers already came down for them. 

Squinting at you he plopped down on his chair, it groaned in protest as his heeled dress shoes rested on the oak desk in front. 

“Careful with that tone. I just like my things organized, is that so bad? I didn't know those shit brains were already on the new prototype,” Idly swinging his pistol it twirled between the man's fingertips, it would have been quite impressive if you weren't already mildly annoyed. 

Crossing your arms, pivoting one hip to touch the table, you relaxed your face. Somewhat afraid of the man, you didn't want to piss him off this early in the day. 

Afterall, you didn't dare think just how many assistants had come before you, shot and maimed  in this very room before you desperately enough took the interview for this (once in a lifetime) job.

The man rambled on, about the new gun designs, “Dumb ass,” bandits and the citizen who unfortunately ran into him this morning. 

“-Filthy fucking guy, how could he not see me coming! I was gonna rip his eyes out but who am I- '' Pausing all his movements halted, until he slowly, oh so slowly faced towards your direction once more. 

With still movements you paused too, wearily eying the man before he finally spoke up. 

“Wait, wait. Hold on, hold on, back up.”

Backing up a step you gripped one wrist with your hand. 

“No not literally you fucking- Your sentence. The researchers?” Frowning you traced back to your prior conversation 

“Yes, sir. The um, Prototype? They came in early, asked, well, demanded the papers. Said it was urgent.”

Sitting up Jack put both his gloved hands on the desk, gripping the corners until you heard the crinkling of his leather gloves. 

“They came. In my office, and you let them in?” 

Oh no. 

“W-well sir, they said- they demanded me to! Said you gave them special permission, made me walk ahead of them to open the door, and an-” 

A single hand was lifted, halting you to stop the rambling. The glass windows behind him showed the business of the city. Skyscrapers cascaded around the office, the clouds invaded the unusually blue sky and you wanted to run- run and bury yourself between the shiny buildings and fluffy skies. 

“What were these, shall we say, gentlemans names, hm?”

Distracted by the plethora of people on the streets you didn't answer, didn't even notice the man get up from his chair and place himself in front of you until his big hand squeezed the meat around your face. “Answer, pumpkin.” 

“The names? Um, Mordecai- I think and maybe ah-” The grip worsened, with increased pressure you felt the creaking of your jaw, the tightness on your skin. 

“S-Steven! That's it, I'm sure!” 

Eyes darting back and forth between yours he let go, switching to put his arm around your waist. 

“See? Was that so hard! Good job, sweetheart, really, that must have exhausted you,” 

His fingers skirted across your form, until his fingers danced at the hem of the blouse you wore. They lifted it a tad and met the skin with a warm touch, lightly gliding his fingers up down and as he hummed in thought. 

“Pretty sure those are downstairs guys. Let's pay them a visit! See what they have to say about personal space,”

Dragging you along, he pressed the elevator before leaning down on you, putting the side of his head to rest on your own. 

With a cocky expression he noticed your nervous form. “Don't worry, sweetheart- you tell Ol’ Mr. Jack, which one did the demanding and this will all be over soon!” His hand twitched on the opposite side. 

“Maybe we can even get some brunch after, I'm starving.” 

Nodding your head you held back a wince. 

The morning just started and there were already three casualties. 

What a morning in Pandora.

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[thissharktypes]

Into the Border-verse: 3

3 - Sparking up a friendship

You’re pulled from your dreams by humming and quiet clattering behind you. Sitting up you groggily rub the gunk from your eyes and yawn, arms stretching high above you, fully regretting your choice to sleep on the floor. “Well hello there sleepyhead!” You turn to see Jack rummaging around on your bed, picking up random things you had in your backpack “There’s breakfast on the counter for you princess.” He motions towards the kitchenette where a spread of food catches your attention. Your stomach growls harshly, reminding you of just how long it had been since you ate. Trudging over to a chair, dragging the blanket with you, you pile a bit of everything on your plate, fork in hand you happily munch on new and familiar foods. Pancakes, yes, weird shiny fruit, no, red squishy thing, yes, blue hard thing, no. You rank each item in your head as you slowly try bites here and there, every once in awhile glancing over at Jack who was now sprawled out on your bed flicking through a book you had stuffed in your bag months ago and forgotten about “It’s a smutty book.” You say through a mouthful of something similar to a biscuit, Jack looks over at you, an eyebrow raised so high it almost touches his hairline “Why read it when you can just go out and get it.” he groans and tosses the book down. Pink slowly creeps up your neck and cheeks so you duck your head down and focus on the food. Jack lets out a soft “Oh?” and you feel his hand gliding through your hair “I know that flustered look,” he smirks, pearly white teeth distracting you momentarily “Somebody hasn’t gotten laid in awhile~” his voice pitches up, practically singing his mockery. You shrink into your blanket, food now ignored as your face heats up even more, Jacks giggling cuts off “Wait a minute.” he grabs your face and forces you to face him, your eyes looking everywhere but his “Look at me babydoll.” you swallow, the last of your food almost getting caught as you finally make eye contact. His eyes slowly scan your face, your shaking hands, your leg bouncing nervously “You’re a virgin!” he gasps “Virginity is a social construct, it doesn’t exist.” you roll your eyes, trying to mask your nervousness “ Mmhmm, whatever, I’m just saying,” he leans in closer “Nobody’s ever dipped inside your honey pot.” whatever amount of nervousness disappears and you fake gag “Never say that again.” you pull away, gathering your blanket dramatically “Absolutely disgusting way to say that.” you huff, shoving your pile of stuff to the side so you could sit on the bed “Alright, I’ll rephrase,” he holds up his hands in surrender “Nobodies ever fucked your pus-” he’s cut off as a pillow sails through the air, hitting him square in the face. 

You freeze, momentarily forgetting that he was in fact, Handsome Jack, the murderous, serious anger issues and easily pissed off, Handsome Jack. Fear contorts your face and you shift backwards, poised to run. Jack stares at the pillow on the ground “Did you just throw a pillow at me?” he finally looks back at you, taking in your position, like a terrified gazel being spotted by a lion, you dart away, blanket dropping behind you as you shove the door open and book it down the hallway, not even risking facing his wrath. Your heart pounds as you slip on the smooth floors, socks barely giving you traction as you dip around a corner and see an open office, the lights off you can only hope there’s nobody inside as you slide in the room looking for somewhere to hide as angry footsteps come closer. You squeeze yourself inside an empty cabinet, the smell of must papers filling your nose as you pull the door shut.

You swear he can hear your heavy breathing so you clamp your hand over your mouth and squeeze your eyes shut, willing yourself to not cry. Heavy footsteps trail into the room and you shake, so afraid of the outcome of your stupid lack of impulse control. Hinges creak but you refuse to open your eyes, hoping and praying to every deity you could think of that it wasn’t your cabinet that he opened. A soft sigh, followed by shifting, a shoe squeaks against the floor “You can come out little one.” you whimper, eyes finally opening and seeing a frowning Jack bent down in front of you, shaking, glossy eyed and trembling lips, you crawl out from your hiding spot, keeping your eyes on the ground, not wanting to face the end of your very short life. 

A hand slowly comes into view “As much as I’d like to have you on your knees for me, this isn’t what I’d be into pumpkin.” His voice is surprisingly soft and you hesitantly look up at him. Though a frown tugs his eyebrow down in and intimidating expression, there's a flash of kindness in his eyes. You look down at his waiting hand and back up to his face two more times before finally grasping it so he can pull you up.

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[handsometheo]

Can I ask for some yandere handsome jack headcannons?

ABSOLUTELY YOU CAN!!

Yandere Handsome Jack Headcanons

Not my gif

Pairing: Handsome Jack x Gn! reader

Reader pronouns used: They/Them/Their's

Warnings: Anything you would expect in Borderlands, Obsessive Behaviour, unhealthy relationship

Summary: take a hint (sorry if that sounds rude)

THIS IS KINDA SHORT AND I'M SORRY 💜💜

Mf does not let you go anywhere by yourself

Either he needs to be there or you have to literally be carried by a Loader bot.

No you may not walk by yourself.

If you were to walk on the floor, he demands that everyone practically worship it for their own wellbeing

literally had a whole line of Loader bots made specifically just to protect you.

If anybody were to threaten you, they're gone within seconds

A personal kill by Jack, since we know that he has to avenge his loved ones.

If you didn't already pick up on it, he surprisingly does let you walk around Helios freely.

You have access to anywhere he can go, and that's everywhere!

You are not allowed to leave though. So don't try it

He has cameras warching at all times, and I mean all times.

He has a high sexual drive but if you don't want it, he won't force himself on you. So that's at least cool of him

He loves showing you his affections however

You could literally be splayed out over the couch, with arms everywhere and saliva slightly slipping from your lips, and this man would think you're the most mind blowingly wonderful creature to exist. (him being a close second)

That's right, The Handsome Jack puts his s/o over himself.

Angel and you, when Angel is alive you are the only one he is willing to take to see her.

She understands you completely and in fact is so happy to have someone that also gets her.

When she's gone, it's different and you don't have anyone to vent to when things get to be too much

Jack cut off all contact with your friends and family a long time ago.

The loaders obviously tell Jack everything that happens if he isn't watching through the cameras on them

You can buy anything you want, I mean I could totally see Jack buying Butt Stallion for you

He never takes his anger out on you

Even when he's frustrated with you, he could never blame you. You're just confused. Of course you want to be with him.

Who could you possibly leave him for?

This man never received enough affection as a child so now he's clingy af

His childhood was probably the cause of the behaviour in the first place

Needs you to hold him

Stroke his hair

Tell him he's still handsome, he's not ugly, he's not a monster

He also loves to just sit and hold you. no sexual innuendos, no flirting, just Jack and his s/o embracing eachother.

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[atsushimis]

hi!! with me back from traveling and work not taking up so much time, i am finally able to get around to my requests, finish up my account and start writing again!! i missed it so much qwq

my requests are still open so don't hesitate to drop by in my ask box!! <3

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[forthereaderinserts]

AI Jack: thank FUCK- I thought I was going to be stuck in that traitor’s head forever

You: I literally helped kill you

AI Jack: ok and

#incorrect x reader #borderlands imagines #tales from the borderlands imagines #borderlands x reader #handsome jack x reader

[angelsunflowers-fanfics]

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(Please keep in mind that I don't feel comfortable with writing characters x reader, if the character in question is under 18 years old)

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Cinderella ( 1950)

Detroit: Become Human (2018)

Dying light

Encanto (2021)

FNAF (sister location and security breach) (2016 - 2021)

Heavy Rain

Helluva Boss (2020 - present)

Hercules (1997)

How to train your dragon (The series)

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The Incredibles (2004)

Infinity train (2019 - 2021)

Inside job (2022 - present)

the iron giant (1999)

The last of us, Part 1 & 2 (2014 - 2020)

Little Misfortune

Megamind (2010)

The Mitchells vs The Machines (2021)

Moral Orel (2005 - 2008)

Oxenfree (2016)

Princess and the Frog

The Quarry (2022)

Red Dead Redemption 2 (2018)

Resident Evil 7 & 8 (2017 - 2022)

Rise of the guardians (2012)

The road to El Dorado (2000)

Robots (2005)

Rock and Rule (1983)

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The sea beast (2022)

Sing! (2016)

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Spiderverse

Squid game (2021)

Stranger things (2016 - present)

Stray (2022)

Tangled (2010) 

Tinkerbell (2008)

Turning red (just 4town) (2022)

Until Dawn

The Walking dead (main series)

TWDG (2012 - 2022)

The Wolf Among us (2014)

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[frenziedslashers]

Hey! I was wondering if you had your writing requests open and if so if I could request a Timothy Lawrence x Male reader who was hired to be his body guard. If you only do head canon lists thats alright! But if you write one shots it could be something along the lines of the reader gets injured taking a hit for Tim and gets rather confused when Timothy gets concerned for his safety despite just doing his job. This may be incoherent I am very tired but thank you in advance!

The Body Guard;;

A/N: Yes, I can definitely write this for you, thank you for the ask!! Glad to see another Timothy enjoyer on my blog :)) Sorry if this isn't the best. I am trying to get back into the groove of writing!

Pairing: Timothy Lawrence x Reader

Warnings: Canon Typical Violence, gun shot wound, male reader

He had no reason for a body guard, whatsoever. Sure, he was Jack's doppelgänger, but that's just it. He was nothing but a doppelgänger. In Jack's eyes, hell, in everyones eyes. He was replaceable. If he got shot that was on him and Jack could make a new body double. Yet, he was assigned you.

Timothy of course wasn't complaining when he met you. He didn't do a lot of talking when he met you. You intimidated him, to say the least. From your personality that Lawrence grew to love. To your appearance that he just couldn't get enough of. Everything about you was perfect, amazing.

You were handsome, and he was starstruck.

Weeks went by, even months and you were there with him everyday. Soon enough Timothy was an open book to you. Telling him everything that he could. Without risking getting in trouble by Hyperion, of course.

"I used to have freckles, you know?" He'd tell you, and his face would flush red under his mask when you revealed that he was probably adorable. He wasn't one hundred percent sure if you were being serious, or if you were being sarcastic. He took it as a flirtatious compliment, either way.

Nothing special ever happened at the Casino, so of course Timothy grew bored. He'd seek you for amusement. Some days you wondered why when there wasn't much for you to do besides protect him from the threats that ran around the casino. Such as the psycho's and bandits that ran to and fro.

"One day, if I ever get out of here, that is. I want us to go somewhere far away. Maybe to a moon on the outskirts of the system, where we can visit." Timothy day dreamt aloud, and you smiled. "Are you saying you want to run away with me?" You asked, and you broke into a smile at how flustered he grew. His gaze diverting from yours. The way he curled in on himself in the chair that he sat on.

"What? No! I mean, would you want to?" You smiled, pondering his nervous question. "I'd like to, if I don't get hired to watch anyone else." Timothy only nodded, reaching up to run his hand through his hair. "Right, right. Wouldn't want to take you from your job," you only nodded. You wished there was a way to help him escape this hell of his.

A few weeks later is when the accident happened. The two of you were running through the halls of the casino from a group of bandits that decided they wanted to pick a fight with you both. Typically they minded their own business, but today was not one of those days.

"What did we do?" Timothy asked in a panic, racing ahead of you as you turned to fire a shot at the psycho that neared the both of you. Timothy turning his head in time to watch the bandit go flying back with the force of the bullet in his chest. Blood splattering on the floor and wall beside it. It was truly horrific, but he was sadly used to it. Nearly as much as you were.

"I'd say we look too much like a meal to them," you shouted back, grabbing Timothy by the arms while tossing him to the side. Throwing the man behind a slot machine before you took a hit from the bullet that nearly hit him.

Timothy heard your shout no matter how hard you tried to suppress the noise. His eyes wide in terror.

"You're hit!" No shit.

You didn't say anything back. You only held your arm while taking cover beside the worrying male. Reaching for a grenade in your pocket before deploying it. "Cover your ears!" You yelled while shielding him yet again with your body.

The grand took out most of the bandits. Leaving you and Timothy with only a few more to wipe out - which wasn't too difficult. Once they were gone, Timothy was tugging you back towards his hide out.

"Tim, I'm fine," you snarled, but he was stubborn. Just as stubborn as you were. "You're not fine, you're bleeding and can hardly move your arm!" He snarled back, and you only rolled your eyes in defeat as he drug you to his bed. Grabbing some bandages on the way over.

"I've been shot before, you know? You think this is my first rodeo?" You asked, and he snorted. "Yeah, and I've been shot too. So I know that leaving it to fester isn't a good idea, bucko." He shot back with a chuckle. You only sighed with a nod in response. He was right, he always was it seemed like.

"So," He started in when it felt silent between the both of you. Helping you out of your shirt so he could get to the wound better. He never did seem to like the silence. He always got anxious, and nervous when it fell quiet. Especially when he was in predicaments that made him rather nervous anyways, like the one right now. Where he was so close to you that he could feel your body heat. The fact that you were just in the bullet proof vest under your shirt and jacket now was just the icing on the cake. A part of him wished you were shot in the chest just so he could see you without it. His eyes lingering while his hands held your arm.

"So?" You repeated when all he did was stare. IF anything, catching him staring at you like that fed your confidence that he might have some sort of attraction for you as well. "So uhm" he cleared his throat, "Where else have you been shot before?" He asked, chewing on his bottom lip as he wiped the blood from your arm. Taking note of the exit wound on the back. Doing his best not to hurt you in the process. Though you still winced and hissed when he touched your arm just right.

"A lot of places," you huffed out while he dabbed at the agitated skin. "I've got a nasty scar on my stomach, been shot in the back, my legs, been cut up by knives and shrapnel." You uttered, and he nodded. "Jeez, and I thought I had bad luck," he chuckled, and you nodded. "Thought you said you got shot before?" You questioned, and he sighed. "I did, but only twice, and I have the threat of my face or hand exploding." He chuckled, and you nodded.

"I'm sorry," He spoke, and you furrowed you brows, but quickly understood when he drenched your wound in alcohol with gauze. "Shit!" You hissed, and he pursed his lips with a worried brow. "I'm sorry, I know it hurts," he stammered, his hand growing a little shaky as he worked. Finally able to inject you with health serum after the wound was properly cleaned. Placing a bandage over top of it in order to help it heal properly. The serum only speeding up the process.

"Guess I need a better shield," you tried to joke, but Timothy hardly laughed at that. Only staring at where the bandage was placed now.

"I'm real sorry," he muttered, and you tilted your head. A little confused why he was repeating his apologies. "What for?" "For getting you into this mess! I don't deserve a body guard. Hell, I don't deserve having someone look out for me! I should have been the one who got shot," he spoke with distress. You only frowned at his words. You hated when he thought this way.

"Timothy, it's my job. If it wasn't you, it'd be someone else I was protecting. You do deserve having someone look after you. You don't deserve to be alone," you spoke, doing your best to get through to him, but it only seemed to make him more upset. "I just don't want to lose you," he muttered. Looking up at you with glossy eyes. "I can't be alone. Not again, not ever. Having you here is the only thing that keeps me sane. I was terrified when you got shot, I thought," he sighed, "I thought I was going to have to live here alone, with nothing but my thoughts and the idiots that run around here!" He snapped, and you smiled faintly at his ramble. Though you understood his worry, it was quite endearing hearing him say such things.

"Well, you won't lose me," he looked back over at you. "We're running away together, remember?" You asked, and he felt his face flush. thankful the masks as there to hide it. "I was hoping you forgot about that..." You snickered, reaching out to place a hand on his thigh. "How could I?"

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[carmen-is-away]

masterlist.

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[hrefna-the-raven]

Cheering up Timothy

Words: 1123

Warnings: smut, 18+, daddy kink

Handsome Jack was dead and with his death Timothy's life would surely change completely, although he didn't know how exactly since his boss' death was not a clause in his contract. Jack never thought he would die like he did, he was the hero of this story after all. Since the news of his passing the body double sat on the couch in their apartment, stripped of the ridiculous amount of clothes, the mask lying on the table in front of him, sipping on a half empty bottle of whiskey. He never was much of a drinker, but he really had no clue on how to continue and the easiest for now was to drown his fear and doubts of the future in alcohol. His lips felt already numb and his vision was slightly blurred, lost in his fearful thoughts, he didn't even notice that you entered the room and silently observed him for a moment. You knew him and Jack from their time on Elpis, helping them to save the day, kill the Colonel and open the vault. You always had a soft spot for Tim, tagging along, spending time with him and helping him wherever you could, you even lived with him and Jack in the same place to remain close. Seeing him so desperate now hurt a lot. You walked up to him, ripped the bottle out of his hand and took a long sip before putting it on the table. He looked at you with his bleary mismatched eyes as you stood before him dressed in nothing but his worn yellow Hyperion t-shirt and a faint smile formed on his lips. You sat on his lap, placing your hands on the sides of his head, looking deep into his eyes.

“You shouldn't be like this, Tim. With Jack dead, you are free and you should be happy and not sitting here alone on the couch, drowning yourself in booze.”

He wrapped his arms around, pulling you closer.

“I've got the face of the most hated man and he is not even alive anymore to keep this company running or to protect me”, he paused a moment before continuing, “to protect us. I...I just don't know what to do.”

You placed a finger on his lips, “we don't need Jack to protect us and we don't need him to keep this company running. I have the shares, you have the face, we're the only ones who know about his death for now, so together we will keep this train in motion. You're strong enough to go through this, let's do it together! Let's not give up our life!”

You leaned in and kissed him deeply. Tim hugged you tighter, pushing you firmly on to him. Your tongue played along his lips before entering his mouth as you placed one hand on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin radiating on yours and the quickening heartbeat underneath. It is not the first time you tried to cheer him up, he was well aware of what was about to happen and he would enjoy it as much as all the previous times. You always knew what he needed and even at his saddest moments, with you on his side, he was the happiest man alive. Maybe also the most hated by proxy, but he tried to throw that thought as far away as he could. Bucking his hips, he rubbed against you, softly moaning as a bulge formed underneath his briefs. You broke the kiss to remove your tee and threw it on the floor. He leaned in to run his tongue around your nipple, sucking it gently. You rubbed yourself against his erection, moaning at the pleasurable feeling as the wetness pooled between your legs. Timothy lifted your hips up a bit to pull down his underpants and pressed you back on his erected cock. He felt so good, his soft skin on yours, his hard dick on your wet folds, it was a pleasure you wouldn't want to miss anymore. You started humping him faster, pushing him back and pressing your lips back on his. He eagerly sucked on your lips, rubbing your clit with his hand and a lustful moan escaped your mouth. You couldn't wait any longer, you needed to feel him deep inside of you. You lifted your hips slightly, grabbed his cock, moved it to your entrance and let your body down slowly. You both groaned at the sensation and feeling his dick twitch inside of you. You moved your hips back and forth, riding Timothy, very slowly at first before adjusting to a much quicker pace. Timothy's hands grabbed you, holding you still for a moment, breaking your kiss.

“I need-ah-f-fuck...you now”, he stammered lightly as his cheeks reddened.

His grip tightened and he heaved you next to him, moving one hand to your head, pressing it on the couch while he positioned himself behind you. Being beyond your range of vision, mixed with the sweet encouraging push of the alcohol, he acquired a sudden assurance that grew unto him during his years as a doppelganger.

“Oh Timmy, plea-”, you cut off the sentence as his other hand smacked on your ass.

“Daddy is going to show you some good time”, he drawled in Jack's seductive voice.

Before you could realise what he was doing, you could already feel the tip of his cock pressing against your entrance.

“Tell me what you need, pumpkin.”

“Tim-oooooh!”, you sputtered in an ecstatic moan before he pressed a hand on your mouth.

“Call me daddy, pumpkin, otherwise I will not fuck you.”

“Yes, daddy.”, you purred with intensified arousal.

Timothy push his hips forward, penetrating you deeply. He pushed harder and faster at every thrust, hitting your sweet spot just right. You could feel your orgasm build up and you started to push your hips against Timothy's thrusts to make them harder, trying to get his cock as far inside you as possible.

“Oh, pumpkin, daddy is clos-”

He came and you could feel his cum filling you up inside while your walls tightened and your own orgasm hit you hard. With a pleased sigh, you let yourself fall back on the couch, pulling Timothy, who was breathless and smiled happily, next you. You ran your fingers through his messy darkbrown hair.

“You really think I could be Jack?”, uncertainty filled his voice.

“You don't need to BE Jack”, you gently stroke his cheek, “just make sure no one will ever dare to challenge you and you'll be fine.”

You placed a soft kiss on his lips, placed your head on his chest an listened a while to his now calm breathing before dropping off.

#borderlands #borderlands x reader #timothy lawrence #timothy lawrence x reader #timothy lawrence x you #jack doppelganger #jack doppelganger x reader #jack (borderlands) #jack (borderlands) x reader #handsome jack #jimothy #jack x reader

[moxxis-bar]

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…”

#fl4k x reader #fl4k #borderlands #borderlands x reader

[tinfairies]

Hi Tin! I see Borderlands in your pinned post! May I request smut headcanons for Moxxi with a female s/o?

Moxxi Smut Headcanons

GN! Reader, AFAB body

Moxxi is very kinky, she's willing to try (and has) anything once.

If you're new to sex, or new to kinks, she'll go very slow and gentle until you tell her not to.

Loves eating cunt. She likes receiving but giving is so much more fun for her.

Will spend hours getting to know every crevice of you, where your sensitive spots are, just how hard she has to rub at your clit. If you like it circular, up and down, or side to side.

Her fingers and tongue are very skilled, she knows exactly how to get you dripping wet and squirting.

Has many different sizes of strap ons, and will use what your comfortable with, whether it's 5 inches or 10 inches.

Big on safewords and takes them very seriously. Checks in often to make sure you're okay with what she's doing.

Definitely gets you to try new things, she loves being dominant but will be submissive for you if that's what you want.

Moxxi's favorite positions are missionary and doggy, both for different reasons.

The way your tits bounce in missionary gets her riled up, as well as being able to see all your expressions.

Beg for her cock, she will go feral.

Fucking you from behind, hitting that delicious spot inside of you, stretching your cunt open. Moxxi loves to watch the strap disappear inside you, your cunt sucking it in as if it needs her.

Aftercare is a huge thing for her. Very important, non negotiable.

Will help you cleanup, get you water, pain meds and anything you need. Kisses over your hickeys and bruises, gently massaging your sore muscles.

Moxxi is a wild card, but she knows when to play it and knows exactly what you want before you even know it yourself.

#mad moxxi #borderlands moxxi #Borderlands #borderlands x reader #Moxxi x reader #Borderlands smut #Smut #Headcanons #Borderlands headcanon

[theflrehawk]

Does anyone know of any x reader fics for any fandoms where the reader isn't described as having perfect perky double D's? Because I'm a double A and I'd like to read a reader insert that doesn't make me feel like crap, no one writes for small breasted readers. And if you're here to attack me and anyone else for having small breasts then leave. There's tons of fics praising big breasted readers but none for small chests. So if anyone knows of any fics for small chested readers or actual reader inserts please let me know, the fandoms I'm in are in the tags

#fallout 4 #fallout 3 #skyrim #borderlands #twdg #slasher fandom #supernatural #the avengers #teen wolf #fallout x reader #twdg x reader #wynonna earp #wynonna earp x reader #borderlands x reader #teen wolf x y/n #supernatural x reader #slasher x reader

[thissharktypes]

Into the Border-verse: 1

Not super canon for timeline, events or locations

anti-crimson raiders and some lilith hatred from reader/jack

GN/slightly fem reader

Soft boi Jack

1 -  Shocking beginnings

You blink at the screen, eyes occasionally flicking to the clock in the corner waiting for your alarm to signal that it’s time to head to work. Your backpack strap digs into your shoulder as you aggressively smash buttons on your controller, you groan as a psycho runs over your character and you re-spawn “Fucks sake.”  you mumble through a mouthful of poptart, half of it hanging out of your mouth, practically forgotten as you try and speed through another side mission, desperately trying to level up. Something appears on your mini-map, a bright neon green tower of some sort. Your character turns towards it, your curiosity piqued as you’ve run all over this map and have never seen that beacon before. 

A giant electrical tower slowly comes into view and your confusion grows, a large blinking light at the top practically summons you to park at the base, “Hmm.” another quiet murmur around the poptart as you lead your character around the tower, searching for a mission board or something. Finally you see a large button, a small smile tugs at your lips as you read the goofy graffiti sign above the button ‘Press button for a good time.’ with a flashing image of Handsome Jack winking, you shrug and guide your character to press it. You wait, nothing happens, disappointed you turn to leave, A quick zap brings your attention down to your now violently vibrating controller, before you can even think about dropping the sparking and shaking controller your vision goes black. 

You blink, everything appearing slightly hazy and blindingly bright, groaning you sit up, the poptart now laying on the ground next to you. A pair of shoes walk into your line of vision “what the fuck…” your eyes follow long legs, to a toned stomach and up to a very angry red head “whatthefuck what the fuck whatthefuck whatthe fuck.” you scramble backwards, your head swinging around trying to drink in your surroundings as quickly as possible. The very distinct art style, characters standing in front of you and the large windows showing a terrifying view of space takes a few moments to click. 

When the puzzle pieces finally start fitting together you try your hardest to focus on the red head that was pacing back and forth talking to another woman with short black hair “L-Lilith?” she turns to stare at you, her eyes narrowing “How do you know my name, Who sent you?” a gun appears in her hand and is suddenly pressed against your skull “Oh god.” you can legitimately feel your bladder clench and it takes every muscle in your body to not piss yourself right there on the floor “Video game.” you choke out, eyes tightly shut. You feel the gun slowly pull away and you peek an eye open “What?” she asks, now looking confused “You’re a video game?” you repeat, questioning what you just said “What did you say?” the gun is pointed at you again and you whimper “Wait! Wait, I can explain!” you scramble to unzip your backpack, fumbling to pull out your phone and unlock it, finally holding it up, hands shaking, so Lilith can see the screen recording of your last playthrough. 

She stares at it, slowly turning towards Tannis, seeing that she’s also watching the device in your hands, Lilith's focus turns back to you “You guys are a video game…” you hesitate, your mouth suddenly very dry “In my universe?” you manage to squeak out. Roland moves forward, crouching in front of you “Are you telling us that you are from another universe?” you nod rapidly, hoping the group believes you. There's a long pause of silence “Prove it.” You turn to Lilith “How?” you choke out, barely able to remember your characters name, let alone enough facts about the game to help yourself out. You watch as Lilith shifts, tapping her chin with a long finger “What’s something only someone who supposedly ‘played our game’ would know…” She trails off, looking at Tannis “Uhhh, Your name is Lilith, you’re a siren, So is Tannis,” you point at her “Well, maybe not yet, I’m not actually sure where we are in the storyline, but I’m guessing it's Borderlands 2 since Roland is still alive.” You ramble, desperate to not deepthroat a bullet from Lilith. You slap your hand over your mouth, realizing what you said “Still alive?” Roland asks, your eyes flicker between each person before slowly nodding “You die in the second game…” it’s so quiet you can hear the blood rushing in your head.  Roland shifts off his knee and onto the ground, sitting across from you “How does it happen.” he asks quietly, making very intense eye contact. This was not a situation you had even considered to plan for, how could you, you got fucking electrocuted and ended up in a video game. “Jack, Handsome Jack.” you gulp “But honestly that whole situation was really messed up because you guys killed Jack's daughter so it makes sense that he would retaliate.” you fidget as their harsh stares burn into your skin “Jack has a kid?” you nod again, feeling a bit light headed from the extreme rush of emotions in the past few moments “Yeah, Angel, She tries to help you guys out,” you press your palm to your head, suddenly aware of the splitting headache now vibrating through your skull. The group looks dumbfounded, “Angel is Jack's daughter?” your vision blurs as you try to respond, your head drooping backwards, dangerously close to cracking your skull on the metal railing behind you “Oh shit, hey now, stay with us, don’t go passing out on us.” Through blurry vision you see Lilith lean down and you feel yourself being slung over her shoulder “Grab the kids stuff, find an empty room for ‘em” your body bounces limply as Lilith starts walking. Succumbing to the darkness, your last thought is ‘dear god let me wake up in my own room’.

#borderlands #borderlands x reader #handsome jack #handsome jack x reader #borderlands 2 #borderlands handsome jack #handsome jackpot #timothy lawrence x reader #y/n #y/n reader

[handsometheo]

Short lil Handsome Jack x reader thing

"Hello John." My face and tone remain flat as the low level programmer enters the room. I gesture towards the door to my left that leads to Mr Tassiter's office "Mr Tassiter is waiting inside."

"It's Jack. Cupcake." He glares for a second before his eyes soften. I've not paid this much attention to him before but I do have to admit he has gorgeous eyes.

"My apologies,Jack." I bow my head sincerely at him as he approaches my desk.

"Oh don't you worry your pretty little head sweetheart, I'll always forgive you." His voice gets deeper and his eyes seem more hooded. "but only You."

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Just a lil crappy thing I wrote because I had to take some time off. Money problems and such, I may have to go on another hiatus for a time due to issues with Money in my life but just know I'm still writing the Bejeweled Rewrite whenever I can.

#x reader #borderlands #borderlands 2 #handsome jack #handsome jack x reader #fanfic #bl3 #handsomemilo #bl2 #borderlands x reader #x reader fanfiction #self insert fic #self insert fanfiction