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Please I NEED Borderlands 4 news soon we barely know anything

Yeah yeah I know there's gonna be a state of play talking about it more but consider that I am desperate for more information and would like that presentation to happen very soon

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So I know they've shown off the ECHOdex things in the past few years (with new tales and I think there was a scene with one in the movie?) but I hope they don't entirely get rid of the usual ECHO devices for future borderlands stuff. I love the aesthetic of the big clunky devices and I feel like they have more customization potential than what's essentially just a smart watch.

This isn't a complaint or anything, I won't be upset if they use the ECHOdexes, it's just more of a personal preference.

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Playing BL1 gave me an new appreciation for just how built different the people of Pandora are because holy shit the animals on that planet are a nightmare.

You got stuff ranging from skags on every street corner, rakks dive bombing people, spiderants, and then shit like drifters crawling out from what I can only assume are the pits of hell.

It really is a nightmare planet and everyone that lives there deserves a medal, a lifetime pass to therapy, and then like seven guns to fight off whatever decides to wage war on them next.

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The music from Tales gets me every time. It fits SO well with what's going on in that moment and the sequences that go with them are all so good.

My Silver Lining especially will never fail to make me emotional every time it plays at the end, god it's such a good song to end the game on.

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All I want from Borderlands 4 is for the found families to be reunited again. Especially the Tales crew.

Please give them all back to me, why did they separate them to begin with??? They had such a good dynamic.

And I'm including Gortys, Loaderbot, and even Athena and Janey in this as well. Hand them all over immediately, safe and sound.

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Siren Fiona AU? Don't mind if I do.

Some silly Rhyiona messages under the cut because Rhys loves his Siren gf

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Can't stop thinking about what other characters perspective of the start of TFTBL episode 5 is.

From their perspective it started as an ordinary day, some people saw some strange makeshift rocket go up to Helios, but then out of the blue Helios, the giant oppressive reminder of Hyperion ruling their planet, begins crashing to the ground and they can finally see Elpis clearly again.

Then all of a sudden people around where the Traveller gets summoned see a beacon light up, a giant robot appears, and a vault opens before the robot explodes and the vault disappears along with it's monster.

The vast majority of people probably never even know what happened to cause ANY of that since I doubt the Tales crew would be going around telling people about Jack's AI, or about how Gortys can open a vault.

Maybe there were strange rumours circulating around of people hearing the voice of Jack flickering in and out and swearing they saw his face from a distance on a screen in the crash site before it disappeared and everything went silent.

Maybe some of the people near the vaults site started telling people they saw a strange woman climb out from a escape pod and hold someone at gunpoint in front of a raging vault monster.

Maybe all that was brushed off as tall tales because the only people who knew what really happened never told anyone, and that's why Marcus said that history forgets those who risk it all for less obvious rewards, but that stories are what still remember them

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Limited palette challenge: Felix

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More Rhyiona fics? Yes PLEASE! ✨

Show Me My Silver Lining (TFTBL Rhys/Fiona Fanfiction) - Chapter One

SUMMARY: A fan-written continuation of the lives of the Atlas CEO and Pandoran Vault Hunter. Canon-aligned with TFTBL, but not with game 3. What happened after the vault? How does the beloved duo continue growing together? Rhyiona ship including slow burn, fluff, and banter. Enjoy!

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CHAPTER ONE: It’s Not Worth Losing People Like You

Fiona and Rhys were teleported outside of the vault arch, the arch no longer glowing. In the hand Fiona used to touch the chest was a glowing pendant shaped like an armillary sphere. The pendant was a saturated purple like the inside of the vault. Tiny strange markings were written all over, surely of some alien language. 

“What is this? Some sort of fidget toy?” Fiona mumbled. While Fiona dangled it by the chain, Rhys took the pendant in his hand, flicking the rings into spinning. Around them, portals of images appeared. The two stilled, wide-eyed and gaping.

“Woah…” Fiona turned, glancing over each one.

Rhys took a step back. “‘Woah’ is right…”

In each portal, there was a different terrain. One was a dark exotic jungle, another was a sunny meadow. One depicted a red canyon and black sky, while another showed the bottom of the ocean. Then Rhys and Fiona looked towards the portal image that showed exactly where they were standing, right at the empty vault arch. Rhys experimentally waved one arm up, then saw his arm move in the image in real time.

“Huh,” Rhys said. “I think this might be showing us spots the Vault of the Traveler… well, has traveled to.” He tried scanning it with his echo eye, then frowned. “Not any data about this thing, other than that it came out of the vault, so that’s my guess.”

“Hmm… Don’t you think there’d be more locations if this shows exactly where the vault teleported? I thought it’d travel a ton more throughout the galaxy.” Brows furrowed, Fiona then gave the pendant’s rings another flick. Suddenly, the portal images blurred and switched to presenting entirely different locations. “Oh okay, there we go. Wow,” Fiona stared around, giving it another flick, cueing another blur, followed with more locations. Flicked, blurred, another set of locations, flicked, blurred, another set of locations. She sucked in a breath, processing it all. “This is… this is a lot.”

Overwhelmed, they looked at one another. Rhys helplessly shrugged. “So, what now?”

—Months later—

Throughout the few months of holding onto it, her mind feverishly went back and forth on what to do with it. At first, the idea that it could get her to travel to places unknown was incredibly exciting. Exploring perhaps uncharted worlds, and that it could bring her a significant advantage on maybe tracking down other vaults, thrilled her in all her waking hours. The endless possibilities of how future adventures may play out, epic saga after epic saga, was all she could think about. She and Rhys had shown Sasha and Vaughn, and they were also speechless at the sights it revealed, giving Fiona an extra sense of importance to her unique possession.

So why didn't she get around to using it? It gave her nightmares. Or, as she feared, more accurately it gave her visions. Though the strong taste of hope and excitement initially fueled her, any goodness she felt immediately died out when she started waking up in cold sweat. She’d wake up from nightmares of accidentally going through portals she couldn’t get out of. She drowned herself at the bottom of the ocean. She stepped into a tornado. She choked in outer space. Fiona would bolt up in the middle of the night, heart racing and mouth swearing. However, the nightmares of tragic deaths weren’t what got to her the most. No; it was the nightmares about her getting placed somewhere in the galaxy, and then the pendant would stop working, or spontaneously shattered in her hand. Then inevitably she’d have no connection or way of communication. No getting back to Sasha, to Vaughn, or to Rhys. Forever. 

Fortunately, in Fiona’s eyes at least, Sasha hadn’t caught on too much regarding her nightmare outbursts. Sasha had grown to be a heavy sleeper, especially with a sister who snores like Fiona. However, it didn’t take long for Sasha to notice the consequences of Fiona’s sleep deprivation. Fiona also lost her appetite and severely paled as a result. It became more apparent and concerning when Fiona had zoned out while August smashed a bottle onto the head of a customer who refused to pay for his drinks. When August dragged the guy out of the Purple Skag to “discuss other payment options,” Sasha turned and frowned at Fiona.

“Fi?” Sasha nudged Fiona’s arm. Fiona, sat hunched over with her arms folded on the counter, slowly looked up at her, and Sasha shook her head. “Okay, there’s broken glass right in front of you at your elbows, and you didn’t even notice. You’re off. You didn’t even scowl when August kissed me on the cheek earlier. ”

Fiona frowned. “Oh. Gross.” Sasha and August had gotten back together, but for real this time. Though they were happy together, and Sasha’s happiness and being cared for was what counted to Fiona, she’d still scrunch her nose at Sasha’s taste in men. Fiona slowly blinked a moment more. “Gross.”

“See?” Sasha shook her head as she began to sweep the glass into a dustpan. “Why’d it take you so long to respond? You’re like, on pause. You’ve been on pause for a while now. What’s been going on?”

Fiona shrugged absentmindedly.

Sasha huffed. “I’m tired of seeing you like this. I’ve asked you so many times to explain, and then I realized you’re not even present enough to hear me. How do you think I feel seeing you like this? Imagine if it were me like how you are right now instead of you.”

Fiona finally sucked in a breath, dragging a hand down her face. “I’m sorry. You’re right,” she admitted. “I’m punishing us both right now. I just,” Fiona paused, trying to formulate a coherent sentence. “I need to figure out how to get rid of it.”

Sasha raised a brow. “Get rid of what?”

Fiona felt the room blur in and out of focus. She wasn’t too phased by it. It happened a lot since the nightmares made her dread bedtime. 

“Fiona?”

Fiona felt her limbs go numb. She wasn’t used to that happening as much. “We should call Rhys to–” The room started spinning. “Call Rhys to–”

Suddenly, Fiona fell off the stool and into darkness.

…

Dark out when Fiona woke up, she found herself blanketed on the couch in the back of their caravan. From the vault loot Sasha collected, they managed to buy a new and improved model. Bigger than the old one and with more windows along the sides, there was still the similar layout of a small kitchen against a wall accompanied by a well cushioned couch and table. With the additional space, it was enough to house queen-size bunk beds pushed against the very back. Thrifted quilts made the tight squeeze of bed space come across more cozy than cramped. Along with the fresh painted interior and new curtains, the sisters made it work. They were especially grateful to have real mattresses in a new home.

Fiona stared at the ceiling for a moment, then turned her head and noticed a health hypo on the table. 

“Hey,” a voice said softly on the couch beside her. Craning back where her head rested, Fiona faced a dark pinstripe pant leg leading to a matched button-up, then spotted a familiar gold eye.

Rhys peered down at her with a smile. He toyed with her hat, spinning it around on one hand. “Glad to see you’re up.”

Her eyes immediately latched onto her beloved piece of clothing. “Give my hat back,” she groaned. She slowly brought herself sitting, letting the blanket fall to her lap. Though she felt lightheaded, she didn’t hesitate to grab for it, but Rhys held it up and away from her.

“You’ll get it back,” he assured her. “After you eat that grilled cheese.” Rhys gestured to the sandwich on the table. 

Fiona scoffed. “You think I can’t get my hat from you otherwise?”

“I’ve got height to my advantage,” Rhys said. He had a confident quirk of a brow. “We both know you won’t be able to reach it being held up when I stand.”

“Mhm, but if I kick you behind the knees suddenly height won’t be a problem,” Fiona grinned, momentarily amused by the challenge.

Rhys smiled and shook his head. “Fiona,” he said gently. His eyes then softened. “Please, if not for you, do it for me– and-and for Sasha. I– uh, we– care about you. We care about you a lot.” He cleared his throat and briefly glanced away. His face faintly reddened, or maybe that’s just what Fiona thought she saw. She was still regaining a grasp on her surroundings, after all. 

Embarrassed for even thinking that he might’ve blushed at her, Fiona quickly shoved the idea down with a bite of the sandwich. Suddenly, she felt hunger kicked in as she chewed. 

“Huh. I haven’t felt hungry in a while,” she said between mouthfuls.

Rhys leaned back in relief as she ate. “Yeah, Sasha said so.”

Fiona glanced at him. “So, how did you get here?”

“Sasha called Vaughn to get Cassius. Doc brought you a health hypo and gave you some shots to kickstart your body in regaining energy again.”

“He’s still not a doctor, but okay.” Fiona tilted her head. “Well, he did make Vaughn well before. And I guess I’m starting to feel better than I have been for a bit. Guess that counts for something.”

“I think so,” Rhys said, tracing the rim of her hat. “Anyways, Sasha called me to come see you.”

“Funny,” Fiona frowned. She consciously resisted the urge to pluck her hat then and there. “Out of the two of us, I’d think I’m more of the babysitter than vice versa. You probably can’t even open a pickle jar,” she playfully jabbed.

“You probably can’t reach it on the top shelf,” he retorted. Fiona, biting back a smile, hit the side of his arm. “Agh– haha, wow, you still hit hard. Definitely getting your energy back.” Rhys shook his head. “But yeah. Sasha said you wanted to call me before you, uh, passed out.”

Fiona slouched a little, setting down a corner of the sandwich left. She glanced down at the floor.

“What’s going on, Fiona?” he slowly asked.

Heavily sighing, she closed her eyes for a moment, and Rhys waited. He leaned forward, but waited. He wanted to give her time to pull her thoughts together.

“I…” Fiona trailed off. “I was wondering if you had any connections… about anyone who’d be interested in buying the pendant.”

Rhys gave her a confused look. “You don’t want to keep it?” He scratched the back of his head. “I thought you wanted it.”

Fiona shook her head. “No,” she said quietly. “It’s not worth it. It’s not worth losing–” She shuddered.

Rhys frowned. “Losing what?”

Fiona met his eyes again, and he felt his heart ache as he suddenly met the misery worn on her face. “It’s not worth losing…” The people in my life. People like you. She shook her head, unable to finish verbalizing what’s been scaring her out of her mind and body like crazy.

Suddenly, his hand rested on hers. His human hand. She looked at their hands as he gave a gentle squeeze. “Hey,” he said softly. She met his eyes once more. “Don’t worry about explaining further. I know you’re tired. Just, know I’m on it. I’ll find someone interested; it’s on the top of my to-do-list. Okay?”

Fiona blinked back tears. “Thanks,” she murmured.

“Of course.”

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So Jack was at the Handsome Jackpot during some point of Borderlands 2 right?

I mean Tim says that he let him ride Butt Stallion once and Jack gets her and names her during the early events of Borderlands 2, so it would make sense.

I wonder how long of a period of time Tim had between Jack bragging about how he's going to manipulate those vault hunters to allow him to destroy Sanctuary, to finding out suddenly that Jack had been killed by those same vault hunters.

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I like that Jack and Nisha work so well together because they're both equally fucked up. Power couple. They aren't thinking about bettering the other, their perfect date night is probably ruining someone's life.

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Obviously I'm hoping for a good plot and great characters in borderlands 4, but aside from that I absolutely NEED there to be environments that make me immediately feel the urge to open photo mode.

The other borderlands games have had great scenery and I desperately need more of it. Let me get distracted from whatever quest I'm doing by the pretty sky or a cool environment or something.

If my friends DMs aren't full of screenshots I've taken on day 1 then i will be very disappointed.

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Okay so, I've mentioned before that I wasn't a big fan of Sasha randomly being amazingly good at hacking and mechanics in debt or alive but I hadn't figured out what talent I'd have preferred to give her instead of those. But now that I think about it I'd have really liked her to have her "ability" be modifying weapons.

Like if after the events of Tales she had been thinking about how Felix made Fiona a custom gun and she had gone through his safehouse and found notes about how he created it and then over time learnt from that information and started making modifications to weapons she found and making them unique.

She loves guns so I think it'd be a nice way to show her creativity and intelligence if she started doing something like this to adapt her combat style to catch her opponents off guard.

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fi's date night fit<3

I'd imagine her and rhys would go line dancing or to a carnival :)

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Have I ever played Nisha? Not a single time. Do I like her design and character, absolutely!

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💖💖💖

RIN~!!!!

This is so good, I love how you write them! ✨

Some Things Are Meant To Be

"Take my hand, take my whole life too. Oh, for I can't help, falling in love with you." - Haley Reinhart

Exploring a near dilapidated building in search of anything worthwhile with her boyfriend, sister and brother-in-law, Fiona nearly ends up empty-handed, but leaves with a little more than she expected.

Written for Rhyiona Week 2023 with the prompt "trick/treat"

Header art by AnnaSabiNoKami 🌌

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Enjoy and Happy Halloween! ����

"Hey! Can you believe it? It still works!"

Fiona stood from where she had been hunched, sifting through a chest of knickknacks, turning to face Rhys who was handling some type of electronic device as he showed it off to Sasha on the other side of the room. Her sister stepped closer and observed him manipulating the cracked interface, and she tilted her face up to his with a question and his grin widened.

The sight of them in such a moment would have wounded her heart in the past, but now it made her smile in private satisfaction. Her boyfriend and her sister getting along so well always soothed some broken part of her, one that always wanted love and safety for the most important people in her life. Sasha welcoming Rhys so readily into their small family was a balm to her soul, just as Rhys had when securing Sasha as another best friend. They got along so great, and the sight softened the most jaded parts of her. Her two favorite people were happy and healthy and honestly, what more could Fiona ask for.

Sasha scoffed, taking a step away from the company man, idly running a hand over her hair as she pointed out a latch in the back. He turned it over and inspected it as the younger Pandoran walked away at the call of her husband's voice. August complaining about something, as was his usual, his grousing mutters making the young woman smile in affection as she sought him out.

Even newlywed, Sasha couldn't resist a good treasure hunt.

Rhys tapped against the outer shell of the device, his face showing clear confusion as Fiona sidled up beside him.

"What cha got there? Anything worth selling?"

He turned towards her, his bi-colored eyes falling down to her face. "If I'm right about what this is, this has the potential to be either a removable hard drive which could contain all kinds of secrets, or... It's a handheld video game system. Can't really remember right now, I've gotta take it back to HQ to run a more thorough scan." His lip twisted into a pout as he considered the retro machine in his hand.

Fiona reached up and brushed off some dust from his lapel, her hand moving up to the slope of his broad shoulder and down his arm, the expensive material of his suit gliding beneath her fingers. By the time she lifted her eyes back up to his, his pout had disappeared and his face had softened as he looked down at her.

"As long as it's not the digital remains of a megalomaniac, I'd consider it a successful heist," she joked, her lips kicked up in a playful smirk.

He huffed out a disbelieving laugh, shaking his head at her coy words. "Yeah, never wanna deal with that again. I'm good. Uhm, but hey..." he began, his mood suddenly shifting.

The vault hunter tilted her head, allowing her lover to take hold of her hand and pull her away from the room they were in. The distant sounds of Sasha's amused tones and August's loud curses faded gradually as he lead them further into the abandoned building they were rummaging through.

They walked down a long hallway, past other rooms that had already been ransacked, Rhys all the while holding her hand gently in his own. He finally slowed as he reached an overturned bench, releasing her hand to right the piece of furniture and dust off the old cushions. He sat down and patted the space next to him, his smiling face bright in the dingy light.

Fiona felt herself mirroring his expression as she sat next to him, her knee knocking against his. "What's up? Found something special?"

He grinned, and he looked so boyish in that moment that she had to resist reaching over to pinch his cheeks. "Actually, yeah!" He slipped his mechanical hand into the breast pocket of his blazer, pulling out what looked like an old, curved metal piece. "I think it's some kind of wrist guard. It looks like it might fit you, what do you think?"

He handed it over and the vault hunter took it, turning it over in her hands to inspect it. Intrigued, she removed the wrist brace on her left arm and tucked it away, fitting the new one into its place. It fit pretty good, a few adjustments and she'd actually be able to wear it comfortably. Tapping a turquoise nail on its tarnished metal surface, she determined that it was probably most effective when parrying bladed attacks.

"Hey, not bad. Seems like you've got a good eye for this."

"There's more, actually."

Fiona looked over at him and he was already holding out his hand to drop something into hers. She cupped her hand beneath his and he loosened his grip to let something light fall into her waiting palm. Bringing it closer, she noticed that it was a pair of earrings, giant gems glittering in the center. It was certainly an older set, the setting around the jewels had warped slightly due to age, but it was still beautiful even in its diminished state.

"Wow, not bad Rhys! Clean these up a bit and you've got a pretty penny sitting in your pocket." The Pandoran felt oddly proud in this moment, knowing her lover had scored a decent haul from the remains of a long-ago abandoned facility.

So far, she hadn't found anything of note, but the thought of leaving here knowing her boyfriend had found some treasure left her somehow satisfied. It's not often that he can leave his company and come meet with everyone like this just to enjoy some time together. This was a much needed break, not just for him but for all of them.

She handed him the old jewelry back, watching in contentment as he pocketed the set, before shoving a hand down his pants pocket. He fidgeted for a moment, before dragging his eyes up to hers. She lifted her brows in silent inquiry.

"So there's also... This other thing that I found..."

"Yeah?" she prompted when it looked like he was struggling to continue.

He seemed to hesitate, before drawing his hand out and reaching for hers. He held her left hand gently in his own as he fumbled with a small object, finally securing a hold on it and singling out her second to last finger. He slid a circular object onto her digit, nestling it past her knuckles until it sat comfortably at the base of her finger.

Fiona immediately zeroed in on the shine to the item, her critical eye noticing that it was new, unblemished like the other trinkets Rhys found before. It was a ring, precious stones flashing brightly even in the slightly darkened room. She lifted her hand and inspected it further, impressed with the fire inside the gems and the quality of the overall expert craftsmanship. This piece of jewelry was truly remarkable, and it definitely cost more than a pretty penny.

She looked up meeting her boyfriend's eyes, finding him watching her intently. "Rhys, where did you get this? There's no way you found this here," she asked, watching him curiously. This was a long ago abandoned facility, the chances of something worth while being left here, untouched by grit and grime was far too low.

He shifted in his seat, his knees bumping against hers as a blush reddened his cheeks. "Well, I did find it, but not here... It was actually in a shop on Dionysus... A jeweler to be exact."

"So... You brought this here from Dionysus?"

Atlas' ceo was watching her intently, and she felt like he was trying to tell her something without using his words. When she only responded with a perplexed hand gesture, he nearly rolled his eyes.

"I found it, at a jeweler's, as in, I commissioned a professional jeweler to make this especially for me, because I was planning on giving it to you..."

"Oh..." Fiona glanced down at the beautiful ring again. The ring Rhys had ordered to be made especially for her. The ring that was sitting on her ring finger, on her left hand. Fiona was typically as smart as a whip, but she had suffered a concussion not too long ago (the perils of being a vault hunter), and it took a minute for the gears to start turning. "...Oh!"

Snapping her gaze up to his, the focused look in his eyes now made sense as he waited for her answer. She swallowed down a rush of adrenaline, feeling the pounding of her pulse all over as she realized that yeah, this was really happening.

Knowing his lady love well, the company man knew that Fiona was currently battling a fight or flight response. Remaining calm, for both of their sakes, he reached over and gently took her hand in his, lightly running his robotic thumb over her knuckles in a slow, repetitive arc, brushing over the engagement ring with every pass.

"You don't have to answer right now, you don't even have to say yes, I just wanted-"

The vault hunter vaulted over his lap, crashing into his body with such force that it knocked the both of them off the bench, tumbling into a heap of ripped up carpet. It was incredibly dusty, smelled a little bit like mildew, but the young ceo was fully preoccupied with trying to meet the many kisses his girlfriend (fiancé?) was trying to suffocate him with.

"Is- is this- a yes? Are you- saying- yes?"

"Yes you idiot," she grinned, her lipstick smeared over her mouth in a truly ridiculous but endearing way, and the Atlas president knew from past experience that his lips were not fairing any better.

"Oh okay, that's good, because for a moment there, it kinda felt like you were gonna snap my neck and hide the body under these rugs here... Do you smell that by the way?"

Fiona was laid out over her lanky boyfriend (fiancé?), her armor and sharp accessories poking him uncomfortably, but her eyes were soft and her smile was wide, and Rhys really counted himself fortunate enough that such a stellar woman allowed him into her heart. She leaned down and kissed him again, this time slowly, allowing him to cup the back of her head and close his eyes, enjoying the plush shape of her lips. Her hat tumbled off, but she didn't seem to mind as she tilted her face to taste his mouth from a different angle. Her hands cupped his face, thumbs sweeping over his cheeks as his free hand smoothed down her back to settle in the dip of her waist.

She hummed pleasantly, kissing the corner of his mouth lightly as footsteps neared their position.

Fiona pulled away to gaze down at him with all the love she usually held in reserve, and Rhys found the he couldn't look away even if he wanted to. The old facility didn't exist, nor did the smelly carpet at his back, not even the sight of Sasha rounding the corner in his peripheral could get him to break away from his future bride's eyes.

Sasha stopped when her eyes landed on the couple laying in a pile of dirty rugs, and after a moment of assessing the situation, she turned right around and started heading back. August was following her, a curious expression crossing his face as he watched his wife back track towards him.

"Hey, you found 'em?"

"Yeah, let's go, they're fine," she answered, taking his arm and turning him around.

"What, were they like, indecent or somethin' like that?" he snorted, still not over the fact that a string bean nerd like Reese could get any action, period.

"Mmm, something like that," Sasha quipped, a secretive smile on her face.

The blonde snapped his attention down to her, his icy blue eyes wide with shock. "Eh?! No way- tell me, what arm was he usin'?"

The younger Pandoran leveled him with stoic lifted brow, her expression less than impressed.

"Sash, be honest. Was it the fleshy hand or the robo hand?"

She rolled her eyes, stepping carefully over some fallen debris littered on the floor. "You realize you're talking about my sister and best friend, right?"

"Well yeah, but-"

"August, darling?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up before I file for divorce."

"..."

When Rhys and Fiona had reunited with the couple, Sasha snagged her big sister in a tight embrace, congratulating her sincerely, and as the sisters quieted down, from the other side of the room they could hear August ask Rhys, "Since we're gonna be future brother-in-law's, how about you answer somethin' for me..."

"August!" The youngest sister shouted, shaking her head as both men jumped at the sound of her voice. "I swear, sometimes I feel like I gotta keep him on a leash..."

Fiona grinned, bumping her elbow against the smaller woman as she said, "Looks like you've gotta domestic him a bit more."

"Yeah? We'll see how you fare domesticating yours," she teased, poking her sister in the ribs.

"Rhys doesn't need..." The vault hunter trailed off, both Pandoran women watching as the company man wiggled his mechanical fingers, gesturing with his left hand towards it as he explained something in a low tone towards the blonde man, who was listening intently and nodding occasionally.

Fiona felt her face burn with a sudden heat as her fiancé flicked his wrist and a soft whirring of low vibrations filled the room. She felt her sister's pointed stare and realized that yeah, maybe Rhys did have some more domesticity training due... In the very near future.

If you're looking for a spookier Halloween tale featuring our favorite otp, then may I offer up "A Man After Midnight" which features Rhys and Fiona facing off against some supernatural evil~ Also it's like five times longer than this so it should satisfy any creepy cravings you might have 😈

©rin-bellatrix 2023

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I want Athena and Tim to meet again. I feel like they could have an interesting dynamic.

Don't get me wrong I don't think they'd be best friends or anything, but I think out of every vault hunter from the Pre-Sequel those two would've been most likely to get along a bit, and I think they'd be happy to see the other alive and doing better than they were before.