#octavio wallace-dhar

[rolilith]

ntftbl gifs (2/10): octavio + l0u13 in ep1

[upst--rs]

POV: You are dating a picky eater.

[wainwrightjakobshammerlock]

Octavio would download classy photos of Wainwright Jakobs and put "sigma male" quotes about picking up women on top of them then post that shit to his socials

[borderlands-ate-me]

Octavio and Fran in that one scene:

[lauraartiss]

I don't care what people think, I love New Tales from the Borderlands and I love this idiot 😭

[snappedsky]

Borderlands: Skies the Ultimate Treasure Hunter

Trophy Earned: Skies' Ending

--

New Tales From the Borderlands Epilogue

Rhys stands behind his office desk, typing furiously on his keyboard while on a call with his ECHO communicator. Only a few hours ago, the Tediore warship crashed into the middle of Meridian City. With no call from Susan Coldwell, Atlas has declared the war over. But there is still so much work to do.

“The site is still too dangerous to salvage,” an Atlas soldier tells him. “But so far we’ve only found Tediore soldiers, most of them dead.”

“Keep looking!” Rhys orders, “give medical treatment to anyone still alive! And if you find anyone who isn’t Tediore, tell me immediately!”

“Sir...if there’s someone specific you’re looking for...”

“Just do as I say!” he barks before cutting the call.

Rhys sighs heavily and starts to sit back, before remembering he still hasn’t gotten a new chair and catches himself to stop from falling onto the floor.

He leans over his desk, running his hands through his hair. “She was on that ship...did she manage to escape? Surely she wouldn’t have...she can’t be...”

He thinks about the Teed Talk, and his stomach twists into knots.

“I should have never let her go off alone. Why didn’t she listen to me...”

He hears the office doors open and he stands, exasperated. “What is it? Can’t you see I’m-.”

He stops when he sees who’s walked in.

Skies pants like she’s just been running. Her hair is a mess- more than usual- and she’s covered in bruises and scrapes. She’s not wearing her usual trench coat; her pants are ripped up the legs and her t-shirt has been turned into a tank top, with the left side completely stained in blood. Rhys stares at her, dumbstruck, as she stands in the middle of his office.

“Sorry,” she says quickly, “I know you’re busy and I should’ve called first, but I lost my ECHO and I can’t call my ship and it was so hard to get up here, with all the lock downs and emergencies, and you would not believe the day I just ha-.”

[bean-pole-art]

for this year's pride month I have decided to do icons of canon and my personal LGBTA headcanons for the blands characters. here are the aces 🖤🤍💜

please be respectful towards my hcs. feel free to use these as ur icons! credit is appreciated but not needed

some specifics under the cut!

headcanon for greyace Mordecai

and aroaces headcanons - Maya, Octavio, Tyreen and Zarpedon

[creating-tabs]

--THAT THIS COULD CHANGE EVERYTHING?!

[rolilith]

ntftbl gifs (7/10): "anu?! day keeps getting weirder…what the hell are you doing here?"

[citrine-elephant]

science, technology, yogurt

i... had to. i had to attempt...

[sammyloomis]

Forge’s Magazine

pages from the pdf available on the borderlands download page

[hummelimhimmel]

Damn i love this guy 

[pandoransunset]

Fascinated by the choices they made with his 3D model.

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[lovinodrawz]

Colored sketch @dogrom made some time ago.

I love these two and if I hear again New Takes from the Borderlands suck, I will explode

[snappedsky]

Borderlands: Skies the Ultimate Treasure Hunter

Mystical powers clash in the final battle between Skies and Susan.

One chapter left.

--

New Tales From the Borderlands Part 11

Skies, Anu, Octavio, Fran, and LOU13 enter the bridge of Tediore’s warship. Across the large room is a window looking out at Promethea. Up on a short balcony, at the main control console, is Susan Coldwell. She glares at the group with mild annoyance as they enter.

“Oh, look, you’re all here,” she remarks, “I don’t know what I pay my soldiers for. But, well, I guess they did manage to take down one of you.”

Without hesitation, Skies fires her pistol at her. Susan doesn’t even flinch as the bullet pings harmlessly off her shield.

“Did you think it would be that easy?” she asks.

“Can’t blame me for trying,” Skies shrugs.

Susan chuckles as she paces around. “Look at you all, on my bridge. Doing what? First attempt at a corporate takeover? A hollow, vainglorious attempt to ‘save the world’?” She laughs mockingly and motions to the green gem shard in Anu’s chest. “You possess one of the most powerful objects in the known galaxies. But it doesn’t negate one crucial, inescapable fact.”

“What’s that?” Fran scoffs.

“You’re weak,” Susan grunts.

“Since the very beginning, from the moment you bumbled onto that shard,” she continues, “had the delusion to call yourself a company, you never had a chance. But why? You have a valuable product, capital, smarts. And yet you all fail, so utterly and completely. Why?”

“Because you never had the spine to start a real company. You can’t stomach the violence of the business world. No iron ovaries. What hope could you have in the big leagues.”

“Skies, you’re the only one with any real power, and yet you waste it with those buffoons,” Susan snorts. “But despite your strength and wealth, you’re still just one person, hoping to take down an entire army, for what? Friendship? Love? Please.”

“Don’t have to stop an army, Suse,” Skies retorts, “just you.”

She just scoffs and types at her console. “Business Lesson One: your weakness provides me with a competitive advantage.” Out of the console, she grabs a container holding the red gem shard as a large, robotic arm rises out of the floor. “Now allow me to show you what we call ‘aggressive restructuring’.”

[wainwrightjakobshammerlock]

can't wait to be mega super autistic about these folks