#the jr vault hunters au

[deconstructivesurgery]

this is my first attempt at a poll because I'm genuinely curious and I've been thinking about my Borderlands rewriting plans and shit and I can't decide which of these alternate-to-canon scenarios I want to go with for katagawa jr

Context: I am insane about the funny Maliwan guy. Lord knows I have a habit of latching onto characters with like 5 minutes of screen time and getting so fixated on their potential that I go mad over it, and he's no exception to that rule.

I also have a huge Borderlands AU in the works that overhauls pretty much everything I didn't personally like in the series and integrates all of these one-off headcanons into one timeline. If I ever finish writing the goddamn document with all the information about this on it, I'll post it 😭

With that said, which one of these four potential arcs for him I could execute do you think would be most fun? Important to note, I'm not necessarily picking the most popular. I'm just curious :3

ALSO, regardless of his penultimate fate I plan on doing a lot more with him and the general Promethea arc in BL3 in terms of insight into Maliwan, his family, and the way it works. That's inevitable. This is just what happens to him after all that.

explanations for the last 2 since they're pretty vague

(***) This one is less realistic, but I don't always care much for realism and him and Rhys' dynamic is never not hilarious to me. Long story made short as possible: this one takes place in a world where getting Maliwan's ass off of Promethea wasn't just as simple as kicking Katagawa in the shins. Even in his absence (presumed death initially), Maliwan's heads (and the disgruntled parents of 13 corporate children) continued to attack the planet in order to recoup losses by taking control of Atlas, a profitable company. (You know, the reason they wanted it in the first place.) Jr. himself plays into this because he survived the VH attack, retreated to Maliwan safe quarters, and then was promptly nearly executed by a family deeply unhappy with his performance. Packing his shit and escaping in another war vessel sent down to Promethea, he decided to use his excellent backstabbing skills to take not only his technical capabilities (I like to assume he made and designed the mock-up Zer0 suit himself, but that's a rant for another day) to his insider knowledge of the company and their weaknesses to Atlas' front fucking door.

TLDR: This isn't some "I'm nice now immediately" type shit, it's more of a "bedraggled feral asshole in a suit begs you to let him work with you on equal footing this time because he wants to kick his family's ass and you can't really afford to say no because you're kinda losing a major corporate war right now" leading into fucking Wacky Coworker Shenanigans(TM).

the last one: Honestly similar to the tangent I went on above, except years of being raised a corporate cult patsy only to encounter failure and nearly be destroyed because of it leads to Kat seeing the rest of his family as "in the way" as his siblings were, leading to him waging internal warfare on the company after his scrape with Vault-Hunter induced death behind the scenes as the battle with Atlas continues. Could also segway into a funny unintentional "the enemy of my enemy is slightly less of my enemy than before" thing with the Atlas crew.

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I strike again uwu. But this is the Jr. Vault Hunters in their new redesigns! As well as Claptrap, and a certain someone else. Oh, and can't forget Pickle's little bot as well!

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thank you! this is so wonderful! i really appreciate all the art you’ve made, its just such a nice thing to know that you enjoy a silly au i made with @autistic-redhood​ (aka my twin)

[katagawajr]

Katagawa Jr hehe

hi elyan :) thank you for sending my boy

-(favorite thing about them): i just think he’s got so much interesting character potential, in his implicit backstory as well as the way he talks ;-; i also love his little bang LMAO

-(least favorite thing about them): gearbox is racist. the way they treat him in the game falls on so many negative stereotypes and its very nasty to see, especially the way it encourages weirdos in the fandom to also do that (particularly in sexualizing him). 👍

-(favorite line): i love ALL his dialogue but my favorites are either “(the loud scream he does after the zanara gets destroyed”), or when you plug in the viper drive and he mocks rhys by going “heya, vault hunter. viper drive: state-of-the-art GARBAGE! :D now DIE, please!”

-(brOTP): in atlas AU i love kat and august’s brotherly relationship - i also consider kat and sasha’s relationship in that AU to be practically twins so ;-;

-(OTP): t…tim…timkat….

-(nOTP): kat and rhys obviously, kat canonically sees rhys as a (hopeful) brother figure and i will never stop reminding everyone of this

-(random headcanon): i headcanon that he has ADHD, so insert a whole list of little quirks he has here; he chews his pens, he likes stress balls, he talks a lot, and he likes to play with his hair/when others play with his hair

-(unpopular opinion): a lot of people consider him to be hedonistic but i disagree, i think he’s very career-oriented and ambitious canonically

-(song i associate with them): a lot, but ‘are you satisfied’ by marina and the diamonds is very bl3 kat

-(favorite picture of them): its a low-poly one but i think this is the best he looks in-game lmao

[ivemetyouathousandways]

Pandora was an ass-crack of a shit hole but it had its charms, in some regards, but I wasn't here to admire the landscape. I was here to gather Intel and prepare a comeback for the Atlas corporation. They specialized in rebuilding wrecks into state of the art beauty of human tech and architecture.

More importantly, I was here because it got complicated on Promethea. Not that many were in the known of the subtly crucial details. In my contact's eyes, it was a simple question of sending a good agent to the next location to prepare the terrain. COV still infested the Borderlands, and as if those zealot bandits were not enough, Maliwan coveted the frigging galaxy due to some egomaniac trip the next in line thought was in the best for the company, after their CEO Katagawa Jr. had tragically passed away - a few bullets in the head, courtesy of a Vault Hunter.

So here I was, enjoying local fauna and flora. Can't say I enjoyed the local cuisine, living off skag meat and whatever I could conjure up when cleaning COV ghettos. I could have settled in a bigger location, like their previous Holy Broadcast Center but that would have been slacking on the job. I needed to be on the road, making notes, assessing weak and strong points of valleys, mountains, rocky formations, bug infestations - of which I had my fair share of cleanup!

I was atop of those treacherous false amalgamation of soft dirt circling formations, looking for cacti fruits, having emptied a few bullets on skag headshots - was worth having a few tongue whiplashes for a clear single bullet brain splattering moment and spare some ammunition. I could find spare here and there in previously left behind corporate souvenirs ammo buckets, or go back to Marcus' vending machine but if I wanted to cover max terrain superficy, I needed to ration the bullets and shoot wisely.

And as much as skags and bugs were on the easier side of aim and shoot, the raaks on the other hand, were a bloody nightmare and I found myself painfully running out of swear words in my infuriated misery to rid the Pandorian skies of them flying bastards! I was also slowly but surely running out of ammo as these sons of wankers kept on flying and required to shoot in the predicted direction and not at the precise location where they were at when the bullet exited the gun's mouth. From the vicious attacks right back at me, to the missed shots which, I, by some miracle, managed to keep in the lower percentile. But I was running out of the gold of the trade : ammunition, and there was the Mother Monster, spiraling around me, taunting me, darting her spikey tail at me so swiftly I couldn't always miss it. Let's just say that she was undeniably running the round and I was managing my best from not being speared. I aimed, counted, prayed the guardian of the Great Vault, shot a bullet. Missed the expected brain splatter but I managed quite handsomely to blind her!

"Ha! Take that, you flying bloody shit wanker!"

Like I mentioned previously, I was running out of decent creative swearing. Being alone and deprived of conversation wasn't helping either.

Lorelei kept me updated with the Maliwan situation on Promethea but it's not like we were having coffee and chit chatting about the latest boy drama, of which, on my end, I absolutely couldn't open heartedly share. I mean, I wasn't bedding Katagawa, but it wasn't better in terms of not being a complicated situation.

But back to the present at hand. The Mother Monster flying in stationary in front of me, one eye bleeding, with appreciable consistency and profusion from my perspective, one eye burning with rage - less appreciable from my perspective. I checked my gun : one bullet in the chamber. My last bullet. I was quite fucked. Unless I made a dash and slide under her and hoped for the best, a spikey end tail spear in my spine in the worse case scenario. I wondered for a second which of the two was the worse : being killed by a faceless Maliwanker - my pet name for them - or being brochetted by a flying dinosaur bird.

Glorious prospects.

Mother Monster had her good eye locked on me.

What if I shoot her other eye out?

What if you go bang the Vault Monster and ask him you're to his liking?

My chances were short of a miracle and miracles weren't Pandora's main currency.

I aimed and waited, my finger on the trigger, studying her every wing flap , every reptilian blink of her good eye. Tension was building up between us. Whose life was about to rejoin the stars in the sky?

I swallowed. I had to blink. I had consciously kept my eyes open as long as I could. I needed to blink. My eyes were dry.

Blessed second of refreshing darkness against the blinding clarity. Cursed welcome instant of darkness. Pain screamed and burned my left shoulder. I felt the soft viscous oozing of blood. I felt light headed. I wanted to keep the darkness a moment longer. I was dead anyway, might as well embrace the black horizon.

My finger pressed the trigger. I wasn't aiming. It wasn't about trying to get a killing blow, though I knew that my gun was pretty good at it, even when I, the owner, failed by a few millimeters, Maggie had my back, front and center.

A second shrieking wave in my left shoulder made my knees weak. I growled a muted protest against the burning pain. I swallowed dry. No more bullets. I was done for.

But I wouldn't let the beast get a free meal that easily. I blindly threw a grenade and at the sound of the fireworks exploding, let myself slip off the edge of the rocky cliff.

Normally, I would have muttered, under my breath, "not today", but today, I had found solace in the end of my journey and I was happy not dying by the gun of a Maliwanker but rather by a primal beast of the prehistoric age of an ass crack of a planet.

The fall was smooth, considering the situation. The wind caressed my cheeks, pressed oddly against my body, messed up my hair. Why was I thinking abouty hair? Ah! Right. My uncle had always completed me on my beautiful hair. Au-revoir uncle Wainwright. Keep on fighting!

I had thought for my mother. If it was true that we met our deceased family upon our death, I was dying happy, finally being able to hug and embrace my mother. Maybe I could finally ask her who my father was.

I landed.

Nicely. Softly.

In open arms.

The pain in my shoulder electrocuted me with pain. I grimaced and a tear escaped my eye.

"You alright, lass?"

A dry boulder rolled down the dry gorge of my throat.

I attempted to croak out a positive incentive but all I could conjure up was "Let me touch the soil please."

A moment of silence passed. The wind howled softly. A raak shrieked somewhere in the distance. A skag's growl echoed in the plains.

I was gently let down, something hard made contact with the ground and sand crackled softly. I let my left hand fall down, tearing out another tear of pain from my eye, and my heart leaped and bounced in mixed emotions. It was it. The harsh sandy dirt soil of Pandora; gritty with shards, but melting away in your hand like beach sand, scorching burning hot, (étouffant même au toucher). I grabber a handful, hugged in tight in my palm, let it elegantly flow free between my fingers, rejoining it's wholeness underneath us.

Who ever the voice was.

"So, I'm not dead." I assessed the situation.

"Not today!" The voice answered joyously.

I opened my eyes. He was against the sun and because of this had a sort of en aura around him. How uncanny.

"Name's Zane. Zane Flynt."

He answered before I asked.

"Ma..." I paused "Maggie."

"You're in a pretty bloody mess, Maggie."

The pain reminded me of its undeniable presence in my shoulder. I grimaced again and another tear escaped me.

"You were hunting raks?"

Was cleaning territory called a hunting party?

I breathed in the harsh, scorching dry hot air, letting it replenish me and burn my lungs dry.

I caressed the coarse soil once more, finding an ambiguous comfort in being still alive. I was so ready to move on to the next step - what ever it was.

"Thank you for saving my life."

He squeezed my side.

"Don't mention it."

I wanted to savour this moment a little while longer; it was comforting and comfortable being in this stranger's arms. I wanted to record his grip, his brace, his strength, but I knew better to get back on my feet. For starters I needed to scoot (look for) medical supplies in the nearest COV ghetto, hope they'd have left some behind. I dreamed of water too. I could have killed for a shower.

I groaned, croaked and cried as I managed to fall on my knees. Zane immediately wrapped an arm around me and helped me stand up.

"My vehicle is not too far away if you can walk, if you can't, I'll just hop you over me shoulder and carry you there."

I appreciated the weight of my body on my two feet.

"I can walk, thank you" I smiled "It's just my shoulder..."

As I mentioned the rascal screamed in silent fury, making me wince with a wave of burning pain.

[legacyofwalpurgis22]

I'VE HAD MORE THOUGHTS

For the 4 vault hunters (Marinette, Adrien, Alya & Nino) I looked at their origins and I reckon that they'd all be from different planets tbh

Marinette: Athenas (peaceful, inhabited by monks, has a thing for sirens lol)

Adrien: Promethea (urban, skyscrapers, forefront of technology)

Alya: Eden-6 (covered in forest, wide range of wildlife)

Nino: Pandora (very dangerous, full of bandits, a bit like a desert but there's lots of different areas, idk he just seems like he'd be the pandora-native of the group)

Also Chloe would suit being like an add-on vault hunter (like Gaige and Kreig in Borderlands 2) and I reckon she'd also be from Promethea (childhood friends with Adrien and everything).

All of them were drawn to becoming a vault hunter for various reasons ofc so:

Marinette: wants to learn more about her powers as a siren (like Maya from Borderlands 2)

Adrien: wants to have an adventure + find a vault before his dad because fuck you Gabriel

Alya: has heard stories about vaults since she was a kid and always found them interesting

Nino: is intrigued by the loot supposedly hidden in the vaults (according to legend) and has also heard stories about them since he was a child

Chloe: wants to prove herself to her parents and decided to do so in the most long-winded and difficult way possible (in true Chloe fashion)

Gabriel is the head of the Maliwan corporation (I mean Katagawa Jr is dead so... let's just say that somehow Gabriel took over) cause Maliwan makes only elemental weapons and Gabriel is an extra bitch. He wants to find a vault in order to expand his corporation and just be richer I guess? Idk it's difficult to think of a motivation other than greed lmao

Nathalie, Roger, Audrey, Andre and Lila (possibly Emelie) are all mini-bosses with Gabriel being the bug final boss.

Kagami, Luka, Felix, Marc, Nathaniel, Kim, Aurore, Alix etc are all NPC's you meet on different planets.

Pandora: Kim, Luka

Promethea: Kagami, Felix, Aurore

Athenas: Alix

Eden-6: Marc, Nathaniel

Alix is a siren with the power of Phase-Shift who knew Marinette as a child and was going to leave Athenas with her but was caught.

Felix is Adrien's cousin and a friend of Chloe's who works for Maliwan (becomes a double agent and informs the vault hunters of Maliwan's plans)

Kagami is the heir to another corporation (I'm torn between Vladof and Atlas) and was friends with Adrien and Chloe as a kid

Luka is ofc Anarka's son and Juleka's brother but fell out of contact when he left his mother to find his own path. He meets the vault hunters at some point during the story and remains a helpful ally who travels with them (the others might do this as well idk).

The others I'm not so sure about but I might think of something at some stupid time in the morning lmao

@spartanxhunterx @adrienscroissantx @justanotherpersonsuniverse

I just love this au a lot lmao I love the borderlands games and the ml characters so seeing this made me very excited lol

Miraculous borderlands

Here’s a few ideas I had, nothing concrete, just something I though each character would be like for this AU.

Marinette, Codename: Ladybug. Class: Siren. Ability: (undecided) Weapon preferences: Smg’s and pistols and healing.

Story: due to being a siren, has a huge bounty on her head, drawn to the ‘Borderlands ’ to be able to hide more. Has a small A.I friend called Tikki, Tikki inhabits a hand sized Ladybug shaped bot, she is harmless and can heal small injuries.

Adrien, Codename: Chat Noir. Class: Rookie. Ability: Cataclysm. (Sends out a swarm of nanobots to destroy the target, shifts to another target if first is destroyed before time expires) Weapon preferences: assault rifles and shotguns

Story: Bored of being stuck at home he ran away with a large chunk of his inheritance for a life of adventure with his pet robot cat Plagg, Plagg is equipped with small Molecular Nano-Claws that can rend flesh. He is extremely dangerous. Gabriel has a bounty out for Adrien’s return.

Alya Codename: Rena Rogue. Class: illusionist. Ability: Mirage. (Using Digi-struct technology, is able to create lifelike illusions to fool enemies into blindly attacking them.) Weapons: Snipers, SMG’s.

Nino Codename: Carapace. Class: defender. Ability: shelter. (Able to create a highly resistant shield in any shape for defense, shield is stationary and lasts only so long on its own.) Weapons: shotguns and melee.

Max: Runs the Catch-a-ride system with A.I buddy Markov.

Sabrina: [WARNING, SABRINA RAINCOMPRIX IS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS, SO NOT ENGAGE! HAS A TENDENCY TO USE EXPOLSIVES] message from Mr. Torgue: YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR F*CKING ASS! THIS LOYAL CUSTOMER IS EXTREMELY AWESOME! SHE HAS EVERY TYPE OF EXPLOSIVE WEAPON IN HER ARSENAL! RESPECT THE DEMOLITION WOMAN!

I dunno, that’s what I got. Do what you will with it.

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NICE

I LOVE THAT SABRINA IS FERAL

[nate-the-content-creator]

Borderlands AU

Just a few things for this small au semi-shared between myself and @jace-the-writer-guy involving our Oc's.

-Belle is a Siren. Her ability is known as Blink, allowing her to teleport wherever she wants without a fast travel station.

-Ryder took over Atlas after the events of Borderlands 2, and did a far better job at holding off Maliwan's invasion.

-After Kategawa Jr was killed, Wynona took over as CEO.

-Mina is both a vault hunter, and an employee/enforcer for Jacobs. She helped Wainright and Hammerlock get the final vault key fragment, and also killed Aurellia Hammerlock. But she also preferres S&S Munitions weapons (dont tell Wainright).

-Being a daywalker vampire, Mina also consumed all the COV/Maliwan enemies that weren't blown into tiny bits. Which made her more powerful than Tyreen during the final confrontation. She also ate Carnivora.

-Belle was also given command of Sanctuary III after Lilith closed the Great Vault. The back of her jacket now has the Firehawk brand, and she also has a tattoo of the Firehawk on her right shoulder thanks to Moxxie

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“Oh.. well, forgot for a moment.. can you stop pointing that at us? ..Claptrap?”

Don’t have much of an explanation for this one.. other then it’s another thought I couldn’t get out of my head. So.. they learned to let Angel deal with it after that day.

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OMG thank you this so good!!! i really love how you draw everyone also this is super funny. Tbh getting this fan art for the au has really made me want to work on it again and make a fic for it, i’ve actually started working on redesigns for everyone in the au. Again THANK YOU!! 💖 💖 💖 💖 💖 💖 💖 💖 💖 💖

[kitty-draws-stuff]

thechaoticsaisk submitted to kitty-drawsstuff:                                    

Hello! There’s an Au you posted once, the Borderlands Jr. Au and since then I just.. could not, get it out of my mind. Because I really liked the idea, and so I drew this! I might one day draw Pickle and Tina as well if I have the time but.. I really liked your Au, and liked the information you gave us on it! So I hope you like this little drawing I did based off of it! ^^’

Anddd.. a tiny doodle for the Action Package at the end of the ‘Still Here’ tree that I could not get out of my head.

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OMG thank you so so much!!!! like for real it’s very very rare for people to end up making art for me esp my au’s so for real thank you so much for this, tbh it’s been awhile since i thought about the au but seeing someone care about it to the point of making art for it makes me really want to work on it again. So one last time THANK YOU!!