ashevillecemeteries:
““I would not live always.”
(Christ Church Episcopal Cemetery - Greenville, SC)
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ashevillecemeteries:

“I would not live always.”
(Christ Church Episcopal Cemetery - Greenville, SC)

#relevant to my interests #bye bye

((This blog is closed. Gaige will be moved to be a sideblog from my Mordecai account))

#ooc #I really don't have a reason to come back here at this point #I had fun #but I'm tired of keeping this dead horse on life support

shellalana:

Chapters: 6/6
Fandom: Borderlands (Video Games)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Lilith/Roland (Borderlands)
Characters: Lilith, Original Characters, Roland (minor), Mordecai (minor), Brick (minor), Secret character
Additional Tags: Developing Relationship, Angst, Fighting, Drug Addiction, Withdrawal, mentions of urine and bodily fluids, Death, Arena fights, Cybernetics, bandit king, Violence
Summary:

Suffering from the effects of eridium withdrawal of a daily basis, Lilith goes on a search to find a cure for her addiction. Little does she know that the solution she’s found comes with a price. Will it end up being more than she bargained for?

artwork is done by @desperado-raspado and @guzm-a

#ooc #I MADE THIS

percurrere:

Might have worked to remove the grip from her, but the girl had stayed mostly frozen. She didn’t know it would have such a reaction. Had to be her own fault anyways. Pushed too much, took it for granted, something she did to deserve it? Had to, it all contributed to the cowering and shrinking when a 

That’s it? What the hell just happened? Audrey is still certainly shaken, going to have what she’s told burned into her memory for a little bit, not like she was going to sleep in the first place. Yanked from the ground she’d more-or-less come back to reality and back to the embarrassment of this in the first place. 

She could’ve said something now, even just a blip of static. Not a sound or anything more than a nod of her head happened before rushing herself out the door. Just watching the sight of Angel’s shoes while walking by. 

Audrey wasn’t going to do much but try hiding her face on the way back to her room. She wouldn’t be going very far unless she needed to. 

Despite Angel’s calm reaction, it would be Audrey’s girlfriend that suffered once the girl got back to their apartment. Bruised and covered in dark ash, she would explain the accident that had happened on her job, how something had short circuited and blown up a valuable piece of equipment that had harmed few and killed no one.
No casualties. Almost like it had been planned. If none were the wiser, it could have been taken as an every day catastrophe, the risk of working in such an environment.
But “accidents” didn’t really happen at Hyperion, did they?

#percurrere

griftingpandora:

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That reaction? Yeah, not reassuring. Maybe if the siren sneers a bit, adds a few threats in there, then Fiona would know how to gauge this, know how to line up and figure out the angle, how to ignore the unease pooling in her gut.

“ Listen,  it’s not that simple. If I make a deal with you and don’t go back down there with anything to show for it? There’s some very valuable stuff of mine that’s not going to see the light of day again, courtesy of Vallory’s unending generosity. You want terms, you gotta be willing to make sure that doesn’t happen. 

Not stuff. People. Family, friends. The only person between the two of them that needs to know that right now is Fiona.

Angel tapped on her lip, pretending to consider and weigh the outcomes of the situation when she’d already come to a decision.
“You want your stuff back, huh? That can be arranged, quite easily as a matter of fact. Why didn’t you say so in the first place?” She could easily make a deal with Vallory, ensure Hyperion bought out her eridium supply and make ten times what she’d get with that Vault Key. And whatever this precious cargo was that belonged to the hat-wearing woman? It could always be done away with at Angel’s discretion, if she so chose.
“Do we have a deal, then?”

#griftingpandora
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// This is really good!!

((Hey thanks! I haven’t drawn her in so long, so this means a lot to me <3))

#callmenaia #ooc
((Inspired by this dress))
#my art #relevant to my interests
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medjcs:
“I miss her :(
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medjcs:

I miss her :(

#relevant to my interests
#relevant to my interests
#relevant to my interests
#relevant to my interests
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#ooc #I'm just throwing this everywhere
#relevant to my interests