#nessiefromspace

i’m an artist. you should already know because you’re commenting on a drawing of mine, so i can tell when art messes up. then again, i don’t really need to be an artist to tell the difference between The Way Someone Draws (a style) and Intentionally Twisting A Character’s Body To Fit A Fetishized Vision Of Fat People (being weird and horny).

“fat people are all curvy because i find that sexually arousing” may be an opinion, but it’s a dehumanizing one! pretending to be all about ~body positivity~ but what you’re showing me is simply what gets you off is dehumanizing!

we’ll do rhack first 

Who’s the first to wake up in the morning: Rhys

Who’s the one to make breakfast: Jack

Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed: Jack

Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work: Jack

Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day: Jack

Who chooses the movies: Rhys

Who initiates kissing during the moving, thus distracting the other from the movie all together: Jack

Who orders lunch: Jack

Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking: Rhys

Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy: Rhys

Who distracts the other from trying to work at home: Jack

Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old: Rhys

Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream: Jack

Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face: Jack

Who cooks dinner: Jack

Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards: They both do 

Who stays up until 2 reading: Rhys

Who stares at their partner while their sleeping: Jack

There was no pairing specified here so I hope it’s ok that this fic is about Timothy, after the events of TPS, where Jack’s keeping him close to home (his new home, that is). Timothy’s never experienced the aftermath of what is essentially a hostile takeover before (even if it was internal) but Hyperion seems to be…operating more or less normally, from what Tim can tell. The upper management may have changed, but the momentum of a multi-million-dollar corporation is harder to change, and at the end of the day Jack wasn’t interested in changing what Hyperion did.

So Tim sticks close for a few days (which turn into a week which turns into a month) and watches as Hyperion picks itself up, dusts itself off, and gets back to the business of business as usual.

No one shoots at him. No one tries to club him in the head, no spiky lava-monsters try to eat his face. Tim stands on the outside of the stalker enclosure, watching the shimmer of displaced air as he puts his hand on the glass. There’s a thump and a crackle of electricity on the other side as the stalker tests the strength of the barrier between them.

It’s the most alive Tim has felt in weeks.

He sits up that night, thinking about it. He feels like the worst kind of person for missing it - who misses a hailstorm of bullets? - but he’s good with a gun, and there’s always a pleasure in doing something you’re good at.

He goes to Jack the next morning and asks if he can take a trip. Not far - just down to Concordia. Check out the notice board. See if there’s a kraggon infestation that needs clearing out, or something. Say hi to Janey. That kind of thing.

He can see Jack eyeing the way his hands are trembling, just the barest amount, and he flattens them against his thighs.

“Sure thing, pumpkin,” Jack says. “Why don’t you check out weapons lab D before you go - they’ve got something you might like, and it’s ready for field testing. Just don’t go blowing your face off, ‘kay? I paid a lot for it.”

“Sure,” Tim agrees, far too relieved at getting permission to even feel a jab of irritation about the face comment.

The something in weapons lab D turns out to be a new line of shotguns; he picks one up, testing the weight and heft as it settles steady in his hands. Tim lets out a breath it feels like he’s been holding since the doors of the shuttle bay closed behind him.

It shouldn’t feel like he can breathe easier with a gun in his hands. But then, Tim thinks as he experimentally sights down the gun’s barrel, when it comes to his life, the word should hardly applies.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Fandom: Borderlands, Borderlands Big Bang - Fandom Relationships: Timothy Lawrence/Wilhelm, Handsome Jack/Rhys (Borderlands), Angel/Gaige (Borderlands), Vaughn/ Scooter (Borderlands) Characters: Timothy Lawrence, Wilhelm (Borderlands), Handsome Jack (Borderlands), Rhys (Borderlands), Angel (Borderlands), Gaige (Borderlands), Vaughn (Borderlands), Scooter (Borderlands), Timothy's Dad Russell, Timothy's Mom Annette, Timothy's Aunt and Uncle, Timothy's Cousin Georgia, Georgia's fiance Asher, All the cats in Tim's cat cafe Additional Tags: Borderlands Big Bang, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Cat Cafe, Cats, Las Vegas Wedding, Tim owns a cat cafe, Wilhelm is a customer, Timothy is awkward and shy, Flirting, Awkward Flirting, Tim's cousin is having a wedding, Wilhelm is Timothy's date, Timothy gets drunk, Wilhelm gets drunk

Summary: Meowtrageous is a cute little Cat Cafe owned by Timothy Lawrence. He's happy in his safe little world, flirting with the stoic contractor who works on sprucing up his cafe. When his parents arrive and announce his cousin’s wedding, he must find a date. Wilhelm accepts this challenge and off they go to Vegas. His cousin is bitchier than ever and her fiance won’t stop flirting with him. And to top it all off, a fight with Wilhelm leads to to a drunken night they can’t remember.

I understand you don’t like the picture, but the beauty of tumblr is that you can block her and never see her art again. That’s what a 26 year old does. Also, if it was fetsizing and sexualizing, he would be in a different pose that emphasized it.

ok listen, you seem to misunderstand why i’m doing this? im not talking shit bc “i dont like the picture”, i’m pointing out why it’s bad and harmful because this affects people who are also not me. even if op doesn’t listen, which seems to be the case, then at least other people can understand why this is wrong and how it hurts people. 

you think this is about ~different tastes~ and that ~blocking and moving on~ is how the world works, but the fact is stuff like this exists all over the place in media that cannot be avoided with a simple block. people need to be able to realize that consuming and PRODUCING stuff like this is harmful, and also that people who have been hurt by it and didn’t even realize to understand why they feel so hurt by it which will allow them to begin healing and unlearning all the lies they’ve been told about themselves.

ok ill answer this one for real lol

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |