#band with boothill

[cynicalmusings]

really want to be in a band with boothill… ahh

[enden-k]

on my knees for the cowboy cyborg and the space knight 🌹

[seventh-district]

Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 6

[Pt. 1] [Pt. 2] [Pt. 3] [Pt. 4] [Pt. 5]

[kunishirou]

putting this Gun N Roses modern AU here, but without giving more context and elaborate

[thedemises]

Gun n' Roses 🔫🌹

I don't ship em but they look so cute 🥺☹️🖤❤️ look at their tails!

when argenti wants to present q rose to anyone, he'll hold up his tail to you 😭🥹🥹🥹🙏🙏🌹🌹🌹

same with Boothill but he has half a gun for a tail 😈😈😈🫶🫶🫶

[kreepyveebs]

Pt.8

Why? Texas.

[day-night-darlix]

rip boothill you would’ve loved reservation blues by sherman alexie

[syahaz]

Honkai Star Rail's Boothill X Fields of The Nephilim edit just because I can. >:)

[yvvxs]

Physical Touch...‎ ‎

‎ ‎↪ ft. argenti. arlan. aventurine. blade. boothill. caelus. dan heng & imbibitor lunae. dr ratio. gallagher. gepard. jing yuan. luka. luocha. sampo. sunday. welt.

Argenti brushing your hair, making sure to gently undo any knots found in it. He would help you clean up any dirt from your skin and clothes, making sure you looked even more beautiful than you already were. You were his beloved, and he'd make sure to make you feel like it was so all the time through soft moments just like these.

Being in the infirmary with Arlan, who bandages up any wounds you got. He places soft kisses over small band-aids or bigger scars, making sure to help you feel better. He wouldn't want to let you hurt any longer than you already did. He promises that it'll be all better with him by your side.

Aventurine would hold you close to himself as you both roam the casino. Winning every single game he played, as always. Letting every other patron there know that you were the only one allowed to be so close to the luckiest man in the building. No one would be able to catch his heart just as you have with him as he places a kiss on your forehead, silently reminding you with a smile.

In between missions, Blade would hold you close to his chest, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing soothing patterns into your back. Elio hadn't assigned him to the next thing in the script yet, so he still had time to be with you, to give you some attention before he has to set off for whatever dangers he'd be going through next.

Despite not being able to feel much, Boothill gives you so much love. An arm wrapped around your waist, tight hugs which brings you closer to himself. Whenever he feels like he wants to feel your touch, he just nuzzles his face into you, chuckling gently with a smirk on his face. Knowing you're too good for someone like him.

Caelus clinging onto you while the Crew watches a horror movie together in the Astral Express. He yelps at the smallest thing, holding you close to himself for dear life. Despite going through life-threatening things, he still was a little scaredy-cat underneath all of that, your little raccoon boyfriend would never change, not like you'd want him to.

Laying your head on Dan Heng's shoulder as he types out something on the Data Bank after your last mission. All of you were tired from what you had experienced, but he diligently writes more information for everybody. Also, gently caressing Imbibitor Lunae's horns, placing soft kisses on them as his tail wraps around your hips, silently trying to pull you closer to himself.

Bathing with Dr. Ratio, he thoroughly washes your body, touching you in places only he can. The bubbly sensation relaxing the two of you as you clean up together. Enjoying the soft, alone time, just for the both of you. With no other people to pry or disturb either of you.

Gallagher guiding your hands as you two work at the Dreamjolt Hostelry. Making sure to help you find the correct ingredients to serve to your different customers. Handing you something he was previously using, your fingers grazing over one another's and feeling the small and short touches that you two share every now and then.

Sitting in the Silvermane Restricted Zone with Gepard, as he lets you bandage his wounds he got from the battles with the Fragmentum. He wasn't fully invincible, and him getting hurt would be inevitable. He knew that his job was dangerous, but letting you at least know he was okay, and that you can make him feel better would make himself feel better.

Jing Yuan letting you sit on his lap as he works. His work was usually boring most of the time, but when you were there with him, it made it so much more interesting. He nuzzled into your neck every now and then, smirking against your skin as he inhaled your scent. He could never get sick of these times with you, and no one could take you away from him, not even the Master Diviner.

Cuddles with Luka after he wins his last match at the Fight Club. It's his little reward from you that he always looked forward to. Even if he did lose, which we all know would barely actually happen, he would always be spoiled like this. He would always love having your warmth and comfort after hard work put into his fights.

Luocha's fingers intertwined with yours as the two of you go through the Luofu together. He wasn't anyone else other than your lover when he was with you, and he'd make sure you know it. Kisses on the back of your hand or playing with your hair when the two of you were alone, or even when there was a man secretly watching from behind the scenes.

Holding Sampo's face in your hands as you gently scold him for conning another person. He just wanted to get money for you, but that didn't mean he had to get it through means like this. You remind him not to do that again, though we both know that he would do it again, all for you.

You were the only one who was loved enough by Sunday to be able to touch his soft wings, other than his own sister. He would let you clean them up, touch them up and even preen any loose feathers that stuck out from the rest. Normally, he'd do it himself, but if it made you happy to help, then he'd let you do what you want.

Laying down with Welt on the couch in the Astral Express' Parlor Car, cuddling with him after a long day of missions at your current stop. He would brush his fingers through your hair. Your head on his chest, his other arm wrapped loosely around your body. Resting for the next day that would be full of exciting adventures for the two of you.

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[mustangbby]

LOST POSSESSIONS - aventurine, boothill, x reader

- in which you lost your wedding band during a conflict with something/someone.

- novas comeback post guys I'm gonna be more fluent with writing I promise. hope you enjoy this though I was gonna add Sunday but my computer is literally at 1 percent sooooooo....

- a lot of crying, minor swearing, besides that all comfort... wc 912

When Aventurine walked into your shared home to the sight of you sobbing on the couch, he thought of the worst. Are you hurt? Did something happen while he was at work? He went up to you to seek for answers.

“What happened? What's wrong?” He internally panicked, not wanting to allow you to see his current emotions. He kept calm as you sat up, tear stained face poking a hole through his battered heart.

“You’re gonna be so pissed!” You sob, somehow starting to cry even harder. You dove back into the warm cushions of the couch when you felt the part near your shins dip, and a hand running through your hair and massaging the back of your scalp.

“You can tell me anything. I won’t be upset, I promise,” he gave you a sympathetic look before proceeding. “But if you’re not comfortable with it, I won’t push you.”

You hesitantly show him your bare hands, and he takes them in his. You roll over to face him and look at him with a pained expression, and that's when he seemed to realize. 

“Where's your wedding ring?” He said, his words quick. He looked at you slightly wide-eyed before you began bawling again. He began to swipe the tears out of your eyes, his thumb coming into contact with your lower lashes as he quietly attempts to hush you and calm you down.

“Was it stolen? Did you lose it?” 

You bring a hand up to your face before sniffling. “It got stolen. The diamond was too appealing to some bastard on the streets on Golden Hour, and it was swiped right off of my hand!” 

You curl back into yourself before Aventurine comes down to kiss your face. “I’m not mad at you, babe. I’m beyond pissed off with the person who did that. Nobody seems to have even a drop of human decency these days, do they?” 

You slightly shrugged before hugging him close. He returned the hug, and held you there until you quietly whispered a question into his ear. “What are we going to do about the ring?”

He slightly chuckled before bringing his head on top of yours. “I might as well get you a new one. The old one was rather… out of date, if I must say so myself. I could get you a bigger, brighter diamond.”You attempted to protest, attempting to say everything he knew you wanted to say- even something made out of paper would be good enough for me. But he thought you were worth the shiniest, biggest, rarest stone in the world. Worth much much more than that. And this incident wasn’t much of a setback for him, and really didn’t make his wallet cry very hard at all.

Boothill doesn’t play when his significant other is not doing very well. He’s immediately at your side, stroking your hair and trying to do or say anything he can to make you feel better. 

But in this instance, it didn’t really work. He realized after a few moments that he just had to be patient, and wait for you to come to him,

“You’re going to be so mad at me if I told you,” you hiccuped, before continuing to talk. “Please don’t yell at me.”

“Why would I ever yell at ya’?” He said, his voice uncharacteristically quiet. “Whatever's got your pretty face all stained with tears can’t be that bad. I hate gettin’ mad at ya’, and ya’ know that.”

You nodded, but dug your face deeper into the pillows. Boothill simply put his metal hand on your back, and rubbed up and down. While the sensation felt cold, it seemed to work to help calm you down because you felt more at ease, and he could tell that too. 

“I lost my wedding ring. I don’t know where it went, but one moment it was there and then the next it wasn’t on my hand anymore,” you cut out, trying to hold back more tears. You could see his face change from scared to relaxed.

“Hey, don’t stress it. That’s just a lil’ setback, nothin’ to worry about. We’ll either find it or I’ll buy ya’ a new one,” he says as he picks up your now bare hand, a flash of sadness showing through his eyes. “What’ll make ya’ feel better? Cuddles? If we went out to try n’ find it?”

You shrugged, and he nodded. You buried yourself even deeper into the blankets, giving him the hint that you just wanted to stay inside for now. You felt too bad and your face was rose red from crying, your eyes puffy and your voice raspy. He climbed into the bed with you, wrapping his strong, metallic arm around your covered torso. 

“I’ll do a thorough investigation tomorrow. People don’t usually lie to Galaxy Rangers, but I doubt those adorable cutie pies would know somethin’ like that,” he immediately cringed, realizing how the sentence came out. His stupid synesthesia beacon. 

But he heard you laugh, and the cringe feeling dissipated into a warmth in his metal chest. His whole goal is to keep you happy, healthy, and safe. If he were to fail at one of those things, he’d fail at his own purpose. For now, his only thing is to cheer you up, and make sure you know that he would never be mad at you for a mistake that's not even your fault.

[luvfy0dor]

Soft Touches 'Nd Stuff ♡⁠˖

Warnings; Suggestive, cursing in a/n, I still only write specifically for BSD, my friends suggested characters from other fandoms, so credit to them; @ilovechuuy4 and @yaeeko and others not on tumblr

Description; Sleepy morning affection ;3

Imagine laying in your bed with the sunrise visible through your window, dying the sky a pretty wash of pink, oranges and yellows all blended together. Your boyfriends arms are wrapped around your waist with his head burrowed in the crook of your neck and his chest rising and falling against your back. You mindlessly kept your eyes fixated on the rising sun while you waited for him to wake up, taking deep and steady breaths and basking in the peace and silence. Five minutes passed before you could feel his hand rub from your waist to your thigh and his breath on your neck, making you nearly shiver. "Mm.. goodmorning." He whispered, his voice scratchy from sleep. He momentarily rolled onto his back to stretch, kicking you while he stretched his legs and took on a starfish position. Once he felt physically refreshed, he curled right back up to you and kissed your cheek. "Goodmorning." You reply, reaching back to entangle your hand in his hair. "I had the funniest dream about you, last night.." he whispers with an audible grin, and his hands slide down your tummy to your abdomen. You let out a sigh, feeling his ticklish fingers against your skin. "Yeah? Was it really funny?" You ask, a little skeptical. He laughs under his breath and shakes his head. "Maybe not funny, but definitely fun." He leans forward to kiss along the back of your neck, his fingers hooking around the waist band of your pajama bottoms. "Can I show you what we did?" His voice sent more shivers down your spine, squirming in place and nodding. "Mhm.." you let his hands into your pants, feeling them start to touch you where others never had, and never would so long as he gets a say. His excitement was evident as you grinded your ass against his hips needily. "Perfect. When I'm done with you, you'll be glad I decided to tell you about it, sweetheart."

→ Dazai, Chuuya, Nikolai, Tachihara, I wrote this w/ Fyodor in mind but idrk, Belphie, Mello, Heizou, Kaeya, Tartaglia, Wriothsley, Alhaithem, Oikawa, Gojo, Jean, Gallagher, Blade, Boothill, Sampo, Aventurine, Argenti nd your favs!!

A/n; hey chat sorry for the disappearance!! I had to take the AP World History Exam today!! It wasn't terrible to be quite fair!!! (it wasn't a cold war leq like I desired) (what the fuck was that dbq) (I'm going to kill myself) (not seriously obviously)(update from August chat i got a 5 im so dramatic)

[mother-na]

Boothill X Cow! Reader [MDNI]

A one-shot about a rebelling Reader and their affectionate caretaker.

Warnings: vaginal sex, mentions of milking

Comic Ver: Linked at bottom. Another freebie.

Being a functional Hucow was actually a pretty easy life, especially if you have Boothill as your herder. He may not be the brightest of bulbs but it’s not like he was dumb either. He woke up and fed you good food, bathed you and did everything he needed to, so you got used to it. He was quite the toucher as well, patting your head every chance he gets and gently slapping your thighs in praise when you take milkings well.

There’s just one issue. You’re the only Hucow he owns! The brawny man squeezes your tits for milk, toying with your sensitive nipples just about everyday and then leaves you high and dry! Now, you know it’s not intentional and are sure he’d help you if you just asked, you just weren’t much of a talker.

You typically avoided talking all together and communicated through noises. Boothill’s a bit of a loose cannon and you recognize that he finds your lack of verbalization cute. It’s not like you needed some kind of deep conversations with him anyhow. You like things this way!

You’re just so pent up. Boothill rarely relieves you. Simple, small orgasms by messing up your poor clit whenever you’re bright red in the face after milking. But it’s not enough, you’re just left feeling horribly empty!

You weren’t even sure if Boothill has those facilities, but you were incredibly curious.

Anyhow, all of this frustration and lack of physical attention has now resulted in you making the decision to knock shit all over the place. Trashcans were knocked over, hay bales were ripped to pieces, and not even the barrels of feed were spared.

However, in the end, you found yourself feeling a little anxious, prompting you to bury yourself beneath the straw you’ve spread across the smooth luxurious barn floor.

You don’t want Boothill to be disappointed in you, but you’ve realized too late that that’ll likely be the outcome.

You kept yourself beneath the straw, hearing Boothill’s heavy footsteps enter your warm barn.

”Wha-?! What did- why did ya-?!” Boothill exclaimed upon entering the door, witnessing the catastrophe you’d caused.

It didn’t take long for him to spot your saddened form, recognizable by your small socked feet sticking from the hay.

Boothill didn’t waste time, grabbing you by the ankles and hoisting you up to scold you, his hands on the small of your waist.

Boothill stopped before he had dug into you, looking at your perky nippels, flushed face, and the arch of your back.

Oh! That’s what’s wrong.

Boothill’s irritation turned to something of understanding, letting a sigh out of his nose.

“Goodness, girl. Ya coulda just told me. Y’know I woulda’ve helped ya.” Boothill cooed at you, undoing your warm cow patterned clothes by it’s strings.

Boothill manhandled you, as he often did, to flip you over and touch you generously, massaging your sore breasts.

You did a little squirm in protest, those were too sensitive and not what you needed!

”Oh, what’s the matter, sweet girl? Lemma help ya! Have patience.” Boothill insisted as he held you down and continued his ministrations. No whining or squiggling convinced him to stop, his legs straddling your hips to keep you still.

Only when you were panting and your eyes were glazed over did Boothill stop pleasuring your delicate chest, stroking his cold metallic hands across your sternum. He watched you with his unique eyes as you reacted to his hands.

It felt so lewd to react so openly to Boothill gentle and rough handling but Boothill’s eyes were full of interest. You wanted to keep his interest on you.

Boothill shimmied down your front, pulling off your cute cow print underwear languidly and relishing the way your mound slowly comes out from the waist band, revealing your poor starving pussy.

Boothill, as rash as he is, didn’t waste much time at all in shoving a couple of his cold hard fingers inside you. With him thrusting his fingers inside your tight walls and scissoring them around, your pussy helplessly drooled. You whimpered and tried thrusting your hips up into them, but Boothill the clueless and mean Boothill kept you still. His other hand held one of your legs while your other leg was sat on gently.

“My poor sweet girl, yer drippin’ buckets! Don’t you worry, I’ll get rid of it.” Boothill comforted you with a sickeningly sweet tone, his words soft but his finger rough and explorative.

Boothill pulled his waistband down, and you sat up as much as you could to see what you hoped to be a girthy phallus.

You were both right and wrong. It is girthy, but calling it a phallus was a stretch.

It was long and metallic and shaped like a pretty hefty cock, but it was also very robotic. It was composed of thick rings and seemed to leak an odd substance from it’s tip despite it clearly being mechanical.

Boothill waited to explain until he was inside you, pressing gently against your entrance before filling you up with his version of dick.

��It’s just an attachment but it’ll fill ya up fine. It’s got some nice fixins inside it, a nice warm fluid to pump ya full with.” Boothill assured, pushing the cock against your cervix and effectively massagining it with the head. He grinded it inside you for a moment, motioning his hips to ensure the phallus was deep inside you.

You tried to move on it yourself, but Boothill wasn't having it as he held you still to go to his own pace.

Boothill had a crazy look in his eyes as he thrusted inside you messily. He kept his mildly deranged eyes on you and your gasps and moans of pleasure as pounded against your innocent womb.

You lifted your hands toward him, entirely overwhelmed by the pleasure, in need. You know he isn’t warm and there isn't anything to assure his presence but Boothill complied anyhow. He made an immediate move to blanket your body with his own, his metallic chest covering your body.

Despite no blood vessels flowing in his metal body, you could still feel a tinge of warmth. You internally thought that maybe he was trying so hard to pleasure you that he was on the path to overheating, making you a little blissful.

Boothill kept you engulfed with his body and you kept his metal cock engulfed within you. He didn’t seem to get tired above you, petting your head and cooing sweet things to you.

As previously promised, as Boothill pinned the head of his cock against your cervix, an unusually warm substance strongly streamed within your desperate womb, sending you over the edge. You cling to him desperately as your whole body spasmed and your cunt squeezed the firm metal.

Once the fluid settled, it relaxed you heavily, calming your muscles. You could only make little confused noises in confusion and pleasure.

“There we are,” Boothill said into your ears as he squeezed you tight, “A good helping of relaxant for yer sweet womb.”

Your body can’t help but go limp as Boothill released you and sat up, looking down at his work.

You were so calm and full and yet… you still wanted more! Not just of sex but of Boothill Specifically!

You whined and reached for Boothill again, beckoning him back.

“Oh~? Yer not finished? My poor naughty girl, I’ll take care of it all~.”

Comic: https://x.com/na_nsfw_/status/1824188263403589643?s=61

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[chiara-hotel]

Pickup lines they’d use on you

Ft: Boothill, Dazai & Lyney

Event Masterlist: Here

Warnings: Cheesy/really bad lines, Mentions of s*icide (Dazai), regular bsd warnings (dazai)

- Boothill loves to use pickup lines on you

- Sometimes he pretends you guys aren’t a couple just to hit on you

- He’ll walk up to you calling you a cutie, before hitting on you, asking for your number

- Although before the relationship hes a bit more shy, sometimes blushes after saying them

As for pickup lines he’d use while dating…

- “Hey darling, you dropped something… My jaw”

- “I'd like to take you to the movies, but they don't let you bring in your own snacks”

- “You and I are like nachos with jalapeños. I'm super cheesy, you're super hot, and we belong together”

- “Excuse me, do you have a Band-Aid? I scraped my knee falling for you”

Pickup lines he’d use before dating you…

- “Something must be wrong with my phone… It doesn’t have your number in it”

- “I would've said "God bless you" after that sneeze, but it looks like he already had”

- “I’ll bring you roses to our first date so that they can see how beautiful you are”

- Dazai loves using pickup lines on you both before & after you start the relationship

- The moment you walk into the room-hes already hitting on you

Pickup lines he’d say while dating you…

- “Do you have a map? I just got lost in your eyes.”

- “I usually go for 8s but I guess I’ll settle for a 10.”

- (Over text) “Are you https? ‘Cuz without you I’m just ://”

Pickup lines he’d say before dating you…

- “Do you believe in love at first sight, or do you need to look at my profile again?”

- “Would you like to commit a double suicide with me?”

- “I hope you know CPR cuz you just took my breath away!”

- Lyney is more a fan of using pickup lines before the relationship but he still will slip out a pickup line here and there

- Mainly when you both are alone though, or even on a date

Pickup lines he’d use while dating you…

- “Kiss me if I’m wrong, but dinosaurs still exist, right?”

- “Hey, you’re pretty and I’m cute. Together we’d be pretty cute.”

Pickup lines he’d use before the relationship…

- “Are you a magician? Cuz when I look at you, everyone else disappears.”

- “I am not a photographer, but I can easily picture us together.”

[kichikichiko]

haiiii!! I’d like to put in a request for Boothill x an alcoholic mechanic reader who’s personality takes a complete 180 when drunk, like when the reader is sober they’re a really quiet nervous person but when they feed their addiction they turn into a party animal.(If I had to compare the reader’s personality to an existing character I’d say they’re like hiroi from bocchi the rock) also I think it’d be cute if the reader did things like maintenance checks and fixed up Boothill/his stuff from time to time :3

Moonshine

Happy new year everyone! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و sorry I've been gone for so long!

Also so sorry for taking this long to write your request ;; I had the biggest writers block in my life last year

Hope you like this silly lil fic of Boothill! (He's my favourite character good lord)

Pairing: Boothill x gn mechanic alcoholic! reader

Synopsis: Reader is an alcoholic in disguised, and your client (and secret crush)

Warnings: Fluff, Reader likes drinking alcohol, Reader is mentioned to be shy but takes a 180 on their personality after intaking alcohol, nicknames/ petnames mentioned by Boothil, not proofread.

Working as a mechanic is no easy job. Nights without sleep, days with frustrations. It just never ends! Of course you’re going to turn to alcohol for solace and comfort. It is only natural! You tell yourself. 

It’s not like you drink alcohol as you work no no no. You grab a bottle of alcohol and drown yourself to the intoxicating taste of it after hours. During harder days, you’ll go to a bar during the night and get real drunk. Dancing to the live band, singing with other patrons, talking with strangers… all of that. Because of that, you always prefer to get drunk alone, where no one you know can see that side of you. After all, you were shy and quiet and always got the job done. That’s what your frequent and loyal client, Boothill the cyborg, thinks anyway. 

Boothill is known to run into danger, Hell, he probably is Danger himself. So it’s not surprising he ends up with a few bad damages to his metal body here and there. He always comes to you for a bit (a lot actually-) of fixing up. It’s totally because he thinks you're reliable and not because of any other reason… 

“You should be more mindful about yourself, Boothill. This is the third time you’ve visited my workshop in a week.” You grumbled as you fixed up his mechanic arm. 

“What's all the fuss about sweetheart? My human head is perfectly fine, besides, this time it’s only my arm that’s in rough shape.” He grins which earned him a disapproving shake of your head. 

“Still, that doesn’t mean you're invincible. What if one day your heart is the one getting damaged? You know how much work and stress you’ll put me through?” You weren’t yelling per say, you never yelled at Boothill, or anyone for that matter. But it was very evident you were annoyed and worried. 

Boothill sighed and nodded his head “Alright sugarplum, I’ll be more careful next time.” 

You hummed in response and silence ensued, only the sound of you tinkering with your equipment filled the workshop. Boothill looked at you from his seat. The crease of your eyebrows, the small frown on your lips and the sweat dripping from your forehead so focused on fixing his arm. Sometimes he feels a little guilty, for making you work hard almost everyday when he comes to visit you. He’ll never admit that sometimes he gets into real danger just to see you often. Small maintenance once a week doesn’t cut it for him. He wanted to see you everyday. 

“Hey sweetheart, you’ve been working real hard today, how ‘bout after this, I take you out for a drink?” The cowboy smirked, waiting for your reply. He’s never seen you drink before, and he doesn't know if you do, but it’s worth the shot to ask. 

You paused for a second, then looked up at him “You’ll pay?” 

He scoffed at your question. “I’ll getcha as many drinks as you want.”

“Deal.”

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Hours passed, and you finally closed up your workshop. Boothill seemed to know the area well, because he decided to take you to a bar quite far from your workshop, despite there being a bar quite near your place. Honestly, you were glad for his suggestion. You were a regular customer in the bar near your workshop, and dare not make that known to Boothill. 

You started to regret taking up Boothill’s offer for a drink, in fear of getting drunk and letting your “party animal” side come out. What would he think of you? Would he be shocked? Disgusted?. You shook your head. It's not like I get drunk with just one drink.. but the fear remains. 

When you both arrived at the bar, you made a mental note to just have a maximum of two drinks. 

You and Boothill sat by the bar (counter), “Heya boss, a glass of whiskey for me and..” Boothill turned to you, waiting for your reply. 

“Sweetened mood for me.” you told the Bartender, who nodded and started making your drinks. 

“Thanks for today by the way, (Name). I always know I can count on you to get me back to shape” 

You smiled a little and shook your head. “Not an easy job having you come in so often, but no problem.” Just then, the bartender gave you both your drinks. 

“Aw c’mon, havin’ me around has its perks, don't lie now sugarcube you love havin’ me around.”

You didn’t reply but you silently agreed, and took a sip of your drink.. drink number one. 

The conversation between the two of you flowed so smoothly, like the amount of alcohol you started to drink. It was already more than two, and you felt your cheeks flush. But you didn’t stop. 

As if fate was trying to push you further, a live band started to play, and the urge to dance along kicked in. You felt light headed and tipsy, but instead of stopping you ordered another alcohol and chugged it down. 

“Woah there (name) didn’t know you could drink this much! Had I known, I would’ve taken you out back then!” 

You slammed your cup on the table and laughed “I’m sure you would have, but I would have said no to your offer.” truly the alcohol was taking over your senses, because you felt yourself stand up from your seat and slowly swat to the beat of the song from the live band. Boothill’s eyes followed you and widened when you started dancing to the music. Your laugh, your smile, the red cheeks clearly intoxicated. This was the you he has never seen before, but he doesn’t complain. Instead, he grinned and went to the dance floor with you and started dancing along. 

You smiled at him “Follow my movements cowboy, only if you can of course.” You teased.

“Is that a challenge, sugarplum?” The said cowboy teased back. 

“Depends on how you take it.”

The atmosphere of the bar became more lively, dancing, laughing and cheering along. Making you all the more hyped and making Boothill all the more attracted to you. 

Hours later, the music stopped and the atmosphere dulled down to a calm one. By this point, the cowboy knew it was time to take you back.

“You sure caught me by surprise, (name).” He chuckled, carrying your sleeping figure back to your place.

Though you couldn’t hear him, he continued. “I hope you’ll show me this side of you again, sweetheart.”

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[callmecrazy4u2]

Why are all the hot guys imaginary? ToT

HSR Imaginary Path Bois the next boy band after Genshins anemo short boys

would the name be DRAWL?

Dan Heng/Feng

Ratio

Aventurine

Welt

Loucha

-dam of a beaver that is kinda hawt and....boothill sneak in with his weird swears again and that name.

- lol and wow the couples are next to each other too

[jellyfishenjoyer22]

Characters from hsr and genshin that should meet each other (cross-universe and same-universe)

Spoiler warning(just for certain characters backstories) !!

- Aventurine and Boothill, but they ACTUALLY get to talking and don’t just try to kill each other.

- Klee and Wanderer - Klee DOES NOT get the hint that Wanderer does not want her around, and she just sorta sticks to him like glue. He grows begrudgingly fond of her

- Jing Yuan, Welt, and Zhongli - they can have tea together and be old men

- Bennet and Aventurine - Best luck in the world + worst luck in the world = ???? - Also Aventurine could totally benefit from chilling with Bennet like just as buds. Aventurine needs some non-toxic influences in his life

- Ratio + Aventurine and Kaveh + Alhaitham / Self explanatory / One hit wonder NAH she a two hit wonder

- Razor and Navia/Chevruse/Chlorinide / I want Razor to see a gun and go batshit crazy

- Itto and Ratio / Make ratio combust with anger at the sheer stupidity of this man / make ratio realize his whole “cure the world of stupidity” thing is IMPOSSIBLE when men like Itto exist

- Boothill and Itto- I feel like the energy would just be like through the roof yk

- Serval, Robin, and Xinyan / THEY CAN START A GIRLS BAND

- Arlechinno and Boothill / Compare hairstyles / Boothill would prolly love the idea of Arle’s orphanage cus he adopted a kid himself / He’d def get on really great with all the kids

- Collei and Sethos / Platonic or romantic idc all I know is that they’d have fun together / +++ Collei should have a friend who is more her age (idk his age or lore but he seems around her age)

- Gepard and Sampo / I’ve read so many fics and seen so much art of them that I genuinely cannot fathom that they don’t have any in-game interactions / just look at shoezuki’s blog and you’ll understand

- Wanderer and Acheron / I want wanderer’s short ass to be HUMBLED by Acheron in a fight / wanderer goes full robot mode or whatever meanwhile Acheron doesn’t even unsheathe her blade

- Tighnari and Yukong/Tingyun / I just want him to meet foxians

If anyone makes/has made fics or art about any of these interactions PLEASE PLEASE send it my way