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boobhill or whatever his name is

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Boothill, and friends. I think pretty much all of these are from 2024 if not literally all of them. Starting from drip marketing release and onward from there. Its kinda wild how much I drew him?? Also that I started drawing him from drip marketing cause I don't do that usually! The Boothill on the bench + him being sleepy image was the spin off from a Whumperless Whump Event 2024 prompt- And the Dan heng and Boothill body swap (their eyes are swapped :>) was from a Whumptober 2024 prompt I never finished.

[No Romance Included]

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HOLLYYY FUCKKK 👀

hungryy

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OHHH SWEET CHRIST ALMIGHTY!!

learning to draw for myself again ouguh (っ- ‸ - ς)

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Woahh Lordy, hot damn!!

Holy forkeroni

Boothill doing the C-3PO Strip tease

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There was something genuinely unsettling about emotionally possessed Boothill this patch….

need more boothill

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Very interesting take on this. With this in mind I think I can say looking back on it that I can enjoy the intricacies of this scene a bit more. Still hated how Skott got literally most of the limelight this quest :/.

NO OK BUT THIS BRIEF LITTLE MOMENT IN THE FATE COLLAB FUCKING KILLED ME BECAUSE LIKE.

If you watch the part where Grady's Noble Phantasm hits, Boothill seems much, much more upset about it than Archer or Aventurine- like beyond just the frustration of him yelling so loud that the screen shakes. He pulls his hat low. He hides his face. He looks down and away and his frown is full of teeth. Boothill is extremely expressive with his face and his body language, and he just looks so furiously miserable.

much love to Pluto for sending her screen recording to me- still screenshots just don't do Boothill's body language justice here!

And even after this scene! While Archer and Aventurine stand there listening to Skott's yapping! Boothill doesn't stand still like them at all, he steps forward like he's going to do something about it, then ends up simply crossing his arms and letting his head drop low with his teeth grit.

Like! Dude is Pissed! Capital-P-Pissed!!

Which! No, yeah, that makes total sense! In the same vein as Aventurine not liking the command seals or being called Master because of his past, or Robin feeling particularly sympathetic for Asna because of their similar circumstances, this aligns perfectly with Boothill's backstory, it's just that he's like way more of a reticent asshole about it than those two.

Because for Boothill, losing his voice is probably more akin to losing a limb.

We actually get a nice timely reminder of this right before the silent film scene, which I wonder if Hoyo did on purpose for this reason or not? But anyway. Robin and the trailblazer both get a very verbose message (supposedly) from Boothill, and they figure it for a fake right away because of how wildly off it was from his usual style. And even outside of in-game content, Hoyo has kept with that- every single text message Boothill sends is voice-to-text.

the only time they forgot this iirc was the giant group message at the climax of 2.3

Regardless of what you hc as the reason (my favorite Boothill fic writes him as dyslexic, which I adore), Boothill is canon very reliant on verbal communication. He can't express himself nearly as well any other way! Without his voice, he loses something vital to his ability to connect with other people!

And even further beyond his voice's practicality, Boothill's homeplanet, Aeragan-Epharshel, seems to have been a place with a strong oral culture.

I don't think it's a stretch to say this is something strongly tied to Boothill's sense of home, because like. If you look at his character stories, it plays a part. He used to sing with Nick. And that memory was important enough to him that when he found his daughter, that was the first thing he did to try to soothe her crying, was to sing to her that same song. When his doctor asked him his name after The Surgery, after he had barely managed to resurface under the drowning weight of his grief, that was what stopped him- the fact that he was never going to hear his true name spoken in his family's voices ever again.

Boothill's voice is important to him. It's his means of connecting with people, it's how he expresses himself, it's a tie to a cultural identity that he has so, so little left of.

Other than the name on his bounty, I think it's a very reasonable conclusion that the native tongue of Aeragan-Epharshel isn't within the Synesthesia Beacons, and isn't documented anywhere in any kind of accessible or official capacity. It probably only exists in the mouths of its survivors, like Boothill. And there are not many survivors.

So to lose his own voice? To lose even this? No wonder he looks so much more distraught than anyone else in that scene, because like.

What more could they possibly take from him?

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I’m so sorry if I’m bothering you with this. Anime horse girl hell has me by the throat. Umamusume Boothill and/or Faye??

no need to apologize, i loooove thinking about uma musume and fayehill, and it's even more fun if they're mixed together :3 since i already associate boothill with spirit, i naturally defaulted to uma boothill. i know that the uma are... well, musume/girls, but there's a work around for that if you catch my drift LOL he'd probably start out as an unruly and hard to train uma, but he has immense power and potential; similar to our beloved gold ship. his willingness to race and train at his best would rely solely on his relationship with his trainer, and whether or not he respected them.

faye as a trainer wouldn't prioritize winning and instead would be very interested in learning about the uma she works with and earning their trust. if faye ended up as boothill's trainer, she'd have a hard time being stern with him even if he was purposely trying to give her a hard time. eventually though, she'd wear down his stubbornness and he'd become quite fond of her.

the first time he wins first place in a race marks a pivotal shift in their dynamic. the moment he sees faye's unadulterated joy is when he knows he needs to keep winning and putting his all into racing. if not for his own satisfaction, then he would do it for her.

i decided to draw them as both trainers and uma for the heck of it because why not >ᴗ<

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Save a horse and all that

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Love and Affirmation

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Boothill x Gender Neutral Reader. SFW. Drabble not a full fic or oneshot.

Warnings: Self-loathing, lacking self confidence, finding oneself unworthy, emotional overload, vulnerability (Boothill).

You’ve become rather tired of how Boothill talks about himself when it comes to love and affection. Finally, following the end of a rather heated argument with him about this topic you decided to tell him exactly how you feel and exactly what he is worth.

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“How could ya want someone….something like me? I mean look at me.” The Ranger shrugged, eyes shifting to the floor.

“I’m just ah chunk of metal.”

“I can’t give ya what ya rightfully deserve darlin’, what ya need..” His voice trailed off, juxtaposed to its usually bombastic brilliance.

“I don’t care about that.” You gently retort, a hand reaching out to cup the side of his face. Fingers gently tracing through his bangs.

“Boothill, all I want…all I need…is you.” Your thumb gently smooths the course skin of his face, drawing his line of sight back to you.

“I love all of you Boothill. Every little facet of your being.”

“Your flaws and imperfections. Your strengths and virtues. Every single piece of you. I love it all.” You continue, voice soft and oh so sweetly sincere.

The cowboy remained quiet, his mind unable to come up with a way to respond; how unlike him. Finally, he simply closed his eyes, no longer able to hold your gaze, and nuzzled into the warmth of your palm. Resting his lips on your wrist, appreciating the strong pulse, the rhythm of you, as blood flowed past.

Then, oh so subtly, his shoulders shuddered and his breath fell out of synch; going from calculated intakes to more ragged puffs of air. Even if he could still shed tears he wouldn’t have to for you to understand what was happening. You could tell in the minuscule downturn of his mouth or the slight tension of his closed eyelids. After all, you knew Boothill like one would know themselves; perhaps better than that even. His mannerisms and little intricacies, you could read and recognize with such ease.

“Boothill…” You drawled, voice still strong yet kind.

“You are worthy of love…you deserve love, deserve everything, the whole cosmos even.”

A beat passes.

“Please, allow me to love you…”

A soft whimper is your answer as the ranger buries himself more into you; to hide his cracking exterior. By now, you can feel that hot prickle of tears in the corners of your own eyes. Seeing him like this breaks something within you.

“Boothill?” You ask gingerly.

A period of silence lapses before he finally speaks again.

“I…I love you.” The gunslinger breathes at last. Though it was so soft, were it not for the already present silence, you could have missed it.

You had never seen him this vulnerable, so quiet and subdued. The desire to fully embrace him was practically overpowering, but you held out; not wanting to overwhelm him further. You’d let him take the lead now.

Boothill exhaled a deep breath to calm himself and clear his head; slowly he opened his eyes. The red dot at the center of his target pupil didn’t burn with its usual hot intensity. No, this time it smoldered with a tender warmth and gentle glow; displaying his bare and worn soul only to you. The walls that he worked so hard, over so many years, to place around himself had crumbled before you. Brought down by your fortitude, your unwavering loyalty and unconditional love for him.

“I love you.” He repeated, more sure and confident this time.

“I love you too.” You answered; calm, steady, and inviting.

Ever so gingerly the cowboy leaned forward, making sure to keep your hand on his cheek, and nestled himself in the curve of your neck. Enveloping himself in the comfort of your warm, smooth skin and relishing the familiar scents he always associated with you. He was grounding himself in the security your presence brought him.

He hummed against you, corralling all of his swirling thoughts. The gunslinger mentally went over what all of this meant now. Despite the chaos still active in his neurochip he found himself less uncertain than before, because now he has you. In a way, he always knew this to be true and Aeons how he loves the sound of that; you and him together. He pressed himself further into your warmth and softly smiled, lost in all that was you.

A caring smile makes its way to you too as you watch your beloved relax, basking in the radiant glow of your affection. You bring a hand up and start absentmindedly carding your fingers through the locks of his hair. You couldn’t wait to shower him with all that he so rightfully deserved.

For now though, a night where you held him secure in your embrace, whispering sweet words of affirmation and love sounded perfect. ————————————————————————

Fuck this wasn’t supposed to be this long, it was literally going to be just a small amount of dialogue.

This is based on a headcanon post I made which you can find here

I couldn’t get this confrontation out of my head. Also because this is something I have had planed for a oc x Boothill interaction and I needed to write it, now I can probably work with it more and make it better.

I won’t say this is my first time writing for Boothill because I have small drabbles for him and my oc Sunny running around on my laptop. Though this is my first time posting it in public!

Fact about me, I personally love exploring vulnerability with Boothill. Despite his hard, flashy exterior, that man has scars and wounds that go deep. He’s conditioned himself to no longer think he is human and thus undeserving of human needs such as love. So really experimenting with opening him up like this is so intriguing to me. Also, I just want him to be happy dammit!! Let me give him all the love he needs and wants!! Please Hoyo just let him be happy!!!

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GOD this is a gorgeous design!!!

Ikrya, the acid dragon 🐉🧪

Dnd mount / monster design

Price: 130€ (vgen link)

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スタレのブートヒル！描いてて楽しいです。

黒ベタにハマってます。

Boothill at Honkai Star Rail! He's a fun character to draw.

My latest obsession is painting the shadows in my paintings completely black.

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God I ADORE your soft Boothill Rina!

comfort sketches from last week because i was getting my shit rocked by pms. i think a hug from boothill and a tiramisu could fix me LOL

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i might have been a lil crazy. my gluttony knows no bounds.

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God Boothill is just so gorgeous in your style!!

メイドの日 - battle maids

a year ago i drew both boothill and blade for maid day, so why not keep it consistent and just draw the two of them again this year !! also, i didn't want to draw fayehill and then leave bladie all alone, so i included cinna's yume oc !!

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I’m reblogging this to the side blog too. Everyone go look at Rina’s art and follow her immediately. Literally the best human being right here!!

Boothill’s the kind of guy to immediately complain about not having access to a gun in every video game he plays.

“Okay, so when do I get a gun?”

“Boothill…..this is Minecraft…”

or

“Are they gonna give us guns??”

“This is phasmophobia Boothill. There aren’t any guns.”

“Then what’s the forkin’ point of being called a ghost hunter???”

you're so right. he'd be like "you know what would really make this game better?...if it had guns". especially if the game has a combat system, but none of the weapon options are firearms, like what do you meaaannnn??? why wouldn't there be guns??? i drew a little sunnyhill interaction for ya :3

although i imagine that if he played any fps games, he'd be accused of having aimbot...which isn't entirely untrue (he is the aimbot), but it would suck because his account would get banned for hacks. that must be the reason why he'd be stuck playing gunless games LOL

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YEEHAW Time for a bit of trouble makin'! ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗