#Ride the Rails

[gay-anxiety]

when will my dream of sex on the Amtrak finally cum true?

[cletusthurstonbeauregard]

[shitty-check-please-aus]

What we need to do is convince all the disney adults in america that high speed rail would be a preferable way of getting to disneyworld compared to driving or flying. We could maybe harness their fondness for the monorail or something, but this is a group of people that has time, income, and passion that we could leverage. If we could direct 5% of the enthusiasm they have for limited edition popcorn buckets into calling their representatives and demanding high-speed interstate rail, we could get it by 2030

[almostlookedhuman]

[invisibl3museum]

Guessing I never posted the finished piece~

[nobllite]

Save a horse, ride a what?? 💥

[wanologic]

live fast die young

[plasmasimagination]

|| Wear the hat, ride the Cowboy ||

Boothill

Synopsis: the good old saying always mentioned with cowboys, how about boothill with the prompt?

Warning - SFW but well suggestive undertone, drinking, slight cussing (censored boothill style),

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You were always a fan of the cyborg, he's a fun guy to be around, so you would never pass a chance to have a quick drink with him would ya?

A nice bar, dimmed lights, a good ol' drink in hand, as boothill tells yet another wild story, that you take with yet another grain of salt because of his love for exaggerating.

"and that motherfudger grabbed the gun, he grabbed the gun! He fudging thought he could shoot me, hah! What a-" he got cut off just as your fingers reached over and grabbed the brim of his hat and transported it onto your head,as it softly touched your hair, covering a bit of your forehead since it is quite bigger than you've expected.

He just chuckled and put down his drink with a cheeky smirk, one of the guys around you, who was clearly wasted, mumbles "hah!...w-wear ....ride cowboy!". You clearly didn't know of the saying and looked at boothill with a confused expression as he just mischievously laughs and tilts the head down over your eyes leaning closer

"oy, haven't you heard of the rule? You wear the hat..." *He flicks the hat off your eyes, staring into them, "you ride the cowboy..." He says, his voice lacing with mischief as he watched your eyes widen and expression change from one to another

He just keeps laughing at you and quickly lifts the hat off your head putting it back on his as he leans in, "you'll get to wear the hat again if you'd like...in other circumstances.. ;)".

[rui-drawsbox]

*sighs* until the metal breaks

+warmups

[halfassedtea]

Save both the horse and the cowboy at this point his ass can NOT become pregnant.

[draconic-desire]

It’s been less than 24 hours since this man was leaked and he’s made me physically fERAL all day so please enjoy my little pink edits of him

EDIT: NAH FAM WE BACK

[yuukels]

[naturecalls111]

[poisned]

I want to find the trash king and erase him from existence to become the one true TRASH LORD!

[boothillssugarmomma]

Screw Loose

(Boothill x Fem!Reader)

cw-: sickeningly sweet Boothill, limb detachment mentioned, hint of talk of powering down

🎀 authorsnote: Boothill is my baby and will always be my baby and I love him so fucking muchhhhh

please don't steal my work!

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"Hey, darlin! Could you grab the screwdriver?" Boothill smirks as he walks into the living room. You nearly faint as your husband walks up to you...missing an arm!

"What?" Boothill gave a headtilt and a soft smile, "Look, my arm got stuck again ok?" He rolls his eyes and ruffles your hair with his good hand.

"Now stop gawkin' cutie and help me get it off there please?" Boothill motioned over to the cabinet ,where said arm was indeed just gripping onto the handle.

Boothill's arms and legs had the tendency to jam and malfunction, that's why he kept so many screwdrivers around the house. This was a normal thing for Boothill...but not for you.

"O-Of course...honey..." You whisper, your eyes are still glued on the arm as you slowly walk up to it and give it a tug.

The arm is stuck in place, not even budging and the door of the cabinet starts creaking from your tugging with all your might. Boothill watched on, amusement in his eyes.

"What part of 'jammed' do you not get, sweetpea?"

"...fine..." You sigh as you tug it harder, your face gets red as you pull as hard as you can.

The harder you pull, the more the cabinet creaks and Boothill finally rolls his eyes and walks up to you, smacking you away and pulling his arm away from the cabinet handle and shaking it violently.

"Just watch!" Boothill's arm made some clicking noise and just worked like brand new. Boothill flexed his fingers on his arm just to see if it worked and it in fact, did work and he smirked.

"Ain't that purdy?"

"Always my love..." You blink as your nose crinkles with disturbance.

Boothill chuckles, seeing your face of disturbance.

"Don't worry, baby. I ain't gonna fall to pieces on you, 'kay?" He walked over and kissed the top of your head.

"Seems like you already are my dear..." You poke his arm just to be sure it'll stay on.

Upon your poking, his arm gives a mechanical groan in protest from you poking at it and it just goes completely limp.

"Ah, my sweetpea." Boothill muttered the last part under his breath and he gave a scoffing laugh at his arm.

"What'd I tell you? I ain't broken down on you."

"Hmm..." You finally smile and lean up to kiss him.

Boothill kisses back, wrapping his own arm around your waist and holding you closer to him.

"See? I'm just a little wonky from time to time." Boothill gave a little chuckle, "The perks of being mechanical, huh?" His smirk widened at his last little statement.

"Perks is a funny way to put it..." You laughed softly before hugging into him.

Boothill smiled and held you close, placing his chin on the top of your head as you hugged into him.

"You gotta admit it, sweetpea. Not everything about being a bionic cowboy is bad." Boothill laughed softly, "I'm still me at the end of the day despite being mechanical like this. Nothin' changed 'xcept my flesh and organs are different than yours."

You glance up at him and sigh. "Boothill what am I going to do with you..."

He chuckled at your little comment and smiled, "Just hold onto me and hope I don't shut down one day." he teased slightly and ruffled your hair.

Boothill wasn't like many other men and you had to learn to live with that. A mechanical man was all he was. But Boothill was still the same man you fell in love with.

"Say...darling..." You whisper softly. "If you ever...were to shut down..." You trail off as your eyes begin to water.

"Don't even go there, sweetpea." Boothill muttered, pulling you even closer to him now and holding you close to him. He had his chin back on the top of your head as his arms were wrapped around you.

"Listen to me, baby." Boothyll whispered, "Ain't goin' down anytime soon." his drawl was firm and serious, meaning every word of what he said.

"Promise?" You swallow harshly and take sharp breaths against his metal chest.

"I promise, baby." Boothill whispered into your ear, "But...if I ever do go down, I don't want you to morn me long." he said quietly.

"I want you to carry on living for me."

Boothill was deadly serious, he didn't want you to have a moment where you'll just waste away in sadness for him.

"Stop it, don't say that!" You smack his arm softly. You both freeze as it starts to creak.

The arm slowly creaks before falling down to the ground , this time it was his left arm.

"Oh, honey." Boothill muttered, "Please don't break me anymore." he said in his low drawl, a teasing tone.

"I'm sorry!" You whine and rush off to find a screwdriver for your husband.

Boothilly just watches on amused as you run to find a screwdriver and you rush back to him with the screwdriver.

"Easy, sweetheart." Boothill laughs softly at your haste and he turns around so you can fix his arm.

"I didn't mean to..." You sigh as you carefully pick up his arm, a look of pure disgust crosses your face before fading into a neutral expression.

You could tell Boothill was holding back his own laugh at the expression you made, watching on as you carefully pick up his arm with the screwdriver.

"Just fix me up so we can get this over with." he muttered, still amused but was eager to get this over with.

You carefully begin to fix it with a puzzled look. "I don't know...how?"

You managed to start fixing his arm back on, but it'll take a while due to how complicated Boothill's arms and legs were.

"You just gotta turn the screw driver on the screw." Boothill told you, a bit of annoyance in his voice, "How far away are you from fixing this, darlin'?"

"I'm trying my love..." You assure him.

"I know, honey." Boothill muttered quietly and tried to sit still, "Just a little while longer." his voice drawled out. He could feel you working on his arm and he just prayed you wouldn't somehow mess it up.

"You're nearly at the finish line, baby."

"That's what she said." You smirk. The room goes quiet.

Boothill was speechless and completely flabbergasted at your boldness to finish his sentence and he just looked at you, mouth still slightly open before he burst out into a fit of laughter.

"Oh, you little devil." he grinned, "Seems you're learning a few things from me, ain't ya?"

"Learned from the..." You trail off as you screw a screw on. "The best!" You smile as his arm starts to move again.

Boothill can feel his arm working again and he gives it a small flex, "See? Told you it's not that complicated." he grinned.

Boothill gives you a kiss on the cheek and pulls you close to him.

"You did a good job, sweetheart." he whispered into your ear, "Ain't you just a smart cookie."

You giggle softly at the chain of praise he whispers into your ear. Eyes shining with pure love and adoration.

Boothill could see the love in your eyes as he whispered praises to you and he just smiled, pressing a kiss to your cheek before kissing your lips.

"I'm the luckiest cowboy, ain't I? Having you in my life, in my arms." he whispered to you, "I'd do anything for you, darling."

"R-Really?" You whisper softly as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Really." Boothill whispered back, smiling as he tucked that stray strand of hair behind your ear.

"Ain't a day goes by where I ain't proud to say that you're my girl." he whispered quietly, giving a sweet kiss to your forehead.

"I love you..." You smile warmly up at him.

Boothill gives a genuine smile as he gently lifts your chin up with his hand, leaning down as his hand gently cups your face and he smiles down at you.

"I love you more." he whispered back to you, leaning down to kiss your lips gently.

"I love you most..." You giggle.

"You're such a little minx, yknow that?" Boothill whispered to you as he pulled you closer to him and held you close. He just held you close to him, smiling softly as he held you in his arms like you were his entire world...well technically...you are his entire world.

"But you love that~" You tease before leaning up to kiss his nose.

"True, true." Boothill chuckled and grinned down at you after you kissed his nose.

"You keep this up, I might malfunction with a love bug if you get any sweeter." He joked and grinned down at you, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head.

🎀End🎀