#boto scissors

[poppyseedsphone]

Some BOTO doodles, Rook centered cuz I haven’t actually rewatched the whole series enough to have much to do with the others. Featuring scissorook cuz I’m a believer and an au I made up where they bring Rook back to life and Scissors impulsively steals him cuz the researchers keep freaking him out or something. Also I did not look at any references at all.

[oneopredelennost]

Boto mean girls

✂️🍐

[puppyrelp]

my take on BOTO as humans :]]

[brookly1469]

hear me out.

Silver Spoon x Scissors from Brawl Of The Objects.

In this picture Silver Spoon and Scissors are watching rhythm Heaven fever while eating chips after playing Wii sports on bootleg Wii remotes

Comment what you think about this ship

[tele-vicious]

oh yea i never shared my rook and scissors gijinkas here

[trolling-pip]

If it’s alright could you draw Scissors and Rook BOTO holding hands and looking at each other lovingly ?

( I am coping with the fact that Antony originally wanted them to be canon before the story went in the direction that it did )

It's alright brah!!

Sorry this took so long, I was having problems drawing Scissors.

Tell me if you want me to change anything.

I need to watch BOTO fully, istg..

[ankofan69]

I made this at like 11 pm and my my do I love it :]

[goodobjectshowscreenshots]

[itsjellyyy]

:O

YIPPEE!!!

[a-random-warrior]

Day 12 of drawing ships I like for pride month

Scissorook (?)! I really like the dynamics this ship has

[Requests are closed (sorry!)]

[kitstenk]

[doodlebeeberry]

🏳️‍🌈 Shelly from boto? And if you're okay with doing more than one, sheildy and/or scissors from boto too! ^_^

It dawns on me that I’ve never actually drawn scissors before lol

[indigo-piplup]

Two scissors

[brookly1469]

#shorts #latetrend #cringe #inanimateinsanity #boto #tiktokdance

[m00nyzz]

littll doodle of my boto au

[bonnaby]

hii,....

The mindscape was empty, all aside the castle. That wasn't hard to see. Rook knew this. He never really thought to try and change it, especially when Princess Shears returned- along with all her other friends that came one by one. He'd still need to punish some two for not knowing how to play chess.

But beside that point, once he no longer had Princess Shears nor any of her friends to tend after, he was left alone once more. It wasn't like when they'd disappear all at once for a little while and then return. Its been a good while, and they were not back. It made him realize how lonely it was. How stuck in his head he was.

He sat on the red sofa, he hadn't done much but kept the castle tidy, hoping for and awaiting their return, although he was starting to doubt they'd come back. He didn't know where they went, how they got here or how they disappeared.

He was stuck up in his mind again, today wondering if he could remember what snow looked like(which, wasn't hard, once he focused). He wish it'd snow, or that it were more green around. He didn't know why there was nothing but a white void surrounding the castle. He'd never gone outside the castle if unneeded due to the fact it was so empty around.

The day had gone and he was dusting the mantle of a fireplace, feeling a chill send goosebumps up his arms. Why was it suddenly cold? He set his duster down on the mantle, walking to a window and pushing it open, looking outside for the first time in a few days. He felt his eyes were going to pop out of his head from shock. The surprise winded him, leaving him to clutch to the sill of the window to catch his breath, still staring in disbelief out of the window. There was no way this was genuinely happening, no way this could've happened. How did this even happen?

Rook skittered down the stairs, nearly tripping and falling down in his excitement. He burst through the door, sure enough seeing the lushness surrounding the castle. Vibrant green trees were sprouted from the ground, some grown while some were still saplings, hidden from the sun by the greedy canopies of the tallest trees. Beautiful lime grass grew softly below the trees and up the edge of the castle, and even a few loose stones and pebbles found themselves scattered in random areas.

Rook bent to his knees and reached out to touch the grass, eyes watering at the softness, the realness, of the grass. This was real. The trees, the grass, the moss climbing up the castle walls, it was all real.

He wiped at his eyes to rid them of the tears, yet more flooded back, and eventually he started crying in joy. Real scenery, something to look forward to when he were to go outside, something to relax in. It had been so long, too long, since he'd seen trees and grass. He never wanted this feeling to end, he felt as if he were walking on clouds.