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flazingbire · 13 hours
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i have been diagnosed with a serious disease called Crush on a Genshin NPC that No One Else Cares About
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flazingbire · 6 days
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another detail i have noticed about boothill!!
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his shoes is his feet! hes not wearing shoes! bro got built in heels
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flazingbire · 13 days
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Thank you to Boothill, who got me out of a depressive funk long enough to draw 3 things. I can't do him justice, but (*´-`*)ノ I tried anyway.
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flazingbire · 14 days
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Look at his silly how could you not like him :p
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flazingbire · 15 days
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flazingbire · 1 month
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THEY LEAKED BOOTHILLS VOICE IM ACTUALLY IN TEARSS!!! he sounds so good like it's the perfect voice for him 🙏 amen we got our southern accent, it isn't the strongest one but still need him whispering in my ear RIGHT NEOW!!
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flazingbire · 1 month
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The boothill fic is sooooooooo good omg 😩
Now what if he's like mad at oblivious reader but his vulgar words keep on getting translated to "cutie", "sweetheart" etc etc...and then the reader just gets so flustered at his sudden compliments without knowing the truth behind it
i can't wait for him to appear on the story tbh it'd be so funny lol
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"HONEY!"
the cowboy slams his fist into the polished metal of someone's car, making you flinch and turn around at the loud noise. what's gotten into him now? sure, he's loud and can act rather brash, but you have never seen him yell 'honey' out of nowhere.
"what's wrong?"
"you're so adorably beautiful! i love you so much i want to kiss you!"
boothill covers his mouth in panic, shocked at the atrocious sentences that slipped past his mouth. first of all, he's supposed to say that you're such a peabrain and that he wants to kick you in the face for it! and seconds, he's not supposed to expose himself!
you, on the other hand, have your jaw dropped on the floor and your heart rate speeding up uncontrollably. did he just said what you think he did?
"boothill, you—"
"no, you heard me wrong! i said that you're an angel sent to me by the aeons and that i will peel your oranges for you and feed you myself!"
he ends up crouching down, pulling on his hair in frustration and embarrassment—he swears to get back at whoever messed up his system and thinks of a way to confess to you without sounding so stupid.
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flazingbire · 1 month
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B O O T H I L L 🔥
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flazingbire · 1 month
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SAVE A HORSE!!!!
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flazingbire · 1 month
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The curse of No Cussing
(For context, Boothill cannot swear...he says nice things instead 😂)
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flazingbire · 1 month
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FLESH IS WEAK FLESH IS WEAK FLESH IS WEAK FLESH IS WEAK
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flazingbire · 1 month
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flazingbire · 1 month
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this was so fucking funny in my head
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flazingbire · 1 month
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hm............................
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flazingbire · 1 month
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I finally pulled Itto and his voice lines are giving me life. Oh, the scenarios conjuring in my head.
"Pff, real men don't carry umbrellas... Oh boy, wow, it's really starting to pick up. Uh quick, c'mon, get yours out! C'mon, quick, quick, quick!"
Itto proceeds to lift both you and your umbrella over his head, then sits you on his shoulders as you yell for him to put you down.
"No way, hozay. You gotta hold the umbrella so these hands are ready for a fight any time, any place. Can't let the bad guys get the drop on me and my little lady, y'know?"
-- he says in an open field with not a soul in sight.
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flazingbire · 2 months
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flazingbire · 2 months
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Cowboy yeehaw
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