Can we all agree this is Itto @ you

thinking ab mechanic reader who treats boothill like he's still fully human and as if he's more of a patient than a machine in need of repair. always fully explains to him what they're about to do, asks if he wants to be conscious for the procedure (instead of asking if he wants to be shut down temporarily), says "this might hurt a little/you might feel some discomfort" as if he still has feeling in his limbs and never brute-forces their way through his body to find an underlying problem. Bonus points if they wash his hair after as part of the package. When he asks them why, they admit they've always wanted to help people and be a doctor but were terrible with blood, but that same empathy and role of a caretaker drew them to the career of mechanic, where they would still be a doctor, just for other life forms such as intellitrons or cyborgs like him. "I'm still a doctor. people come here with injuries or faults, and i treat them. they just don't bleed, which is mighty convenient for me. that, and the fact i don't need a medical license." they chuckle.

I just really like the idea of Boothill having this presence in his life who casually and thoughtlessly affirms his and other's humanity or validity as people like it's second nature to them. no grand declarations, no big gestures, just a completely natural part of their personality.

OH MY GOD YES 🥹

Usually when Boothill gets some sort of treatment, he's very talkative. VERY talkative, whether it's something about his recent adventures, rants about his body, that delicious beer he came across last time, hoping his technician gets a little bit more talkative as well.

During your procedures, he's unusually quiet. He watches your hands work on him, gently warning him beforehand what you're about to do, only letting out quiet humms. He usually refuses to be shut down, opting for observing you instead - the way you move his parts with such precision and care, it makes him almost too calm.

Boothill gets surprisingly bashful when you begin to wash his hair, saying it's not necessary at all and that you've helped enough, but he lays still as you insist and already massage his scalp gently, asking if the water is to his liking.

But what's more shocking to him is that all of this is coming truly from your heart; well, your words were just enough to confirm this, but... He knew. He felt it. And as unexpected it is to him - he finds himself enjoying watching your care and your presence as well - it makes your heart swell with happiness that yet another patient trusts you so much, especially Boothill, who deserves to have his humanity acknowledged.

what the fuck is this 😭

This picture of neuvillette.. makes me wanna kiss him all over and good lord that hair is SO FLUFFY LET ME TOUCH IT IM GONNA BURST why's HE SO BEAUTIFUL I'll pay him to let me braid his hair

Thinking about possessive Boothill in public that turns into clingy mess in private,,

Boothill lays between your legs on your shared bed, careful not to put his entire weight on you; his cheek nuzzles into your stomach, occasionally peppering it with gentle kisses. A satisfied growl escapes his lips when your hands begin to play with his hair, carding through it and softly scratching his scalp - his snowy hair strands fall through the gaps of your fingers and Boothill pushes his head further into your hand, encouraging you to continue.

The feeling of your touch almost intoxicates him; he yearns to feel it more. He knows he’ll never get tired of it, no - he wants more, now.

He props himself up on his elbow and unexpectedly grabs your arm, sliding his hand up from your wrist to slowly cup his cheek with your palm; Boothill’s eyebrows furrow slightly as he yet again, nuzzles into your hand greedily and closes his eyes.

A smile forms on your face when Boothill presses a kiss in the center of your palm, still having his own, robotic hand over yours - but he’s so gentle with you, maybe even afraid of using a bit more strength with you right now. His raven bangs tickle you ever so slightly, almost if it was a ghost’s touch; your thumb caresses the skin hidden underneath the pitch-black hair, adorned by a few pearly strands of hair that messily sat in the middle.

Your hand makes its way to touch the bangs; he scoffs and mourns the loss of warmth your hand provided, but waits for your next move. His nose inhales sharply when he felt you tuck his bangs behind his ear and pull him closer by his chin.

Boothill hovers above you, face to face.

He wastes no more time and hungrily, yet tenderly, connects your lips together. This time, it’s his palm that cups your face; his mechanized thumb strokes your cheek with affection that no one else has ever seen.

Boothill’s bangs fall to frame his face again; he deepens the kiss.

this only really works for female identifying readers but boothill gives me big dumb straight jock energy. like for example you tell him you're lesbian or bi or something and he goes "really?? nice!"

"you're. you're happy about this?"

"fuck yeah, I love women!" and you're like. well okay that went fine i guess. then he high fives you or something and two months later you discover he's actually pan and he just assumed you knew (in hindsight he is not subtle about it)

Oh my Lord that’s Boothill right there

He definitely has some himbo moments here and there, especially when you confess some stuff to him.

You’re telling Boothill you like girls? Awesome, he loves women! You like boys and girls? Brilliant, now you can obsess over people along with him! High five! (Ouch 😭)

Even if you confess to him specifically, he’s just like. Well I like you too? Why are you telling me this all of the sudden? And then his himbo mode turns off and Boothill just remembers the way you looked at him all this time and behaved around him.

He truly just loves anyone regardless of who they are, as long as they’re themselves. It doesn’t matter who you identify as, if you care about him - he cares about you twice as much! After all, he’s a cyborg himself.

stone faced anon (💫 anon if it's free) here; as someone who has a hyperfixation in IT and coding I also think it would be very funny if Boothill had an s/o who wasn't necessarily a mechanic but like a software engineer or just a real big nerd about coding or something. He'll be experiencing a malfunction or a memory leak and go "oh yeah this happens sometimes don't worry about it" and then 10 minutes later he's sitting down plugged into a laptop listening to his s/o rant about how terrible his code is (crack hc: boothill's code was written in javascript) and how it's a wonder he hasn't bricked* yet

Would also be mad funny if Boothill ever got hacked and his s/o basically says "no you're not" and uses a previously made system restore point or something because of course they would both use and design every feature imaginable to keep Boothill in control of his own body, can you imagine the stress that losing control would cause him?? Even better if whoever designed him originally intentionally left a backdoor incase he ever went against their orders and when they try to use it his s/o just goes "oh yeah I quarantined and encrypted all the old files related to that backdoor and whatever else you were planning on a partition as bait and personally rewrote every file and function involved since your code is *an actual crime against technology*. by the way i'm going to go ahead and format that partition i mentioned, boothill- we won't be needing anything on it now that we can trace whoever made it. trust me, this won't be happening ever again."

*(bricking is a term mostly used to refer to hardware that's been rendered basically completely nonfunctional and beyond saving by using it wrong, mostly by messing with system files. Kinda like how windows can't even repair itself if you delete the system32 folder. Though i guess you could still install it with a usb stick if you formatted your pc- i digress you get what I mean. also since this almost happened to me recently: if you manage to fill up a hard drive to the brim, with literally 0 bytes of space left, that bricks it. reminder to check your storage thoroughly and often!)

Honestly wow I read it all and I'm a little bit speechless 🥹 thank you 💫 anon, it was great 🙏

Boothill would DEFINITELY appreciate a s/o who's a tech savvy in general! I think at some point, he'd be pretty shocked you're so knowledgeable and just sit there, listening to you rant.. and just letting you do your thing.

Don't get me wrong, he definitely knows a lot about his body, his system and the way he works, but once you start to get in the zone and explain stuff to him, berate his code even, he just sits next to you, plugged in to your laptop, leaning his cheek against his hand listening to you like he obviously understands everything you say.

His other hand begins to gently play with a stand of your hair, humming deeply when the soft clicking sounds of your keyboard reach his ears; he twirls your hair with his fingers and chuckles, "mmm, really now?" Boothill raises an eyebrow, "encryptin' this, encryptin' that... How about we do somethin' more fun instead?" And then you shut him down from your laptop (😭).

Jokes aside, he'd feel very secure with you especially when he first got his new body, just knowing you'll probably fix a lot of things that could possibly blow up his face in no time, maybe even improve his life even more.

𝗕𝗼𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗹

Minors are advised to skip NSFW posts or sections. You're reading it on your own responsibility.

— Tipping up Boothill's hat to give him a kiss on the forehead ; [ anon thirst ]

— Boothill when his s/o cheers him on during a fight ; [ anon thirst ]

— Boothill with a s/o who stuck by his side since he was a human until now, still loving him ; [ anon thirst ]

— Cradling Boothill's head against your chest ; [ anon thirst ]

— Boothill loving to dance with his s/o ; [ anon thirst ]

— Blunt and stone-faced s/o telling Boothil they love him after a rough fight ; [ anon thirst ]

— Boothill feeling adventurous in his free time with his s/o ; [ anon thirst ]

— Boothill teasing his short!s/o by tip-toeing when they want to kiss him ; [ anon thirst ]

— Some of Boothill's favorite pet names for you ; [ anon thirst ]

— One of Boothil's favorite positions... ; [ anon thirst, nsfw ]

— જ⁀➴ Part 3: More pre-release Boothill headcanons ;

— જ⁀➴ Part 2: More pre-release Boothill headcanons ;

— જ⁀➴ Part 1: More pre-release Boothill headcanons ;

— Relationship headcanons ;

— Spicy blurb ; [ b ]

We’ve reached the dire moment when I have to make a separate post in my masterlist for Boothill. What a wonderful time to be alive ✨

thought: slightly tipping up boothill's hat with a finger to give him a forehead kiss

THIS made me want to beat up air in the best way. SOFT BOOTHILL ALERT 🚨‼️

This is probably Boothill’s favorite thing. EVER. Absolutely something that could make him short circuit on the spot (which did happen when you initially started doing it), just because he feels so loved, and he can’t get over how stupidly adorable that is.

One of the very few things that can genuinely catch him off guard; one second he’s busy playing with his phone, and then you tip his hat up, pressing a gentle kiss on his forehead. Once Boothill registers the warmth of your lips, his eyes focus on something blurry in the distance - he’s staring and letting out no words, none until he hears you giggling. He tries to hide the rare redness of his cheeks with his hat and pulls it down lightly, grumbling quietly.

Boothill does get used to it after a while, deep down hoping you’d never stop doing it, unfortunately - he refuses to ask you, so he just suffers until you do it; but when you do, he grabs you by your arm and gazes intensely into your eyes.

“Again. Do it again.”

There’s just something in his mind that immediately shuts him down (thankfully not literally now), really, it’s just so damn cute - you tip his hat up. To give him a kiss on his forehead. If he could, he’d have butterflies in his stomach right now, alas - his hands instinctively place themselves on his firm, metallic equivalent, as if they truly ravaged inside.

But in his mind, he still remembers; and thanks to you - he doesn’t have to worry about forgetting the feeling, quite the contrary - relishing the fact that he can still feel loved the same way, just like during the times he was truly human.

Here's a Boothill thought: if his lover ever cheers him on during a fight, he gets super pumped and starts showing off. A lot.

Heck, it's not even an intense battle anymore. You're watching some poor guy getting tossed around like a cartoon character while Boothill makes a show for you.

YES ABSOLUTELY!!

If Boothill notices you're watching him fight, duh! Cheering on him, even - he feels his body getting filled with adrenaline, and boy, he does deliver you a show you deserve!

Once the angelic voice of yours reaches his ears, Boothill wastes no time - he readjusts his hat and takes the grass blade out of his mouth, fully spreading his arms before turning around to look you in the eyes, "watch me closely, sweet pea!" A pistol emerges from his left arm, "Don't ya dare take those pretty eyes off of me!"

And well, you can't even take your eyes off of him, because watching that poor dude getting absolutely demolished by Boothill almost makes you feel bad. Except the cowboy doesn't even feel tired, even if the battle took hours already, no - it's barely the beginning.

And he shows. Off. SO. Much. He's kicking them so hard they end up flying, and before they even have a chance to see the floor again, Boothill's lips part from yours, a familiar shade of red flashes in his eyes and poof! He's back to beating them up again, flashing probably the juiciest poses the aeons have seen.

The more impressed you are, the more joy he feels - except at this point, it's almost animalistic - he spits out bullets like crazy, occasionally sending you a wink to give your heart a familiar, warm squeeze.

I'm very very grateful for your Boothill thoughts and yes I do have a few in my ask box left AND yes I'll get to them as well, don't worry and thank you for the food 🙏

Here me out on this:

Boothill with his s/o who has stuck by his side all this time from back when he was still human, to his early days of being a cyborg (those days were the darkest but they were his shining light) till now. His s/o who has been so patient and understanding with him, reassuring Boothill that they love him no matter what he thinks of himself (he definitely hides how insecure he is deep down). With all that in mind, this makes Boothill go “Yeah figure I might as well propose to them” because his s/o is the only person he’d ever want to spend the rest of his life with. <333

-Sugarcube anon

OW SUGARCUBE ANON IT HURT SO BAD BUT ALSO HURT SO GOOD 😭

Honestly the realization that you've been with him through all of this would hit him on a completely random day, seeing you do something absolutely normal and mundane. Boothill is just sitting there, watching you cook or sew clothes you've meant to for a while, and then... It clicks.

Oh the innocent days back then, when it was all the same, except.. for when he looked down, and saw some scars, cuts or actually seeing his chest rise and fall when he took and released his breath; when that pesky hands of yours tickled him relentlessly, making him unable to hold the laughter that echoed through the room. When he still could feel his own voice vibrate in the depths of his throat.

Even when Boothill opened his eyes and noticed the new weight of his body, the buzzing sounds whenever he stretched his hard, metal fingers for the first time—

You remained by his side.

You remained through his first baby steps, that no longer bore the resemblance of a human. You still kissed him goodnight and wanted him to embrace you from behind, even though the weight of his new arm felt slightly jarring on your side. You still kept saying the words that he won't ever get tired of.

"I love you."

The words seemed to have left Boothill's mouth by themselves with no prior warning.

"What?" Your eyelashes flutter in surprise, stopping you in your tracks; your eyes gaze at his in confusion, encouraging him to speak further.

Boothill only stares at you back, his mouth slightly agape. There's a small glimmer in his widened eyes.

"Boothill? Are you—"

"Marry me."

Yes. MORE pre-release Boothill because this man can't let go of me. Some of those hc might be late to the party but I was too slow forgive me 🙏

Boothill loves to kabedon you, especially if someone's trying to hit on you, to get your attention back. YOU, out of all people, they had to choose you - while he was right there. He wastes no time before pins you against the wall, the sound of crushing concrete catching you off guard when his arm hit the building, and finally turning your face at Boothill, whose own face was mere inches away.

If he feels a bit more unhinged that day, he kabedons you with his leg. Also, he might attempt to kick the person next to you in the process. He does like to do it when you aren't expecting him, so it gives Boothill yet another chance to steal a kiss from you.

Boothill finds himself biting his lower lip and not so gracefully staring at you when you wear a sundress, skirt, or - aeons forbid - a mini skirt. He swears something flips in his head like a switch, and suddenly he can't get his arms off of you.

"Someone's lookin' real pretty today, hmm?" The cyborg's hands massage your hips as he tilts his head to the side slightly, "or is it on purpose, to me all hot n'bothered, sweetheart?"

Now, you might find yourself in a situation, where Boothill wants to kiss you in public, but you're too shy - fear not! The cyborg cowboy will cover your kiss with his hat - he takes his hat off as he leans down to finally feel the supple skin of your lips on his, the other hand cupping your cheek; as the people pass by, only some bother to notice anything happening, sparing you a single glance.

Well it's all good until you remember there might be people on the other side, and Boothill has only one hat...

having some Very Normal Thoughts about cradling Boothill's head against my chest since he's probably touch starved as hell and it's the only place he can feel it

YESSS ANON 😭

No matter how optimistic Boothill can be, he's also just as vulnerable as any human in this universe.

He's absolutely over the moon when you cradle his head against your chest. His arms wrap themselves around your waist, and he can't help but nuzzle himself into you even more - he lets out a few content noises, although muffled, sighing in relief when he feels one of your hands gently carding through his white locks.

It's one of those times, when words aren't needed. Boothill feels the softness of your skin on the very last part of own humanity, tickling you just below your collar bones with his lashes; he's at peace, almost as if the time has stopped for just you two.

Even though the possessive Boothill is still here, he knows in that moment, that you belong to him and vice versa - he feels safe, here, in your arms, longing the feeling to feel the warmth radiating off of you until the very end.

Thinking about how one of Boothill’s skills being called sizzlin tango…okay. okay . yeah . what if I want to dance with him . what if he has some smooth moves, what if he wants to catch you off guard by dipping you down while his free hand runs up your thigh okay what sure totally normal ahahah

ANON YOU HAVE AWOKEN THE BEAST WITHIN ME

Yes yes!! Boothill would LOVE to dance with you and absolutely steal the show!! You can't dance? it's absolutely fine, he'll lead you and you only need to follow him. God he FOR SURE has smooth moves, even if you don't have much experience, it's barely noticeable.

Boothill definitely loves dancing, mostly because of the closeness - he wants to have his hand on you at all times. He wants to touch you, and will touch you. Dancing gives him an opportunity to do just that - hands, waist, chest to chest, it doesn't even matter what dance it is, he's already dragging you onto the middle of the room and asks you for a dance.

The closeness can make him feel dizzy, it feels like he's about to go crazy when he has you almost face to face, the familiar scent of your skin reaching his nose, Boothill bites his lip to prevent just absolutely ditching the entire idea and kissing you right here.

Don't even mention Boothill touching your thigh when he dips you down, good lord save us all, he knows what he's doing. He grins at you when he feels the smooth skin when he glides his hand up your thigh, teasing the fabric of your underwear with his fingers.

He also likes to twirl you. No reason for this, he just thinks it's cute - perhaps when you greet or just because he felt it. When you face him again, he presses a sweet kiss on your cheek, intertwining and squeezing your hands together.

attempting to cook: boothill with s/o who's just completely unfazed by his antics and is simultaneously stone-faced and blunt but also deeply in love with him. he'll enter their home after a rough fight (by blowing a hole through the wall on accident) covered in soot, hair sticking out at all angles, actively hissing out steam with a cat or raccoon or something clinging to him for dear life while his s/o sits at the coffee table completely undisturbed. they just look at him blank-faced for a few seconds before softly saying "the moment i met you i felt complete for the first time in my life" and he short-circuits on the spot.

Anon.. you're speaking facts rn

I love this sm bc everything in this ask is literally screaming Boothill. He definitely blows a goddamn hole in the wall because he's just too exhausted to find the front door. His system is overloaded to the point that his fans can't keep up, and that raccoon clinging to his hair is about to lose it too.

But all that disappears when he hears your words, so genuine that his body ACTUALLY gives up. It's too much - the way your voice sounds like it's an angel speaking to him from heaven, soft and delicate as if you were afraid to break him.

"The moment I met you I felt complete for the first time in my life."

Bzzt.

Those were the last words the cyborg registered before blacking out.

And you do break him, technically, but once he's awake yet again, with his hair resembling the smell of strawberries and tucked in bed, Boothill feels like he might short-circuit again before even saying a word to you.

He'll probably never admit how much your words mean to him, but his body says it all instead.