|| this story is set mostly in the wild west || this is my first story so please. I really only want constructive criticism. || Argenti never thought he'd be back in the west. after cutting his business there he left and was hired into a different organization. while he worked as a criminal In the west. his partner was none other then Boothill. but when Argenti is sent back on a job in the west, what will happen then ? will the two finally meet again ? || no art is mine ! ||

A collection of Oneshots starring Honkai Star Rail characters! (Requests open!)

"𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚?" ➜ in which city girl y/n goes to the countryside as punishment, and spends her summer with the sheriff's son, boothill. 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 cover art by: annikin_ on X.

"Well I do love women who would just fudge me up," "Don't try to sweet talk me into coming back alive," "Oh but Sweetheart, ain't ya making it hard for me to?" One day on Aeragan-Epharshel, you were quickly smuggling some cargo before the IPC comes to explode it, when you come across cries not to far. Now a few years passed and you're stuck with a child, who you assume is the last of her kind on Aeragan-Epharshel. "Don't touch that," "Sorry, mom," (I don't own these characters only you, reader. And FYI, this isn't my best work😞 I hate this fanfic)

When a casual hookup leads to something more; a strong addiction. Boothill is addicted to you, your skin, your voice, your lips. He could never have enough. He had to have you. The minute he set his sights on you, you were his in his eyes, an intoxication, an addiction. You were his. And he wouldn't stop at nothing to have you. TW: Alcohol consumption, gore, murder, smut, mentions of kidnapping, guns, dead animals, knives, more smut, kinky sex #1 in #boothill #1 in #reallygay #1 in #m4m #1 in #starrail #1 in #boothillxreader #3 in #male #4 in HSR

" 𝐘𝐨, 𝐓𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥! 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥?? " He who lost everything he once called his. Not even his body was his to name any longer. Now roaming others' homes in search of serving justice, or perhaps a final destination to be. Amongst sparking wires and the burning aftertaste of gasoline, he saw salvation. One that reduced him to a mess pulling out roses instead of bullets. " 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. " A straight-to-point mechanic who made herself onto the IPC bounty list one day, said to collaborate with galaxy rangers quite often. Her relationship with the space cowboy is not considered abiding the boundaries of normalcy. Although no one knows her exact background that hails from one of the vast fallen planets victim to the IPC, she shares the same smoldering flames of hate towards the organization as her obnoxious "client." Metal can always be bent and reformed with ease, unlike flesh and bones that must twist and tear in order to shift.