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Mechanical findings

Notes: this is my first fic I suck at writing so bear with me on this i was bored outta my mind idk what to put on the title so i did the first thing that came to mind

Warnings:tk fic if you don’t like it don’t read it

Lee: Boothill

Ler:mechanic reader

Boothill found himself locked into your work table, a giggly mess. He needed to have a few wires looked at near his sensors. When you looked at the wires, taking notice of the dust and dirt close to some of the sensors, you took a can of compressed air, put the straw on it, and stuck it near a sensor. Gently pressing down on the trigger to have the air not be too much for the sensor, little did you and Boothill know that he'd be able to feel ticklish. But now that you know, you decided to mess with him a bit.

"C'mon Boot, you can't be this sensitive," you coo as you continue blowing the air around the sensors.

"Y/N! Snrk-quihihit ihihit I swehehar," Boothill laughed between words, his face painting itself a pretty crimson. To think a mechanical cowboy could be so ticklish added to his embarrassment. He was plotting his revenge against you as his pleas for mercy fell on your deaf ears.

"Awww, does it tickle more here or here?" you tease as you switch between sensors, loving every second of his laughter as you drive him up the wall.

"Gahahad stohohohop ihihihit mehehercy!!!!" Boothill cried out, becoming desperate for it to end.

You chuckled as you continued to mess with his sensors a bit more before stopping and closing him up. You hit the button for the table to release him and bolt out of the room, giggling as you knew he was going to get his revenge one way or another.

When bad days come to an end

Tkl fic requests are open for honkai star rail and bsd you just need to list the characters and like a sentence or two about how you want the plot

I will not do any NSFW as I’m not comfortable writing it

This was made from pure tiredness so it may suck

I didn’t specify if these two are married or are dating as I had no idea what way I wanted to put it so it’s up to you guys to view however you want

Lee:Boothill

Ler:Argenti

Argenti was simply working in his indoor garden, watering the flowers he had worked hard to get to the beautiful state they were in, till he heard his lover Boothill enter the house with the front door slamming behind him as angry muttering left Boothill's mouth.

"Those stupid muddle fudgers not knowing fudgin' anything."

Argenti left the indoor garden and went over to Boothill. He could practically feel the steam of anger radiating from the cyborg.

Argenti sighs and holds Boothill's hand, lifting it up and pressing a kiss to the cold metal, greeting his beloved.

"Hello, my darling. Is everything alright?"

Argenti says in a gentle tone, trying his best to calm Boothill down.

"No, it's not alright. Those sons of nice ladies don't know fudging anything," Boothill hisses. When he was away earlier, he had a run-in with some IPC members, and unfortunately for him, they didn't know anything about the whereabouts of Oswaldo Schneider, making his day worsen and waste a bunch of his time as he had yet to find the man that took everything from him.

Argenti nods his head, understanding Boothill's anger. He stepped closer to his beloved and wrapped his arms tightly around him, pressing a few kisses on Boothill's face before pressing a few to his jawline, causing a squeak to slip out from Boothill's mouth, making him jerk away from the ticklish feeling.

"Is something the matter, my dear?" Argenti asks as his confusion hides his worry for overstepping a boundary, soon quickly washing away as he notices the light blush of embarrassment on Boothill's face and the quiet response to the unanswered question.

"Are you perhaps ticklish, love?" Argenti had a faint sparkle of mischief in his eyes, a rare sight to see, but after witnessing Boothill's anger almost immediately disappear because of the ticklish kiss, he was willing to do it some more, just to hear his lover's beautiful song of laughter.

"N-no, Rosy, stay back. I fudging swear, you'll regret it," Boothill warns.

Argenti's grin widens as he pulls Boothill in a hug once more, beginning to pepper tickly kisses all over his darling's neck and jawline, making giggles ring out through the house and causing the angry tension that entered the home with Boothill to leave.