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trappolia · 27 days

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OLD COWBOY’S REPRIEVE — pre-canon!boothill x gn!reader, 543

the light from your shared room casts boothill’s figure in shadows and angles as it streams through the curtains and spills across the covers — in the silence of the bed, you hear the distant bleating of sheep and mooing of cattle somewhere far in the fields. the sound reminds you of a childhood trip to the countryside that you had long forgotten, lost and muddled somewhere in the back burner of your mind, but with this moment and these sounds it comes rushing back to you.

“oh, for fuck’s sake,” beside you, your lover’s foul mouth indicates that he is less than pleased to have forgotten to draw the curtains close last night, again. boothill grunts beside you, stirring in bed and burrowing his head underneath the pillow in effort to hide from the sun.

“mhm,” your own bleary eyes blink in the light that filters in through the gaps between the curtains. deciding that yes, it is indeed much too early for it to be so bright, you turn over and away from the window, burying your face in the broad expanse of boothill’s back.

boothill grumbles tiredly, and you — sweet you, darling you, the love of his life and the fire of his loins — just hum. the tension coiled around his wide shoulders eases when he feels your lips press against an old scar on his back, your softer, uncalloused fingers curling along his pec, where the unshaven scruff of chest hair continues to grow.

“c’mere, ya,” boothill rolls over with a shift of the mattress beneath your bodies as you press against him.

your sweet affection towards him in the morning light never ceases to make him weak, and his heart aches from the tenderness of your touch as you press against him, running your hands over his chest while he grunts softly and pushes himself against your hand. he wants to shift closer, push himself against you till he can make a home in the soft warmth of your skin, and the two of you can forever be one entity so he would never have to part from you.

eh, an old cowboy can have his dreams.

you raise your head so boothill can slip his arm underneath, letting his bicep act as a pillow for your soft head. when you do not open your eyes, he nudges you lightly.

“y’ gon’ wake up, toots?” he rasps, voice still groggy from sleep.

“five more minutes,” you groan, which roughly means it’ll be an hour or two before boothill can properly get you out of bed.

boothill sighs as he lets his arms pull you to him completely, your head laying on his bicep now while you remains with your eyes closed. his own head falls back heavily against the pillows, hair cast over the simple linen in a mess of black and white.

he buries his face in the crook of your neck and inhales deeply — it is your perfume now that is an irresistible bouquet, the scent of sunshine and something sweet, and boothill relaxes into the embrace he holds you in, closing his eyes as he too lets sleep overcome him.

his chores out in the ranch can wait a lil’ longer.

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lowkeyren · 18 days

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reverse dating tropes w hsr men!

in which — what the title suggests / those classic fanfic tropes but with a twist

featuring — boothill, jing yuan, blade (separately) x gn!reader

✧.* — wc: total 1.5k, used up half my brain for this (the other half is for pt2 w aven sunday geppie!!), lovesick boothill + clingy jy + jealous blade fr, anyway pls enjoy! reblogs r appreciated <3

gepard aven sunday vers here!

boothill ꩜ .ᐟ

love at many sights with boothill whose memory card was tinkered with, and every time you meet, he thinks he's seeing you for the first time, so he falls for you over and over again.

when boothill returned from a dangerous mission, it was evident that he had endured significant damage. his once sleek and polished exterior was now marred by dents and scratches, and his mechanical limbs were either partially missing or severely damaged. the exposed wiring, usually neatly tucked away beneath scraps of metals, now hung in tangled strands, sparking occasionally with residual energy.

he looked barely salvageable. it's safe to say that the mechanics had a hell of a time fixing him.

though they were skilled enough to piece him back together, his memory card wasn’t as lucky. a tinkering in his system left him incapable of recalling or retaining information in his synthetic brain, temporarily —leaving the mechanics scrambling to find a solution.

weeks later, you find yourself walking down the familiar corridors of the laboratory where your favourite cyborg is being held for reparation.

boothill’s eyes immediately land on yours when you enter the lab. “well ain’t this a surprise! haven’t seen ya in a good long while.” boothill drawls, tipping his hat your way, his voice carrying a metallic twang.

"i heard you took a bit of a tumble, figured someone should come make sure you didn’t lose all your screws." you shrug nonchalantly, a smirk playing on your lips.

boothill's eyes flicker for a moment, taking in the curve forming on your lips. he thinks you’re adorable with that infectious smile of yours.

“heh, nothin’ bad, just had a r-r-run in with some cuties" he says, failing to hide the glitch that caused his voice to stutter. (and that damn synesthesia beacon! he swears he’ll get it fixed this time around…)

“guess you took more than a tumble huh...” you lean casually against the workbench, the sterile scent of machinery and the hum of various devices filled the air; your gaze sweeps over the freshly repaired parts of boothill's metallic frame, “anyway, glad to see that you’re mostly fine now."

“aww! do ya care ‘bout me?” he teases, his grin widening, revealing his pointy teeth peeking out mischievously. you don’t reply, your eyes glinting with the faintest hint of amusement dancing in them.

"boothill, we go through this every time, your memory card's still damaged. you forget things sometimes, so for the 5th time this week, yes i do care about you.”

boothill's expression shifts, a mixture of realization and sheepishness crossing his features. "right, right," he murmurs, scratching the back of his head with his metallic hand. "sorry 'bout that, sugar. guess i just keep forgettin'."

you chuckle and shake your head, finding the situation amusing. he feels like he might overheat from the sheer warmth radiating from your smile.

“you’re beautiful, date me.” (he didn’t mean to blurt that outloud)

you raise your eyebrows at the sudden compliment, “why thank you,” a surprised laugh escapes your lips.

“—and we’re already dating, silly.”

a shower of sparks erupts from his circuits, you can particularly hear the fans inside him sputter and whir. you rush to his side, concern etched on your face.

“wh- are you okay?! you’re short circuiting again!”

and this happens every time his memory lapses. you offer an apology to the mechanic on the next shift for the extra work required to fix yet another damaged wire after your visits. perhaps they should ban you from getting too close to boothill, lest he completely breaks down again like that one time where you told him, yes you actually kissed before.

jing yuan ୭ ˚.

"secret relationship" with jing yuan but he is completely unaware of how his public displays of affection towards you keep revealing the supposed secrecy of your relationship.

on the rare case that the general is found in his office, you are there too, beside him.

“pleeeease? just one kiss, really really miss you, darling”

“no jing yuan, not now…”

he wraps his arms around you as he leans in, caging you from the back. he rests his chin on your shoulder, “then how about a kiss on the cheeks?” he murmurs in your ear. you try to push him away, but he just chuckles softly against your neck, his arms still secure around you.

“no, and get off me before someone sees!” you protest, feeling your face flush from the close proximity, and the tightening of his arms suggests that he has no intention of releasing you just yet.

this stubborn man… you swear you’re gonna burst a blood vessel someday.

as if to echo your exasperation; he nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck, peppering it with nibbles and gentle kisses. jing yuan certainly knows how to test your limits, yet his affectionate gestures never fail to chip away at your resolve.

suddenly, a series of loud knocks come from the door, you freeze, and immediately attempt to wiggle your way out of his grasp. but he remains unfazed, his hold on you firm, and seemingly unbothered by the interruption.

the door bursts open, “general! there’s a situation at starskiff ha—ven...” yanqing trails off as his eyes widen at your position. the room falls into a momentary silence as yanqing's gaze shifts between you and his general, his expression reflecting a blend of shock and embarrassment.

clearing his throat awkwardly, yanqing stammers, "i-im sorry for interrupting... i’ll t-take my leave now!” with a hurried nod, he practically sprints out of the room.

oh bless that kid’s poor eyes…

you shoot a glare at jing yuan from the corner of your eyes, you just know that he has a shit eating grin on his face right now. nowadays, it’s probably common knowledge that the general’s most treasured person is you, evidently shown by how he latches himself onto you every time you’re within his vicinity. you wouldn’t be surprised if the entirety of xianzhou knows about your supposed “secret” relationship.

“so… can i have my kiss now?”

aeons, he’s insufferable. (you love him tho!!!!!)

blade ؛ ଓ

"fake dating" with blade but you are actually dating —somehow everyone is convinced you aren't.

“blink twice if you need help.” march whispers-shout; dan heng leans against the doorway, blocking the way into your room, nods in agreement.

“this is absurd… i’m alright guys, really!” you try to reassure your friends, frustration edging into your voice. though no matter how many times you insist that no blade isn't holding you hostage and that you are indeed in a relationship with him, they seem convinced otherwise, somehow deducing that you're not able to speak freely.

you sigh in resignation, knowing that they aren’t going to relent anytime soon, and with blade idling in your room, you can't afford to keep him waiting any longer. “dan heng please, let me through, he’s been waiting for me for the past 10 minutes now…”

“good, let him wait.” dan heng responds curtly. (what a guy)

march takes hold of your hands, “do you owe the stellaron hunters something, and him out of everyone?! he looks scary…and totally not your type!”

“not their type?” a low voice rings out from behind dan heng, the three of you turn immediately and see blade looming at your doorway, his arms crossed over his chest.

“stellaron hunter. stay back.” dan heng furrows his eyebrows, his stance defensive as he pulls out his weapon, positioning himself to block you and march. sensing the growing tension, you step forward, reaching out to gently grasp at dan heng’s shoulder.

(blade’s expression darkens at your hand resting on him)

“it’s okay dan heng, he means no harm.” dan heng hesitates, his grip on his weapon remains tight, but he doesn't move to strike. so you slowly move between him and blade, “see? i’m fine… he’s not gonna hurt me.” you smile reassuringly at your friends.

just then, as if to further aggravate dan heng, blade settles his hand on your waist. dan heng’s hand is visibly twitching now. “what? can’t i touch what’s mine?”

dan heng’s eyes narrow, “...we still don’t believe you, leave now. before it’s too late.”

before you can interject, blade grabs your chin, silencing any words of protest with a sudden kiss. caught off guard, your eyes widen as the unexpected gesture leaves you momentarily stunned. but you soon reciprocate his kiss, his intensity drawing you in.

(march quickly covers her eyes with her hands)

“there. now leave us alone.” and with that, he pulls you into your room, slamming the door shut behind, pinning you against it.

it’s just the both of you now, finally.

“did you really have to touch him.” his voice tinged with possessiveness. “blade, he would’ve hurt you, i didn’t mean—” he shuts you up with another kiss, more desperate this time, welp guess you’re stuck with him for the night.

though your friends might not believe that a person like you would “be in cahoots” with someone as dangerous as him; convincing them otherwise is a task for another time. tonight, he wants your attention focused solely on him, and him only.

✧.*

masterlist gepard aven sunday vers here!

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rinneverse · 1 month

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Boothill….ougurrr….fucking you as if he’ll get you pregnant….

hey. when i catch you. this has been plaguing my mind ever since i saw the notif for it. mdni / nsfw content ahead. f!reader. mentions of breeding n’ pregnancy.

Boothill knows better.

He knows that it’s entirely impossible—that he doesn’t even have that capability anymore—but every day spent with you he yearns for it more and more.

The thought of seeing you pregnant with his child plagued his mind every single night.

It’s especially apparent in the way he fucks you: slow, deep strokes, pressing his metallic body right up against the flesh of your heated skin, fucking into you with a purpose, no matter if that purpose would be fruitless in the end.

“Sugar,” Boothill groans into your ear, sharp teeth nipping at your lobe. “You’re killin’ me here—fuck—grippin’ me so tight.. it’s like you don’t wan’ me to ever pull out.”

Your fingers press into metallic shoulders as his synthetic cock hits that spongy spot inside of you, a delighted mewl falling from your lips as he mouths sloppily down the slope of your neck.

“Feels s’good,” you whine back, legs wrapping tight around his waist. “Baby, Boothill, please.”

He nearly snarls with an animalistic heat as his name falls from your lips, an angelic plea that he never wants to stop hearing. His hips snap harder, pace growing more ruthless, and your song grows more and more desperate as he brings you closer to climax.

“Never w’nna stop pounding this sweet pussy—mmh, yeah—I wanna put a baby in ya, w’nna make sure you’re nice n’ full..!”

He can feel his sensory receptors working into overdrive as he fucks into you, icy metallic fingertips gripping your hips so tightly that there’s no chance of you escaping him even as you squeal and flutter around him.

“Wait!” you cry. Pretty silvery tears of pleasure line your lashes, threatening to spill over down your cheeks. “T’much, slow down, g’nna cum, wait..!”

Boothill ignores your pleas, snapping his hips with a new fervor as he angles his cock to hit that perfect little spot inside you. He wants you to cum, and he wants you to cum hard.

“You like that idea, huh?” Boothill goads you. “The idea of bein’ pumped full of my kids? Yeaaah, you’re clenchin’ so tight around me. C’mon sugar, cum, I know you can.”

Boothill has never wished for something more as you cum around his cock with a cry. He’s never longed for his humanity more—the ability to empty his load inside your convulsing heat, to make you a mother, to see you so round and full of his kids.

In another life, perhaps, the two of you start a happy family together. One where this dream of his can come true.

For this one, he’ll just settle for making you cum until you’re seeing stars.

#oakie answers #☆ oakie writes #boothill x reader #boothill smut #hsr x reader #hsr smut #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail smut #are you guys tired of me plaguing the boothill tags yet #dude i don’t even like pregnancy like that but boothill…. he’s changing me #never irl. but in fictional scenarios… mmmm yum.#cw pregnancy #cw breeding #anon <3 #nereids' realm

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harmonysanreads · 14 days

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What if Boothill ends up actually cursing when he genuinely tries to compliment someone

#well this sparks a funny scenario in my head #boothill is such an entertaining character it's just his talking style that i have difficulty grasping #otherwise i would've written for him by now lol #boothill #boothill brainrot #boothill x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader

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cooldudesthings · 1 month

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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.

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rindough · 1 month

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that first anon again: oh my god losing my religion by r.e.m. for boothill. this man is SO full of teenage angst, sitting in the corner of one of those old timey country bars all veiled in shadow looking at the person he has feelings for laughing and dancing in the crowd, completely mesmerised as he rests his chin on a hand with a focused expression, mouth slightly open, and absent-mindedly traces the rim of his glass with a finger from the other, almost without realising. You ain't slick, dude. Go talk to them.

God, I am so fucking normal about him.

OH YA i forgot to reply to a question from ur prev ask, sure! u can give me indie songs as well heheeee, and ngl i wasnt expecting this song but its one of my fav songs to vibe to!!!!

OKOK I GOT THE IDEA AND I FIND IT CUTE buttt i kinda put a twist to it if thats okay!

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so lets say you're a regular at this diner in town, you had your fair amount of visits here with your friends, your family, even alone. boothill has seen it all, but god at each time he tries to strike up a conversation with you, it either comes off awkward or him just flying off his seat from trying to 'smoothly' whoosh onto the stool.

he doesn't know what made him this... intrigued by your presence, why is it that everytime the door bell chimes, he glances by the door to see if it was you, the way your voice echo in the quiet diner, the way you spun around after you got your order and straight out the door you walked. he wants to know why and how has he suddenly had the balls to walk up to you, and just start some small talk.

unfortunately on his side, it got to the point where it only ends in 'hi's or 'i see's. he thought he could do it, he thought he could whoosh his way in n perhaps whoosh his way out out this diner with u tagging along. but look at where he is now, it's not that you don't get along, but with the way he looks into your eyes and stutter whatever he wants to say, fumbling over words and fall into silence while you wait, while you search his eyes, his body languages. Waiting for something more, as the man himself got you to become a nervous mess too.

but overtime, he gradually became standoffish, he no longer sits beside you at most of your visits, he doesn't look high up above the diner booth to check if its you (he observes from the window instead 🙄), he just waves, he just stands up to go at your presence, he just-

he no longer visits the diner.

in fear and perhaps shame, he and his cyborg body, you would prefer someone much more... human, right? what does it take for a cyborg like him to woo someone he fancies?

it's impossible, he thought. at this point, he'll just give up and not think about the thing people call, the thing he once dreamt of having, love. he'll just give up the act and focus on some... commission he has or whatever...

but does he really though?

"dude, since day 1, are you still gonna mess this right up?"

the voice behind him pulls him out of his trance, the spunk haired man stays put in his seat, the fold of his index rubbing his bottom lips while a thumb rests on his his sharp jawline. choosing to ignore the blond waiter by his side. the waiter throws his tablecloth aside.

"hello?" he snaps his fingers at him, earning a 'tsk' from the man.

"whaddaya want? can't ya see i'm busy?"

"busy doing what? staring at them from this corner of the bar? i know that look of yours, i saw what happened last time-"

"and what? what makes you think i stand a chance with them, best believe 'm gonna look after them from far away. they don't needa see me here, they don't gotta see me at all."

the waiter groans, as if the man in front of him is being blind or feigning ignorance to escape falling in love, to just... dwell in his insecurities. "bro, look at the way they look at you!"

boothill stays put, eyes blinking at your swaying form, your head shaking side to side at the music. the way you jump, throw your hands up, his mouth falls slightly ajar at the way you move. his throat runs a little dry at the way beauty could exist in many forms and at anytime, and this was one of the many times he had found beauty in you. he had found himself longing for you.

it's agonizing honestly.

both on your end and on his.

you're here swaying to the music from the speakers, mingling with other youngsters in your town, hoping that when you turn around to start talking, it'd be the one you've been looking for this whole time, the one whose clumsy way of flirting leaves you wanting more and more. the night was young and there's ample time for him to visit the diner, but... would he?

for him, he wishes he was the only one under your spotlight, the one making you laugh, oh how he loves the way your lips curl into a smile, the way your eyes twinkle.

if he was out there in the crowd with you, best believe he'll twirl and dip you down on the dancefloor and make you have the best night and dance of your whole life.

he turns his head sideways, looking at the blond. "what's with the way they look at me?"

then he turns back to observe you. maybe, just maybe, you would turn around at a certain degree and meet his yearning gaze. wondering if he can make you feel his presences by drilling holes into your skull.

"..." at this point he's defeated, he can't be bothered to explain all these lovey-dovey pre-dating crush nonsense to this sulking cowboy.

"y'kno mister, they've been looking for you every time when you're not around the diner. do i gotta explain more? do i gotta explain the 'where's boothill? have you seen him? has he visited today?'" he mocks, "ya wanna know what happened when i told them no every single time? they just left the diner- not ordering anything!"

the spunk haired man hums, now no longer focused on you, but instead, his back facing the crowd as he stares into the prepared drink before him, finger circling the rim of the glass as the complaints of the waiter goes unheard.

if what the man was saying is true, then... but... why? what made him special enough for you to promptly ask for him at every visit. and he bet it was every visit, since he's not even in the diner every day for months. so, why did he have to leave?

was it the fear of judgement?

was it fear of rejection?

or was it the fear of losing you?

so-

"so?" the waiter quirks an eyebrow, "what do you plan to do with that information-"

he can't back down now, the aftertaste of soulglad lingers the back of his mouth, he's walking, walking towards the crowd, thank god your back was facing him... otherwise he wouldn't be doing what he was doing now, otherwise he'd instantly run away again. and he does not plan to let you search for him again.

"hey." he whispers, smiling gently at the way you suck in your breath at the sight of him.

he never thought he'd feel his heart melt much more than before the moment your soft lips mellow into a smile, the twinkle of your eyes refreshing his past, yet brief memories with you.

"hi."

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#💫 anon!!#boothill x reader #boothill hsr #boothill #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #boothill honkai star rail #I LOVE THIS SCENARIO #💌 — letters!!#hsr #honkai star rail #📝 — works!!

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razormain · 7 days

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quickly scribbled smth for a fic i wrote :) everyone read it its about romance positive aroace argenti

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr argenti #argenti #argenti hsr #boothill #hsr boothill #boothill hsr #argenthill #clai's art #ignore that the fic is anon but i'm posting abt it openly i got nervous abt putting it under my a03 acc for literally no reason BJDBFHFB #maybe one day i'll unanon it and the other hsr fic i have up there so its all under my name properly #anyway. very special fic to me bc i basically just took all my own experiences and slapped it directly onto argenti #really happy that people commented saying it helped them understand the whole concept of being romance pos aroace :')#thats almost entirely why i wrote the fic i wanted this scenario out there

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thedemises · 2 months

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goddamn you guys are down bad for that guy. jesus christ. the fact that the boothill work I posted 8 HOURS AGO got 118 notes baffles me greatly. 💀

#y'all I thank you for all these notes cuz that's a lot than what I've expected but damn that's A LOT in 8 HOURS 💀#I'd be even more shocked if the boothill scenario got more notes than the mammon oneshot I did a while ago-#but tbh I cant even blame you guys for simping for this cowboy cyborg dude cuz I'm starting to get obsessed with this guy /very slowly/...#thedemises; random thoughts #random #shitpost #boothill hsr #obey me mammon #scenarios

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mideas · 2 months

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⌗ ー Rubi Touch.

. . . . ❝ ᰔᩚ*:･ﾟcrazy when seeing that set of lingerie on you; explicit scenarios, fem!reader — argenti, jing yuan, aventurine, boothill. ❞

➳ notes : first work here!

The one piece lingerie hugging your body never fail to blown Argenti away as he couldn’t resist to trace the fabric with his long fingers and his cheeks pressing against your waist, completely mesmerized that he kept on continuously complimenting you to, let you really know just how much he appreciates the sight.

Jing Yuan is easily flushed by the sight of you wearing a lacy bralette, he tried his best to keep his composure at the view in front of him by tightening his grip on the doorknob and biting the side of his lip, unable to drive his look away from you as the bulge in his pants started to make the fabric feels tight.

How can you look cute and seductive at the same time while wearing such revealing undergarments? And the thighs sticking out of the large stockings, warmth invades Aventurine's body and a laugh slips out of his lips, how could he not devour you right there until the only thing escaping your mouth would be your pantings?

With this silk, short length nightie and the ribbon that decorated the behind of your bra, this tempted Boothill to just go ahead and tug it off with his teeth, before running his hands all over the front of your body. And he smirked at this thought while resting his gun under his chin, were you eager to shut his system down by teasing him with these games of yours?

#hsr x reader #hsr smut #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail smut #argenti x reader #argenti smut #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan smut #aventurine x reader #aventurine smut #boothill x reader #boothill smut

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hotpinkstars · 9 days

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I am not sure but have we seen how Boothill and his s/o actually got engaged?

How did the guy propose. Oh I can see him ugly crying out of happiness when the s/o said yes >:)

PROPOSAL - boothill x reader

- boothill proposes to you.

- @xonavia knows how much i LOVE this man ....... OMG. i dream about this when i go to bed i have the PERFECT scenario in mind!!!!!!!!!!!! thanks for this ily anon enjoy!

- this can either be pre cyborg or current boothill, pure fluff, little bit of angst if you squint (only in the beginning) wc 524

Honestly, Boothills proposal was probably a ton of planning and milestones on his part.

He went through like all five phases of grief, but with super different emotions. First was insecurity, (what if he’s not good enough to be your husband?) then fear, (what if you say no??) then more insecurity, then excitement, then fear again. He thinks about it so much that a few days before he’s going to, he’s almost afraid to even look your way.

He takes you somewhere really nice the day of. It was a bit away from your home, and he left you confused the whole way there, but nonetheless, the spot he took you to was absolutely gorgeous.

“We’re here!” he said, holding his arm out to show you what scenery to take in. You were already mesmerized by where you were, and getting to spend it with your (soon to be) fiance. You shared a meal and sat and talked, sitting on the cliffside, watching the waves of the ocean bounce over the rocks beneath and the way the sun set over the horizon.

It was then where he went a little bit more silent, slightly shaking. You questioned him, but he brushed you off a couple times and went back to talking about something else, or pointing out something in the sky or the sea below.

He gets up at one point, telling you to close your eyes. You can hear him moving around, the sound of pockets rustling and him breathing filled your ears as the scent of saltwater filled your nose. You heard a joint crack before he tapped you on the shoulder and told you to stand up.

You did, and turned around. He was on one knee, his eyes already watering, mirroring yours. You cover your mouth with your hands before your eyes welled up with happy tears, nodding for him to go along with his speech.

“Y/n, ever since we first met, I knew ya’ were the one f’me,” he said, taking a deep breath in. “I was ecstatic when y’ told me y’ wanted to be with me. I felt like a piece o’me was completed. And I want that piece to be completed forever. So, would you gimme’ the honor of bein’ the luckiest man in the whole wide world, n’ marry me?”

You shook your head while crying, tears continuously flowing out of your eyes. You were overwhelmed with happiness, and you made sure you let him know that as you tackled him to the ground in a hug, still crying in his shoulder. At this point, he was crying too, relieved that you said yes and happy that you’ll spend the rest of your lives together.

You both stayed like that for a while, giving each other occasional kisses as you both sat up. He grabbed the ring once more, taking it out of the box and carefully sliding it on your ring finger, where it fit perfectly. You held your hand out, admiring the jewel, crying once more before giving the man a passionate kiss on the lips, wrapping your arms around his neck.

#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #boothill #boothill x reader #fluff #boothill fluff #honkai star rail fluff #x reader #x reader fluff

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gojoidyll · 15 days

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Back on my Boothill x Halovian!Reader agenda!! People want more, well, here's some more!! <3

feel free to request any boothill x halovian!reader scenarios cause I honestly like this dynamic heh

how you met

I imagine that Boothill was looking to buy a new hat. The old one got torn up in a gun fight, much to his dismay so he had to go get a new one, also to his dismay.

Cowboy hats were hard to come by surprisingly, but luckily he found just the store.

The store itself had an influx of clothes and other accessories that could be found anywhere and from any time. Cowboy hats included.

Now, when he walked into the shabby looking antique clothing store. He was surprised that there were actually quite a bit of customers, but he paid no mind to it because he maneuvered himself right to where he knew the hats were. And boy there was quite a selection. Luckily, however, it didn't take long to find one that matched his ... certain aesthetic. Grinning with that pointed grin of his, he reached for the hat that caught his eye, but only to be met with grabbing another hand.

"Huh"

He looked over and met a pair of eyes just as shocked as he was.

"Sorry about that sir. I was trying to get the hat behind the one you were getting."

It was you. A pretty little thing with ears sprouting behind your head. It was obvious to Boothill that you were a halovian. Though, he will admit that this was the first time he ever saw one up close and personal.

"That's alright, missy," he took off the hat that he wanted after letting go of her hand and even grabbed the hat she wanted to give it to her, "though, just so you know, I would of fought ya for this hat if need be."

The little laugh you let out was music to his ears. Damn, the rumors that halovians were angelic in everything they do must be true, was what he thought.

"Even if that was the case... I would win," you sent him a little wink before walking towards one of the nearest mirrors to check out how the hat looked on you. And Boothill does admit that he checked you a little before deciding to leave.

Though leaving proved to be harder than he thought. Especially when the cashier was trying to rob him of all the credits that he owned.

"Why you fudging little-"

It was an argument, alright. But what surprised him was the little gasp you let out when you came to wait for your turn at the cash register.

"Mister you can't... you can't say that!"

"Huh?"

It was the second time that day that that little confusion slipped out. However, when he looked at your appalled expression something sort of clicked in his mind.

He heard that halovians are able to communicate with others through their feelings. But, as far as Boothill knew, they could only do that with other halovians.

But judging by your expression, you heard every cuss word that left his lips.

He didn't know how you were able to do it, especially considering he wasn't fully human anymore nor a halovian. But in that moment he didn't care as he sported a wicked grin.

He just found himself a new translator until his synesthesia beacon was fixed.

#hsr #honkai star rail #boothill x reader #boothill x you #boothill x y/n #hsr boothill #boothill hsr #boothill #honkai star rail boothill

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lowkeyren · 8 days

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random texts w hsr men!

featuring — dan heng, boothill, gepard (all established relationship)

me when im in a silly goofy mood ("all for shits and giggles" blows up) guys go read my actual fics...?!?!!! /lh

⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ masterlist jing yuan, blade, aventurine vers here!

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natsukishinomiyaswife · 1 month

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I wrote this short scenario to help motivate me to save up for Boothill, and I thought other Boothill wanters that are saving for him might like to read it as well ♡ Enjoy ♡

Boothill sits on a large couch, leaned back with his arms resting atop the pillows and his legs spread apart. He looks so confident, so relaxed as he watches you enter the room, a sharp smile coming to his face. He beckons you closer with his finger before growing impatient, standing up and closing the distance between you. His chest is pressed against yours as he grabs your chin, making you lock eyes with him.

"So...all this stellar jade, all these tickets...you've been savin' em up for little ol' me?"

A large smile comes to his face as you nod, his sharp teeth on display. He chuckles before leaning closer, your faces now inches apart.

"Well then, darlin', you better take good care of me now"

He leans further, so close that you can feel his breath, his lips grazing against yours.

"I can just tell, we're gonna have a real good time together"

Good luck to everyone pulling for him when his banner comes! ♡ I hope he comes home for you! ♡

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾! ♡

#♡.sheep writes #♡.hsr #♡.boothill #honkai star rail x reader #honkai x reader #hsr x reader #boothill #boothill x reader

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tra1nchi · 28 days

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Boothil has me on a chokehold

I want to fuck him so bad.

Maybe install a few softwares, up his sensitivity, play with his mind..

Or maybe a lewd virus.. Make him so horny and needy, his head can literally think of you fucking him so good..

Or him accidentally plugging the wrong USB, thinking it's his usual data after rebooting, but it's your USB and it messed with him..

I want to fuck his pretty hole so bad

Fuck I want him so bad,,MINORS DNI!! Top male reader,,diff scenarios of a subby boothill >□<,, warnings uhh in ask

sneaking into the room where he was kept,,you had your eyes on him for quite sometime and after discovering that he was a robot,,you knew exactly what to do with him,,

Hacking into his system while no one was watching,,destroying his settings to make him into a sensitive fucktoy,,putting fake memories of you both into his code,,

When he woke up,,he immediately latched onto you!! >□< even if you both have never met before,,his hands tugged desperately at your clothing trying to peel them off,,panting as he looks up at you with a flushed expression!!

He felt different,,he couldn't understand why but he knew something was wrong with his system!! He felt dizzy like how fevers use to feel to him,,his mind was blank and he couldn't figure out why!!

seeing you while trying to figure out whats wrong with him,,but he soon felt like his thighs were trembling,,his eyes turning a light pink as all he could think about was you!!

Unable to do anything but think about you fucking him,,your cock so deep inside of his mouth as you use him like a fleshlight!! Boucning up and down on your cock as you use his own gun to muffle his cries!! >□<

Waking up from a system rebooting,,stretching out his robotic parts as he looks around for the new USB stick,,apparently according to you it would make his joints even more efficient with his guns!!

All that happened to him was that he was now your obedient sex robot,,forgetting completely about his job and is always ready to let you take him!!!

#{anon asks}#{h4rny ask}#{top male reader}#top male reader #x top male reader #x dom male reader #dom male reader #bottom male character #Sub male character #sub boothill #bottom boothill

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