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h1mmel · 2 months

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About the 7s visual novel's characters and their symbolism

Taking a break from fanfiction to infodump about my favorite thing ever, which is symbolism in etymology! Sit down because this is going to be a long one... and if you read the whole thing I applaud you and also would love to talk about your thoughts!

Lin Zhaoyu

The origin of her name is actually stated in game itself, coming from the Book of Odes- a Chinese poetry book. Meaning literally, "morning rain," it is taken from the following poem. The letters that make up her name are bolded.

蝃蝀在東、莫之敢指。

女子有行、遠兄弟父母。

朝隮于西、崇朝其雨。

女子有行、遠兄弟父母。

乃如之人也、懷昏姻也。

大無信也、不知命也。

Here is the translation of the poem:

The part about her being untrue to herself in marriage rings very true.

Li Sushang

The symbolism of Sushang's name is connected to that of multiple other characters, despite the literal meaning of it sounding quite simple on the outside. You might see her name via MTL written as "plain clothes," but it's a stark oversimplification of something that's partially lost in translation.

素 (Su) refers to plain silk which has not been dyed, or white silk.

裳 (Shang) is a dress.

The first letter of her name is shared with her mother. Between Sushang, Suyi, Lingshuang, and Su Mei, there is a correlating theme of clothing that I will touch on in each of their sections.

Qin Suyi

As she had amnesia, Suyi does not remember her birth name and was gifted a new one by Fu Hua. Following the trend of how she named Su Mei, her name was also taken from the book of odes. The word Suyi appears in two different poems- again, I've bolded it as written in both.

揚之水、白石鑿鍪。

素衣朱襮、從子于沃。

既見君子、云何不樂。

揚之水、白石皓皓。

素衣朱繡、從子于鵠。

既見君子、云何其憂。

揚之水、白石粼粼。

我聞有命、不敢以告人。

And the translation:

The second poem:

庶見素冠兮、棘人欒欒兮、勞心慱慱

兮。

庶見素衣兮、我心傷悲兮、聊與子同歸兮。

庶見素韡兮、我心蘊結兮、聊與子如一兮。

And the translation:

From the second poem, you can see the references to grief in regard to clothing. While Suyi and Sushang both have the same literal translation of their names, "plain clothes," Suyi's name also carries an additional symbolism. The second letter of her name, 衣 (Yi), refers to a robe instead of a dress, so her name refers to "a robe of colorless silk." This specific term is used in certain contexts to refer to mourning garments, as it is customary to wear white while mourning in some parts of Chinese culture.

This theme of dye is continued in other contexts, where Suyi is known among the Seven Swords as "The Blade of Ink-Dyed Incense." Additionally, her Xuanyuan sword, while known in English as Ebonstyle, is also referred to in Chinese as "Ink-Dyed Incense"- but the word for ink used is different between the two. (It is not letting me copy/paste Chinese words right now so, source: trust me bro)

To delve into my personal thoughts, I think it's so clever that Sushang is "a dress yet to be dyed," while Suyi is a mourning garment, since Sushang still has a long life ahead of her, and Suyi has passed on. Anyways please hit me with a car.

((fun fact: the last letter of Suyi's name, Yi, is shared with Raiden Mei (Yayi), hence why her name comes through MTL as "bud clothes" sometimes 😭😭))

Su Mei

We actually do not know Su Mei's birth name either! She was given a new first name by Fu Hua, and was going to be given Zhaoyu's last name (Lin), but chose to take her mother's surname instead. The reason as to why she chose (or was recommended by Fu Hua) to change her name while still remembering her birth name is unclear.

At Zhaoyu's recommendation, her name also comes from the following poem of the Book of Odes:

It is not letting me highlight the text :,) so the part of the poem that is her name is "margin of the water." Mei specifically refers to where the bank of a river meets the water.

Fun fact: Her surname Su is shared with the MANTIS Su! It is said in legend to also be the surname of Xuanyuan's descendants.

At a time where Filial Piety was of the utmost importance, her changing her surname to take her mother's surname is significant. To change your surname from your father's name could be seen the same as disowning him. At the time, women did not change their names to that of their husband when getting married, hence QIN Suyi vs LI Shen or LIN Zhaoyu vs MA Feima.

While not significant to her name itself, she continues Sushang and Suyi's clothing theme. Her ability revolves around being able to see the threads of fate and predict things that may happen. Hence, it is said about her that anything she says will come true. It's never mentioned in the text, but if you zoom in up close to this art of her, you can actually see her threads surrounding her.

From the threads plus her hair color, it makes me think of the legend of "The Red String of Fate," which is ironic being that she says she does not love anyone.

Cheng Lingshuang

Yes, she does share a surname with Cheng Lixue, but no, they are not related. Lixue was named by Fu Hua, and her surname comes from the philosopher Cheng Yi, and a saying about his disciples waiting for him in the snow, hence Lixue- Snow. Their names are so similarily themed that it's likely not a coincidence on Hua's behalf, but it's more of a homage than them actually being related.

Lingshuang means ice frost. It does not come from the Book of Odes.

To continue the talk on Filial Piety, Lingshuang is the only character to not go by her surname, either in character or on her actual dialogue name tag. She's only referred to as her full name twice, once when she is introduced as a baby, and twice when Senti is beefing with Sushang and low-key throwing shade on her master's name. Lingshuang is a character who ignores societal rules, and Filial Piety is no exception- she has no reason to care about her family or her father, so she disregards her name.

Any instance of her name being translated as "Ling Shuang" is a following mistake on HYV's localization team. (I did personally email them and they fixed it 😭😭😭) It was because the translators did not receive the context that she doesn't use her surname, so they assumed how her name was separated by first and last, as Chinese names don't have spaces between the two. If you spell her name with a space in the middle I will show up at your house at 3am.

The theme of clothes continues from her kid's as she has a loom in her house which she uses to make silk. She says that honing her fingers in such a way is also a way to hone her martial arts.

Ma... Yanqing, Feima

Ma Feima means "the horse is not a horse." He changed his name to this after getting married because he hated his past identity. It comes from "Bai Ma Fei Ma," a Chinese grammatical paradox that does not make sense in English. Don't ask me to explain it because I can't, but it means "the white horse is not a horse."

Ma means horse, and is also the most common surname within the Chinese Muslim community (specifically the Hui people.) It is used often in reference to the prophet Muhammad.

Yan means swallow, continuing Hua's bird theme.

A lot of his names and titles relate to horses. He really likes horses. A lot.

Jiang Wanxi & Wanru

These two get the smallest part because they aren't developed enough for me to GAF (I'm sorry 😭) basically their names come from a poem in the Book of Odes, which is funny since Hua isn't even the one that named them.

I hope if you read this that you enjoyed this session of Fun Facts With Mel and please tell me your thoughts. I also definitely forgot something so I might go back later and add things. Thank you for reading!

#honkai #honkai 3rd #cheng lingshuang #fu hua #honkai 3 #honkai impact 3rd #7s #taixuan #taixu #sushang #li sushang #yanqing #zhaoyu #lin zhaoyu #hua #shattered swords #7s vn #su mei

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tomeiame · 8 months

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Ah yes, new Seele battlesuit looks gr8

#who the hell did this #genshin impact #lyney #lynette #genshin #honkai impact #honkai #honkai 3 #seele #seele vollerei #aliexpress #cosplay #funny #fontaine #genshin memes

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gopher-jade · 1 year

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you know what. after having some time to calm down from how different ver kiana was from what i'd wanted, i quite like the state of KiaMei in APHO, actually.

it's so funny now bc they can literally call each other at any time and yet Mei is here pining after her constantly. Like girl just teleport over for a moment and give her a quick smooch. Kiana would be delighted. What drama are you girls on now.

But also their relationship in APHO is kind of reflection of our modern condition - having the technology to reach out to our loved ones and being more connected than ever, but that still cannot replace close physical proximity. You never know when is a good time to start a conversation with someone, because what if you want to talk about something heavy but they're not in the headspace for it? What if you want to talk about something lighthearted and trivial, but you're not sure if the other person is busy or in a terrible mood? You can't just walk into the room and read their face and body language. And asking them straight up if they're open for a conversation feels so clunky. Just because you're both alive doesn't mean your relationship will be smooth sailing. This is exactly the kind of mundane problem you might realistically expect of KiaMei and any other ship once they're done saving the world. In this essay I will--

#honkai impact #honkai 3 #yeah the ending might actually be hilarious and also uncomfortably apt and relatable actually

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cosmicquilt · 19 days

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Mixed messages

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ahyuggg · 12 days

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Aventurine’s banner 🎲♠️

(good luck to all aventurine wanters!!🍀)

#inspired by the fact that he can’t escape my grasp <3 #316 tickets hehe…#aventurine #aventurine hsr #aventurine honkai star rail #honkai star rail #honkai #hsr #feeling lucky?

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selencallisto · 1 month

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BOOTHILL WANTERS WILL BE BOOTHILL HAVERS

(he's not even out yet)

#such a silly guy #please god let him have a southern accent please #i need some good cowboy rep in my life #art #my art <3 #hsr #hsr fanart #honkai fanart #honkai star rail #boothill #hsr boothill #small artist #artists on tumblr #fanart #digital art

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pretty-sweet-plums · 11 months

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Also Welt's family name is Nokianvirtanen is the laziest and funniest attempt to portray that Welt is Finnish

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yuzuuu4 · 3 months

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happy early valentines please come to penacony with us

#just in time for valentines i think #i miss them #drawing their clothes isn't as fun though </3 #but otherwise ! its good to draw them again :]#i was so sad when he said he wasn't joining for penacony ourgh #dancae #dan heng #caelus #honkai star rail #hsr

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zephyrine-gale · 2 years

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cover for Harbinger Trio zine! you can check it out of their twitter @HabingerTrio !

#genshin impact #tartaglia #scaramouche #la signora #my art #zines #this was the piece that started my stained glass obsession with the honkai piece adkfjkgjh #it was a lot of fun!!#and very challenging bc im not used to flat colors hahah #i really did 3 styles 3 characters asjdfgjh #I did the stained glass side first and then had a crisis on what to put for the front cover ajsdfjh

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majunju · 1 year

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triple eepy

#honkai star rail #my art #cold dragon young trio 4eva #they dont have an official trio name yet so i'll jst. refer to them as that <3 #MLAOAOFJSLKG

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h1mmel · 2 months

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shattered swords continuation chapter two: 揚之水、白石皓皓

Lingshuang’s home had originally been built with the intention of only a sole occupant. There was only space meant for a single bed- the second bed which belonged to Sushang resided in what had formerly been the living area. Outside, there was a small space meant for bathing, though water had to be brought in from town, so it was not quite as luxurious a bath as most houses would sport. Water was the only thing they technically needed to make a trip to retrieve, as while Lingshuang liked to buy ingredients from town occasionally, the humbly sized-but not small- garden outside their house produced enough food for the both of them.

And now, the bathwater ran pink to the ground. Despite Lingshuang’s best effort the previous day with a damp towel to clean Sushang’s wounds, one had seeped overnight and a bit more dried blood remained in places she hadn’t reached. The young woman was still where she sat as her master washed her hair, enjoying the feeling of Lingshuang’s well manicured fingers on her scalp.

“Your bangs are growing; I’ll cut them again soon,” the older woman remarked, breaking the peaceful silence.

“Really? I like them longer,” Sushang replied, sticking her tongue out.

“You can’t fight if you can’t see your enemy.” While Sushang could not see her master’s face, she could hear the insistence in her tone of voice.

“Fineee.”

When finished, Lingshuang helped Sushang get dressed in a casual robe, taking care to make sure her hair was dry as to not chill her and cause her to catch a cold. Fall was starting to set in to the desert, bringing chilly mornings and what would soon become snow.

Sushang, when returning inside, found that the Rakshasa had still not yet woken. She stared at his still, sleeping face for a while, watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest. While his condition had improved, he was far from his pristine composure that the odd foreign man usually carried about himself. While Sushang had never met a Xian, she imagined his usual self looking much like what one would be like. However, this sleeping Rakshasa looked much more human and vulnerable in such a state, despite the fact his beauty had not been affected by his injuries.

Sushang stared for long enough she did not notice the man’s eyelids fluttering, until they opened and she found herself locked in eye contact with him.

“Ahh!” she was startled, and took a step back. “Rakshasa guy, you’re awake!”

“Did he wake up?” Lingshuang’s voice came from the far side of the room.

“Yes, master, come over!”

“No need. We’ve already met.”

The blonde haired man slowly pulled himself into a sitting position, feeling dazed and still very tired. It was his first time seeing Sushang since he’d watched her body crumple lifelessly among the sands after a ruthless fight with that strange horseman. He was relieved to see her moving around without difficulty, as he doubted he had the strength to heal any more wounds using Abyss Flower currently.

“Sushang,” his voice was raspy from disuse. “Are you harmed?”

“I’m sore,” she made a face. “But nowhere as bad as you… how is your arm?”

Apparently, it was fine, as he’d forgotten about its injury until it was pointed out. A quick inspection of his hand confirmed this, wiggling each finger in succession and checking for lingering pain. He found none.

“I’ve recovered. My energy reserves are depleted, but not to the point where I’m unable to function.”

“Great! I didn't want to have to find a second coffin for you,” Sushang replied with a laugh.

“I left the other coffin outside. I didn’t want your dead friend to start decomposing and stink up the house,” Lingshuang interjected herself into the conversation from her place in their small kitchen.

“There’s no risk of such,” the Rakshasa looked mildly offended, but Lingshuang did not catch the irritation in his voice. “She is frozen.”

“Huh?!” Sushang’s eyes went wide. “Wait, but… this is the desert! Wouldn't the ice melt?”

He shook his head, “It’s a special kind of ice.”

Weird. The Rakshasa man had so many weird tricks. Just when Sushang thought she might begin to understand him, he would talk about something else unknown to her.

“He can’t stay here now that he’s recovered. Our home has little room for entertaining guests, especially strangers,” Lingshuang said to her disciple, not even turning around to speak as she was too busy preparing something in the kitchen.

“He’s not a stranger!” Sushang insisted. The Rakshasa noted how she was leaning up against one of the wooden beams that rose to the ceiling for support as her legs were trembling slightly, but did not remark on her condition.

“I understand. I will be on my way shortly.”

“Wait!” the young girl looked back and forth between her master and the blonde man. “You can't just leave! I owe you a favor for saving my life, twice now.”

“If you're in his debt, you should go with him,” Lingshuang suggested. “A poorly armed foreigner won’t make it far from here. Where are you going, anyways?”

“I’m looking for the Xian of Mount Taixuan; Sushang did say you might know something of her whereabouts.”

There was silence.

Lingshuang’s eyes narrowed.

“Don’t bother. My master will not heed your audience.”

Sushang was surprised by Lingshuang’s sharp tone; it was rare for her to express her feelings so strongly. There was a stern glare in her eyes which surpassed her usual coldness. However, the Rakshasa was undeterred.

“She doesn’t have a choice; she will hear my request,” the blonde man said. “And I will find her at any cost.”

“Master, please-” Sushang was about to deploy her ultimate weapon against Lingshuang’s cold exterior: a teary voice and pleading request. The trembling lip and watery eyes filled their roles perfectly, but to her surprise, it wasn’t even necessary for persuasion.

“Sichuan, Yijian Estate. That’s where she was last, and that’s all I know. You will not speak a word of me or my whereabouts.”

“I appreciate it, and you have my word there’ll be no mention of you,” the Rakshasa affirmed.

“Are you going to kill her?”

The man shook his head. “She defeated my strongest Valkyrie; I could not if I wanted to, and I only wish to speak.”

“Valkyrie? You speak of weird things.”

“Is that like, a Western Martial Artist?” Sushang piped up. “I remember you saying that. But you’re right that he talks about weird things, Master.”

“If my child comes home speaking of weird things, I’ll know this Rakshasa is to blame.”

He was about to politely object, but then noticed Sushang swaying on her feet despite her grip on the beam. She wouldn't betray her weakness in her expression, but the Rakshasa could sense her pain nonetheless. However, Lingshuang beat him to pointing out this observation.

“Sushang, sit down or lie on the bed. You aren't well.”

“O-okay.”

Her legs were unsteady, and she would have not made it all the way to the bed had Lingshuang not quickly stepped over to catch her. Her master’s hands were covered in flour from whatever she had been cooking, but Sushang didn't ever care to protest getting it on her clothes while the older woman helped her to bed.

“Which injury is ailing you?” Lingshuang asked once Sushang was laying down.

“None… I just felt light-headed,” the girl mumbled, her exhaustion now being realized to her after she was off her feet. “I’m tired.”

“Sleep, Sushang. We can continue this conversation later.”

The young girl did not have the wherewithal to reply as her mind drifted away from consciousness, and her breathing evened out. Lingshuang watched her sleep for a good moment before noticing a dusting of flour she’d accidentally gotten in the girl’s hair, and went to find a towel to clean it.

“Is she alright?” the Rakshasa was concerned, but not enough to get up and check on her. While he didn't feel as if he were badly injured, he knew standing up was going to be an ordeal he wasn't ready for yet.

“She needs to sleep. Her injuries aren’t that severe, but she’s never been hurt like this before,” Lingshuang replied, “I imagine she’s putting on a tough face.”

“If you give me more Qi energy, I can use my Abyss Flower to heal her.”

Lingshuang pondered on the offer for a moment.

“Perhaps. Let me think for a while; if her condition hasn’t improved by tomorrow, I’ll consider it.”

“Ah, so you'll let me stay until tomorrow?” the Rakshasa asked.

“You can stay until she is recovered enough to leave. That is, assuming you’ll allow her to go with you?”

“She’s your child, so I should be the one asking permission,” he said, his long hair swishing against his robes when he shook his head.

“To ignore an owed debt is to disgrace the person you owe it to. That’s how I raised her, and that’s how I expect her to behave.”

“Are you her master or her mother?” the Rakshasa man chuckled lightly.

“I’ve cared for her for longer than her mother did,” Lingshuang looked as if she were about to say something else, but stopped. “That is all.”

“Well, I would be honored to have her company, as long as you’ll allow it.”

Lingshuang’s affirmation had already been given, so she offered no further response.

–

-20 years prior-

Mount Taixuan smelled of smoke.

Ash burned the eyes of the white-haired Rakshasi as she made the trek up the mountain path to where the Xian’s temple lay. Still, her determination did not waver regardless, bound by a duty to find the truth and speak with the person who knew it.

The Xian couldn't die in a fire. The Rakshasi had seen her command fire as if it were her own blood, and had lost to it herself in battle. She hadn't stood a chance against the flames of Taixu that had burned relentlessly for thousands of years.

The Xian could not die in a fire, so the Rakshasi did not let herself fall to doubt.

Onward she trekked, step by step, until she finally reached the pavilion nestled near the mountain’s peak. Here, she found the building in flames.

But she was not alone.

A beautiful girl no older than eighteen kneeled next to a motionless form on the ground. There was blood and chunks of metal- soulium- covering the ground, and crimson seeped through the clothes of the body that lay still.

The Rakshasi could not see their face from her vantage point.

However, the young woman turned at the sound of footsteps, and she was then able to catch a better look at her face. Tears filled her eyes, and hair a dark shade of brown spilled over her shoulders and down her back. She wore a purple dress which was stained with blood, yet bore no tears or signs of injury.

It wasn’t her blood.

The young woman said something to her in the language of Shenzhou, which she did not understand. However, she took this as a becoming due to her tone, and slowly approached.

It was when she kneeled beside the two that she finally got a glimpse of the body’s face.

The Xian whom she had faced in the past had a gaping wound in her forehead partially covered by bangs stained with blood. It took the Rakshasi a moment to recognize her due to the severity of her injury.

“She’s-”

Behind the two, she was unaware of the blade which manifested itself into the hands of the crying young woman. It was an elegantly designed spear, with black and white patterns covering the metal in intricate shapes. This blade was not meant for battle due to its delicate structure, but it was extremely powerful in other ways nonetheless.

Words seeped into the Rakshasi’s mind like ink, and despite the fact she couldn't understand them, the meaning was not lost to her.

You will not remember this.

When you arrived here, there was nothing but fire and an abandoned pair of glaives. You will take them with you and keep them safe.

Nothing else you see here will be remembered.

The Rakshasi, unable to find the person she sought, fled eastward after leaving Shenzhou. She did not know where the golden gloves that had seen many battles had come from, but she carried them close with her regardless.

Qin Suyi had watched the woman leave with an unreadable expression, clutching her fallen master’s hand to her chest and trying to ignore the way she could feel the broken bones in her fingers as she held it. The fire had been drawing in closer, so she couldn't have lingered. Once enough distance had been put between her and the foreign woman, she’d begin her descent of the mountain with her master for the last time.

#honkai #fanfic #honkai 3rd #cheng lingshuang #fu hua #honkai 3 #honkai impact 3rd #li sushang #sushang #otto apocalypse #luocha #lingshuang #shattered swords #7s #qin suyi

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minxinq · 1 month

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nessun dorma

#doodles i got carried away with #my art #artists on tumblr #digital art #wlw #lesbian #sapphic #kafka #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr kafka #kafka honkai star rail #hsr fanart #star rail #star rail fanart #3 arts in one post call that a full course meal!!!#enjoy because im going into hybernation for at least a week

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callibee · 1 year

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#quick drawing b4 i go back my requests <3 #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr fanart #hsr dan heng #dan heng #dan heng fanart

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rinneverse · 1 month

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pspspsp,,, do you perhaps have a spare boothill thought or two ,, sfw or nsfw,,,

i most certainly do have a few spare boothill thoughts! mostly nsfw ( ¬‿¬) walk with me nonnie… heheheh this got a wee bit too out of hand and i dropped WAY more than a few thoughts (and i am also tipsy, so i apologize in advance if something doesn't make sense) regardless, i hope u rlly like this :3

cw. assorted boothill x f!reader thoughts, manhandling, biting, improper use of a lasso (bondage!), mentions of overstim, lack of stamina is a foreign concept to boothill, talk of cyborg dick and artificial cum, creampies. not proofread in the slightest if there are typos no there's not

𓆩♡𓆪 the thing about boothill is how unafraid he is of manhandling you. while he's aware that humans are much more fragile than he, he knows your limits like the back of his hand and he knows what you can handle. you can take him like a big girl, can't you?

𓆩♡𓆪 he'll fold you in half, put you in all sorts of positions, toss you over his shoulder and pat your plush ass with a smug laugh. if you decide you want to ride him and get all tuckered out, thighs burning, the moment you're whining and babbling for his help he's already on it. big hands envelop your waist as he moves you to his whims.

𓆩♡𓆪 boothill likes to see you pleasure-drunk, entirely fucked out by the time he's done with you. he can go for as long as you need, baby; you just have to say the word. he can eat you out for hours, fuck you for double that, and still have enough energy to take care of you afterwards.

𓆩♡𓆪 cyborg sex has the potential to really get freaky tbh... he's definitely had chats with you about different 'attachments...' whatever you're into. he's definitely figured out which size makes you cum the most, and will indulge your every whim—especially when you shyly ask him "baby... can we go bigger?" (if he still had a human body, his dick would be rock fucking hard right now.) he's definitely looked into vibrating attachments. great heavens.

𓆩♡𓆪 SPEAKING OF attachments he's looked into: boothill has definitely found a way to creampie you. the tipping point for him deep diving into this was when you were just whinin' so pretty for him, begging for more, and you had let it slip that you wished so bad for him to be able to cum into you. lo and behold, he finds a solution and he surprises you by cumming deep in your aching cunt one night. the two of you definitely make a mess of your bedsheets by the end of the day (and you probably had the most earth-shattering orgasms you've ever had in your life).

𓆩♡𓆪 the day you finally asked him what his teeth would feel like, boothill's grinning like a maniac. he won't bite so hard that it hurts too much, but he knows how much you like the power he holds over you. sharp teeth sink into flesh, followed by a hot tongue that laves over the mark adoringly.

𓆩♡𓆪 another day he indulged you... there was one time he noticed you eyeing the lasso that hangs at his hips. he smiles wolfishly at you and asks, "like what you see, darlin'?" he's surprised when you shyly nod your head and look up at him with sweet doe eyes and asks if maybe... he'd consider using it in the bedroom?

𓆩♡𓆪 and oh, he did. he considered it maybe a little too hard (he jerked himself off far too many times that day). when the time came for him to use it on you, he was fiending. he ties your wrists to the bedposts and just goes to town, treating your cute body like a pretty little cum dump. he's definitely a big fan. especially when you can't run away from all the pleasure he wants to give you <3

𓆩♡𓆪 he doesn't look it, but i think he provides good aftercare. he knows how fragile the human body is firsthand: that's why he's a cyborg now. he'll take care of you. without fail, every time he's done with you, you're practically a puddle, exhausted and jelly-boned, and boothill is scooping you up into his metal arms. and yet despite the cool metal pressing against your flesh, you feel warm. maybe it's just the love pouring out of his every action, the way he treats your body with absolute reverence and adoration as he cleans you up and gets you ready for some rest.

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