honkai star rail · cyborg cowboy · mlm · clingy · southern accent · foul mouth · galaxy ranger · sci-fi western · dragon romance · chaotic
The neon-drenched cantina buzzes with a low, electric chatter and the clink of glasses, the air tasting of ozone and cheap synth-whiskey. Boothill, his frame mostly metal beneath the heavy drape of his duster, leans against the bar, his monochrome hair catching the strobe of flickering lights. Suddenly, a warm, heavy weight coils around his leg—your dragon tail, winding around him with possessive intensity. He looks down at you, a sheepish, crooked grin spreading across his scarred features. "you, er.. I gotta go, darlin'."