Hi!!! Welcome to my blog~ Just call me Dyth. I hope you enjoy your stay ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡
I mostly write self-inserts but there may be the occasional pairings if I REALLY like a certain ship. Includes both SFW & NSFW work. My posts are irregular bcs uni is cooking me. I can go for a week without posting to suddenly posting everyday. But! If you give me suggestions or inspo, I might…be more inclined to write :3 My inbox is open! I will get around to posting using your lovely suggestions ^.^ (not comfortable with these though! e.g. Gore/incest/rape/body horror etc.)
Oh fandoms? Too many to count. Whoever I write for is very likely to be my current hyperfixation lol. But here is a list of fandoms you do want to get a general idea of possible works / future upcoming works!
Non-exhaustive lists of stuffs <3
Gacha games : Genshin Impact, Wuthering Waves, Zenless Zone Zero, Duet Night Abyss, Honkai Star Rail, Love and Deepspace (most works will be in this category)
Games (in general) : Baldurs’ Gate 3, Hades, Fields of Mistria, Dispatch
Anime : Diabolik Lovers, Jojo's Bizzare Adventure, My Hero Academia, Hunter x Hunter
Other Media :
> Persona 3, 4 and 5
> Avatar: the Last Airbender
> Miraculous Ladybug
Credits to the dividers I use <3: @/saradika-graphics
Recent Works : First Kiss with Manato ♡ | Study Session w/ Xiangli Yao | Gacha men & their dog tags…
Soooo I played duet night abyss and the story is surprisingly good omg??? For a 1.0 story it’s really exceeded my expectations. I was NOT expecting to shed a tear in part 2 and 3 of the story and there’s REAL CONSEQUENCES. I loove how all the characters are written and they’re not just reduced to stereotypes. The balance between the presence of both men and women in the story is perfect so it actually feels realistic. They even have this cute feature called Ripples of Talk where u can get to know the characters even better. Not to mention, the music is phenomenal. I’d say it’s on genshin’s level like wooowww, adds to the immersion even more.
DNA players would yall actually be down to reading fics on this game? Im soo down to writing about them. I already have a drabble for Outsider in mind.
CONTENT: hurt/comfort, FLUFF, established relationship, first kiss (makeout tbh), my heart’s going to explode from this, Manato is a sweetheart
WORD COUNT : 1.1k
MANATO is…afraid of intimacy with you. But not for the reason you might think.
He’s painfully aware of the overwhelming strength that he carries. He wants to have the strength to protect you, to protect his friends, to protect his family. But that same strength is holding him back from touching you. It’s quite the dilemma. He’s found his purpose in gaining the power to protect the people loves. And yet the same power prohibits him from getting too close to you. Afraid of hurting you. Afraid of one little slip up and you’ll leave him, frightened by his giant stature.
Once, the two of you strolled along the beach in Sailume Bay. A cute little date, just the two of you. Quietly, he observed the way the gentle sea breeze blowing in your hair. It carried your sweet scent that he so adores. Even more so for him, as a canine thiren with a keen sense of smell. It’s an indicator of who you were, where you are. A scent that leads him to you– his little home. The breeze caused the fabric of your clothes to hug your figure, and he averted his eyes to save your dignity. Though, the warmth that caressed his face gave away his true thoughts.
Manato’s thoughts are pure– he thought of wrapping his arms around your waist. Pulling you in so he could pepper kisses all over your forehead. Or, gripping your waist, raising you up so he can twirl you around. He chases that feeling of home. The idea of starting a family with you fills him up with more joy than his heart could ever handle. A-Cing and A-Yuet have already taken a liking to you. So perhaps, he already sees you as home. But something was missing. As a man, a muscular man no less, he still yearned to be intimate with you. The testosterone in his system can send his imaginations into overdrive. Your face, your lips, your waist, your hips- He wanted to feel them all. Glancing down at his hands, big and rough with calluses, he wonders if you’ll like the feeling of his hands against you.
Too focused on his hands that he doesn’t realise that you were venturing a bit too far into the sea. You weren’t planning on actually doing anything crazy. Just a little dip up to your waist to feel the cool waters hug your torso. Manato on the other hand, panicked. We just came back from the Hollow not too long ago, he reasoned, you may still be feeling delirious. His heart began to race. He couldn’t lose you. Adrenaline pushed him to run towards you and he yanked you back to the shore. Maybe a bit too hard. You stumble and fall backwards onto the sand. Realising he used too much of his strength, he reaches forward to try and cushion your fall. He falls with you, only arms wrapped around your back. His big figure now looms over yours, and he realises just how huge he was compared to you.
He curses himself internally, for hurting you. Meanwhile, the scrapes you got from the fall never even registered in your head. Dark red eyes gazing into yours. Your heart races, but for a different reason. You feel the warmth radiating from his body. You feel protected with his strong, firm arms embracing you. Eyes dilated, the two of you find it hard to break this stalemate. “I-” he began, attempting to wiggle himself off you. But instead you lock him in place by wrapping your arms around his neck. He’s tugged closer, face now dangerously close. Manato exhales heavily, really trying not to crush you with his weight. He looks away, not to accidentally graze your lips without your consent.
Manato was too sweet for his own good. It was you who was getting desperate. Why won’t he do anything? This is THE perfect opportunity to seal the deal. You know what you had to do. Gently sliding your hand on his cheek, you gently ushered him to look at you. Without hesitation, you closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss his lips. A bit rough, but it was gentle against yours. He doesn’t move. His brain short-circuits. His eyes fully blown open by the sheer shock of the situation he’s in. You move your hand slowly, using his jaw as a guide, to lead your hand to his lips. Your thumb parts his bottom lip slightly, allowing you to really lean into him. You hum in satisfaction, and he melts into your lips. Gradually, he closes his eyes, allowing himself to savor you with his senses.
Feeling him relax, you take the initiative to lure him in more. You gently push your tongue past his lips and onto his. A quiet whimper escapes your lips, and it almost drives him insane. His tail wags like crazy, groaning lightly as he gets a taste of the closest thing to heaven. Through your guidance, he reciprocates your action. Your tongues dance around each other slowly, gently. You push his head down even more, and he feels like he might look like he’s devouring your face.
Your heart beats so hard against your chest that your lungs struggle to keep up in speed. You needed air. Eventually, you pull away from him with a wet sigh, your tongue still slightly extended as you panted for air. This image of you was burned into his mind. An erotic face that only he saw. He felt blood rushing not only to his face, but also to his crotch- He quickly frees himself from you, rolling on to his back. It was the first time he’s ever been so aroused. He knew subconsciously that it was something that he would get addicted to. The two of you lay next to each other, slowly gathering your thoughts. The tide reached a bit higher, splashing your legs slightly. As the water recedes, the intensity from your makeout also begins to wash away.
“I’m sorry for hurting you earlier” he suddenly blurts.
“Manato…I have no idea what ‘hurt’ you’re talking about” you chuckle, “I really enjoyed that. Can I kiss you more-? Can you…kiss me more?”
He snaps his head towards you, his mouth agape, unsure as to what to say.
“Silly…You could never hurt me.” you prop yourself up, now facing him, “You know…you always handle me with so much care. You’re the best thing I could ever ask for.” Leaning down, you press another kiss to his forehead. His ears twitch from the contact. Looking downwards, he contemplates for a moment. You watch as his hand moves towards yours, his pinky sticking out, “Okay. Promise me you’ll tell me if I ever hurt you”
Wrapping your pinky around his, your thumbs kiss. “Promise”
What the hell thank you for 500 notes!!! I’m currently busy but I’ve planning a 3 part series involving both Manato and Lycaon so stay tuned for the preview~ :p
i’m sorry for not being that active lately. as i write this message, i want to use this platform to tell everyone that the philippines is really suffering right now, especially cebu city, which has taken a lot of damage from the recent disasters. homes have been destroyed, people have lost their livelihoods, and some areas are still struggling to recover. the floods, landslides, and aftershocks have made it so much harder for everyone to move forward.
and what makes it even more terrifying is that there’s another typhoon coming — a massive one. it’s been reported that its size is so large that it could literally cover the entire map of the philippines. the thought alone is frightening. the country hasn’t even fully recovered from the last wave of destruction, and now we’re bracing ourselves for another one.
i might be here posting or reblogging sometimes, but truthfully, everything has been so emotionally draining. it’s hard to stay online and act like everything’s fine when, in reality, so many people are scared, exhausted, and losing hope. it’s heartbreaking to think that thousands of filipinos — children, elders, and families — will have to go through another storm knowing what might happen again.
and it’s not just the weather. the corruption and incompetence in the government make the situation worse. every time i see the news, it’s a mix of frustration, grief, and anger. the resilience of filipinos has always been praised, but at some point, it’s not resilience anymore — it’s survival because we’re forced to live through systems that keep failing us.
if you’re in the philippines, please stay safe, charge your devices, stock up on water and food, and check in with your family and friends. and if you’re outside the country, please keep us in your thoughts and prayers — or, if possible, share donation drives and verified relief links.
i’ll be back to writing when things calm down, but for now, please understand that this is a really heavy time for us here. thank you for your patience, love, and constant support. take care, everyone — and to my fellow filipinos, kaya natin ‘to, even if it feels like the world is testing us again and again. 🇵🇭
I hope everyone will be safe and sound. Sending lots of prayers your way. And please, never feel sorry for not being active. Your safety is always the greater priority. Come back when you are safe, mentally well and have all your basic needs met. My heart goes out to you, from a fellow pinoy overseas ❤️
Summary -> 1.2k words. Brushing out Manato's fur turns into a mini confession.
Warnings -> None
A/N -> I love when a big strong man ends up being a huge goober. Also, his right nip is totally out in his M6 art, and I never noticed until now. Also also, the demons in my mind are telling me to write smut, and honestly, I might indulge them.
“Hey, hey, stop pulling,” Manato growls, his shoulders tensing as the wire brush caught a tangled patch of fur on the back of his shoulders.
“Stop it.” You smack the brush lightly on the top of his head, listening to the hollow thunk before going back to taking care of the fur on his back. “If you hadn’t neglected it for so long, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”
Manato seems offended at your words. “I wasn’t neglecting it. The kids just wanted to ride on my shoulders, and the fur got all tangled, and it’s not like I can reach back there to get it myself.”
You pull the brush away, cleaning the bristles and tossing the dark fur in the trash can set up next to you. “And is that the same reason you’re coming to me with your tail all fucked up too?”
Manato was silent at that, his ears flattening to the top of his head as he looks down at his tail. He grabs the second brush you sometimes use for his coarser fur and starts brushing the end of his tail silently. You both sat in this peaceful silence for a bit, just working on brushing out all of his thinner summer coat to help him stay warm as the temperatures drop. After a while, he finally broke the silence, “Does it bother you?”
“Does what bother me?” Your pace slows a bit, now more worried about just feeling his warmth beneath your finger tips instead of actually brushing his fur.
“Me. All the hair I leave around your apartment. Me coming to you every shedding season and pouting the entire time while you just try to help me out.” Manato’s voice had this soft quality to it. You hadn’t heard it this low since A-Yuet scraped her knee and Manato had to patch it up. “I feel like I take up too much of your time.”
You smack the brush on the top of his head playfully again. “You’re too hard on yourself. If it did bother me, I’d stop letting you in.” You drape your arms around his broad, bare shoulders, now letting his broad figure support your entire body weight. “In fact, you’re my favorite. I just love shedding season because it gives you more excuses to come over.” You smile to yourself as you see the soft wagging of his tail despite that frown still painted across his handsome face.
“Favorite, huh?” He avoids looking at you, knowing that he’d break if he did.
“Mhmmm. My favorite wolf. My favorite man. My favorite Manato.” The room is filled with the consistent thump, thump, thump of his tail finding a rhythm against the floor, his fingers suddenly preoccupied with digging into the fibers of the rug beneath him.
“Well I mean if I’m your favorite then I guess It’s good I come to you…” He tries so hard to stay serious, tries to bite back that smile, tries to remain neutral. His blush gives him away, the way he continues to scratch at the rug, and of course that big, fluffy tail.
“Manato.” You say, grabbing his chin and tilting it up to look at you (honestly this may have been the first time you saw him looking up at you). You silently thank yourself for convincing him to sit on the floor in front of your couch.
He just stares up, shocked, his tail freezing as he watches your every movement. “What?”
“For a big, scary man, you are adorable!” You coo, squeezing his face in between your hands as he lets out a little whine and huffs, but his tail wags even faster.
“Stop that!”
“No, no. You’re the best puppy ever, and you’re so cute and sweet and fluffy!” You continue to tease, wiggling his head in your hands as he continues to whimper and whine.
Manato grabs your wrists, twisting himself out of your grip and holding both of your wrists in one hand. “Alright, alright, that’s enough,” he growls, bearing his fangs playfully.
You look at just how big his hands are wrapped around your wrists, your eyes tracing over the veins in his hands. When’s the last time you saw him without his gloves? It was shocking, really. This man, towering over almost everyone and built like a brick wall, could restrain you so gently. One move, one twist of his hand and he could sprain your wrist at least. He squeezes your wrists in his hand, just enough to get your attention.
“Hey, stop zoning out. We were talking.” He pouts, and you look into his eyes. You pull your wrists out of his grip and reach forward, your fingers touching his soft hair, brushing it out of his face. He seems surprised but lets it happen, dropping his hands and letting you shift the direction of the conversation.
“Manato.” You whisper, your fingers tracing the scar over his eyes.
“Yeah?”
“You’re my favorite.” You repeat again, but this time more seriously, this time hoping he’d see the hints you had been trying to drop for so long.
“...Yeah?” Once again, he tries to remain stoic, but his tail starts instantly wagging at a million miles an hour. “Like… favorite favorite?”
You feel your face get hot, but now’s not the time to back down. “Yeah… favorite favorite.”
Manato launches up from his sitting position, pushing you to your back on the couch as he crushes you into a hug, using his entire, shirtless body to squish you. His tail is wagging so hard he knocks over one of your decorative pillows, but he doesn’t care. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, taking a deep breath, his nose practically vacuum sealing to your skin. “You’re my favorite too.” He speaks into your skin, grabbing and squishing closer like he was trying to meld into you, not unlike a touch-starved, large dog who just wanted cuddles. What else could you do but take it? You let him crush you, your hand coming up to scratch at the base of his ear, an instinctual low noise rumbling in his chest as he relaxed entirely on top of you.
“Manato?”
“Hm?” He wags his tail harder as he hears his name on your lips again.
“Manato. Look at me.”
“What?” His red eyes look at you with pure adoration. You couldn’t take it anymore. He was too damn cute. You move your lips against his and instantly hear a louder thump, thump, thump as his tail swipes all of the decorative pillows and blankets on your couch, even knocking over one of the back cushions as he kisses back enthusiastically. He crushes you closer, squeezing you closer to him. You could die now and be happy, because at least you’d go out between a broad chest and thick arms. Your hands found his shoulders, half petting the fur before you pull away suddenly.
Manato’s eyes go wide with worry, his tail slowing down as his hand goes to cup your cheek. “Hey, hey. What happened?”
“Dammit… I missed a spot.” You huff and show him the fistful of his summer coat you had just pulled off of his shoulder, and his tail started up again.
“Oh noooo, you have to brush me more. How terrible.” He teases, handing you the brush again. Instead of moving to sit on the floor again, he simply flops down on top of you, happy to cuddle while you brush him.
This is so fucking cute im gonna sob. please. Im so busy rn but my soul YEARNS to write Manato domestic fluff like i might actually pull my hair out RAHHHHHHHH
IVE HEARD YOUR WISHES <3 but this is just a little prelude to spicer things HEHE >:) enjoy!!
Calling Manato by his username
DRABBLE inspired by his first trust event oml (100% RECOMMEND U PLAY IT FIRST BEFORE READING THIS IF U HAVENT!!!!)
CHARACTERS : Manato x gn!reader
CONTENT : FLUFF, Manato is very easy to tease (real fking adorable), big puppy energy, he may be slightly down bad
MANATO certainly did not expect you to show up to his internship with A-Cing and A-Yuet, though he is relieved to hear that it wasn’t because of any sort of danger. But what he DEFINITELY wasn’t expecting to find out, was that those little gremlins spilled everything about him to you. His age, his birthday, his hidden little quirks- it’s like all his cards were laid out, his heart now exposed to you. It wasn’t the most ideal way he wanted you to know, he’d prefer it if you talked to him directly and really got to know him, “Well…If there’s something you’re curious about. Just ask me directly”
A scary delinquent that beats people up for fun, secretly in cahoots with hollow raiders and doing shady stuff, hanging around weird people that like ethereals (Lucia)- he’s heard it all. People never bother really getting to know him, just judging him purely based on his appearance. But really, he’s a sentimental guy. He loves having deep talks with people he cares about, he loves looking back at the journey that is his life. He likes winding down, watching the sunset in Sailume Bay. You look at him with a certain expression, and he just knew that you had something on your mind, “wha- what is it” he stutters.
“Why’d you change your username? SailumeBayLoneGhost had a pretty cool ring to it” you ask curiously, and he almost stumbled over his words again out of embarrassment. It wasn’t surprising to find out it was because of Yuzuha’s and Alice’s teasing, but seeing Manato’s face turn red was endearing. He didn’t mind you calling him that, it was just a username after all. So you say his username again. This time, with a little flair, curious to see how he would react, “Then…SailumeBayLoneGhost~?”
Manato’s breath hitches, unexpectedly enjoying the way his username left your lips. It’s just my username- Just my username. Just my...username… His brain scrambles to rationalise his bashfulness. You stare waiting for his response expectantly, and he replies with a breathless, “...Yes?” His heart now pounds against his chest, breaths getting increasingly shallow.
“But… I still think Manato suits you best-” you beam at him, “it really reflects your gentle nature.”
Manato. His mind slows down the part where his name leaves your lips. Ma. Na. To. Your lips parting to enunciate his name. His name. The soft grin you had on your face as you complemented how much you think it suited him. He’s never been more happy to be Manato. STAYCOOLSTAYCOOLSTAYCOOL- his mind races, trying to play it off nonchalantly, though the only thing he could muster out was, “that’s because we’re friends.”
Little did you know- his ears perk up, and his tail now subconsciously wags when you call his name.
Perhaps there are other situations where he enjoys his name being called...
GUYS GUYS GUYS THERE'S NO WAY. I wrote my fic about first kiss with Manato yesterday and today I played his quality time event. TURNS OUT THE BEACH AT SAILUME BAY IS ONE OF HIS FAVORITE SPOTS, AND HE GOES THERE BECAUSE IT CALMS HIM. I swear I had no fking idea. No way. My fic is legitimately canon. He would 100% take you out on a date in Sailume Bay. it's literally in game wtf.
CONTENT: hurt/comfort, FLUFF, established relationship, first kiss (makeout tbh), my heart’s going to explode from this, Manato is a sweetheart
WORD COUNT : 1.1k
MANATO is…afraid of intimacy with you. But not for the reason you might think.
He’s painfully aware of the overwhelming strength that he carries. He wants to have the strength to protect you, to protect his friends, to protect his family. But that same strength is holding him back from touching you. It’s quite the dilemma. He’s found his purpose in gaining the power to protect the people loves. And yet the same power prohibits him from getting too close to you. Afraid of hurting you. Afraid of one little slip up and you’ll leave him, frightened by his giant stature.
Once, the two of you strolled along the beach in Sailume Bay. A cute little date, just the two of you. Quietly, he observed the way the gentle sea breeze blowing in your hair. It carried your sweet scent that he so adores. Even more so for him, as a canine thiren with a keen sense of smell. It’s an indicator of who you were, where you are. A scent that leads him to you– his little home. The breeze caused the fabric of your clothes to hug your figure, and he averted his eyes to save your dignity. Though, the warmth that caressed his face gave away his true thoughts.
Manato’s thoughts are pure– he thought of wrapping his arms around your waist. Pulling you in so he could pepper kisses all over your forehead. Or, gripping your waist, raising you up so he can twirl you around. He chases that feeling of home. The idea of starting a family with you fills him up with more joy than his heart could ever handle. A-Cing and A-Yuet have already taken a liking to you. So perhaps, he already sees you as home. But something was missing. As a man, a muscular man no less, he still yearned to be intimate with you. The testosterone in his system can send his imaginations into overdrive. Your face, your lips, your waist, your hips- He wanted to feel them all. Glancing down at his hands, big and rough with calluses, he wonders if you’ll like the feeling of his hands against you.
Too focused on his hands that he doesn’t realise that you were venturing a bit too far into the sea. You weren’t planning on actually doing anything crazy. Just a little dip up to your waist to feel the cool waters hug your torso. Manato on the other hand, panicked. We just came back from the Hollow not too long ago, he reasoned, you may still be feeling delirious. His heart began to race. He couldn’t lose you. Adrenaline pushed him to run towards you and he yanked you back to the shore. Maybe a bit too hard. You stumble and fall backwards onto the sand. Realising he used too much of his strength, he reaches forward to try and cushion your fall. He falls with you, only arms wrapped around your back. His big figure now looms over yours, and he realises just how huge he was compared to you.
He curses himself internally, for hurting you. Meanwhile, the scrapes you got from the fall never even registered in your head. Dark red eyes gazing into yours. Your heart races, but for a different reason. You feel the warmth radiating from his body. You feel protected with his strong, firm arms embracing you. Eyes dilated, the two of you find it hard to break this stalemate. “I-” he began, attempting to wiggle himself off you. But instead you lock him in place by wrapping your arms around his neck. He’s tugged closer, face now dangerously close. Manato exhales heavily, really trying not to crush you with his weight. He looks away, not to accidentally graze your lips without your consent.
Manato was too sweet for his own good. It was you who was getting desperate. Why won’t he do anything? This is THE perfect opportunity to seal the deal. You know what you had to do. Gently sliding your hand on his cheek, you gently ushered him to look at you. Without hesitation, you closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss his lips. A bit rough, but it was gentle against yours. He doesn’t move. His brain short-circuits. His eyes fully blown open by the sheer shock of the situation he’s in. You move your hand slowly, using his jaw as a guide, to lead your hand to his lips. Your thumb parts his bottom lip slightly, allowing you to really lean into him. You hum in satisfaction, and he melts into your lips. Gradually, he closes his eyes, allowing himself to savor you with his senses.
Feeling him relax, you take the initiative to lure him in more. You gently push your tongue past his lips and onto his. A quiet whimper escapes your lips, and it almost drives him insane. His tail wags like crazy, groaning lightly as he gets a taste of the closest thing to heaven. Through your guidance, he reciprocates your action. Your tongues dance around each other slowly, gently. You push his head down even more, and he feels like he might look like he’s devouring your face.
Your heart beats so hard against your chest that your lungs struggle to keep up in speed. You needed air. Eventually, you pull away from him with a wet sigh, your tongue still slightly extended as you panted for air. This image of you was burned into his mind. An erotic face that only he saw. He felt blood rushing not only to his face, but also to his crotch- He quickly frees himself from you, rolling on to his back. It was the first time he’s ever been so aroused. He knew subconsciously that it was something that he would get addicted to. The two of you lay next to each other, slowly gathering your thoughts. The tide reached a bit higher, splashing your legs slightly. As the water recedes, the intensity from your makeout also begins to wash away.
“I’m sorry for hurting you earlier” he suddenly blurts.
“Manato…I have no idea what ‘hurt’ you’re talking about” you chuckle, “I really enjoyed that. Can I kiss you more-? Can you…kiss me more?”
He snaps his head towards you, his mouth agape, unsure as to what to say.
“Silly…You could never hurt me.” you prop yourself up, now facing him, “You know…you always handle me with so much care. You’re the best thing I could ever ask for.” Leaning down, you press another kiss to his forehead. His ears twitch from the contact. Looking downwards, he contemplates for a moment. You watch as his hand moves towards yours, his pinky sticking out, “Okay. Promise me you’ll tell me if I ever hurt you”
Wrapping your pinky around his, your thumbs kiss. “Promise”
I keep changing text format back and forth between regular text and script. Because I like writing paragraphs. But big paragraphs in regular text ugly cuz they're never aligned :( Paragraphs in script on the other hand look better, but they're too small. Legitimately squinting my eyes tryna read my own work on my laptop LMFAO
It's a crime that there's no way to have the paragraphs aligned properly. I should not be as bothered as I am...But I am. Unfortunately. There's a reason why I have Alice as my icon hahahahahahaha... I apologise if there are people who are currently reading my work only to find it reformatted when they refresh the page T A T
EVERYBODY CALM DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!! DEVS YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING. YOU'RE GIVING ME AMMUNITION. YOU'RE TELLING ME TO WRITE MANATO X READER X LYCAON STOPPPPPP
Guys....pls hear me out.............. Manato trying to learn how to be more gentlemanly from Lycaon. He'd seem like the type to be scared of his overwhelming strength hurting people that he loves, so he'd look to Lycaon for advice................................
Adding this to my ever growing list of prompts........
Edit: ofc when i click to see the next dialogue, it’s Manato feeling insecure from seeing how eloquent and well put together Lycaon is. I’m actually gonna cry. Bbg ur perfect the way u are 😭😭😭 now i HAVE to write a hurt comfort fic for him
SUMMARY : Studying with your intelligent boyfriend turns you on. What can you say? Smart is sexy [Word count : 2.3k]
CONTENT : established relationship, LOTS of teasing, dirty talking, grinding, blowjob, hair-pulling, cunnilingus, improper use of mechanical arm (hand), nerds are hot, imo Xiangli is def a tease when he’s not in serious mode, I totally did not think of this as I was studying
“Arrghhhhhh I’m pooped” you sigh in defeat, sprawling your body onto the floor. The man next to you lightly chuckles, eyes fixated on his laptop and typing away. “Take a break” he suggests, “You’ve been working on that for a while.”
You blankly stare at the ceiling for a few moments, slowly inhaling and exhaling to clear your mind. Your brain feels…slightly better. “Wellll it’s not that I wanna stop. I’m already in the flow, but I just can’t wrap my head around this concept.” You gradually prop yourself up, the coffee table no longer blocking your view of him. His concentration never faltered, still gazing at the screen in front of him intently. This part of him was always what drew him to you, just a hot…nerd…concentrating on his work.
“Li… anyone tell you how good you look with those glasses?” His focus breaks, redirecting his gaze at you instead, “My boyfriend is so pretty” you chirp. Warmth flushed to his cheeks, giving an embarrassed smile, “C’mon…Shouldn’t you be focusing on your work? Miss in-the-flow?”Ignoring his comment, you scooch over to him instead, placing a light kiss on his cheek. “What? I can’t just appreciate my pretty boyfriend?” you tease, playfully tilting your head, “Teasing you is so much fun, since you normally always look so serious.”
He plays along, pretending to look offended, “Well. I can’t help it.” he turns his body towards you, placing a hand on your side. “I'm always serious about my work.” Now that he’s facing you directly, you kiss his lips, your hand pushing him closer by the back of his head. The kiss was deep. Slow and tender. He hums in enjoyment. After a few moments, you pull away, tracing his lips with your thumb, “I know silly. That’s what I like about you.”
The two of you fall into comfortable silence when an idea suddenly struck you. “Actually– Li, why don’t I just try and explain the concept to you?” He was slightly taken aback, but it was the post-kiss clarity speaking. “Alright” he takes off his glasses and quickly puts his laptop to sleep, ready to listen to your mini-lecture. He leans one of his arms on the table, adjusting to a more relaxed posture. His legs are spread slightly, and you resist the urge to glance at his crotch, “I know nothing about your subject. So show me what you’ve got”
You happily obliged and proceeded to break down the concepts into bite-sized pieces. He was merely listening, but something about the way he listens to you, the way he looks at you. His eyes darkening, gaze locked on to you. It was just the typical expression he makes when he’s serious, but because it was directed at you— it made your heart flutter.
“But why?” He raised a question, “I think you need to be a bit more specific than that. I still don’t quite get it.” You paused for a moment, your eyebrows furrowing. The gears in your brain kicking into full speed. He gives you a moment to contemplate, but continues, “You say these processes all end up forming the neural tube, but why is there a need to separate it into primary and secondary neurulation? What’s actually the point in this difference?”
You gasp, finally connecting the dots, “So that’s why I was confused! I completely glossed over this part!” and you quickly jot down what you need to work on. Xiangli smiles warmly, satisfied that he was able to help you. Excited, you happily embrace him, causing him to stumble backwards. “Thank you! That reaallyyy helped. You’re such a lifesaver”
He chuckles as he regains his balance, slowly sitting back upright with you. “It was all you love. I just helped you find the gaps in your knowledge. You did a really good job explaining everything else.” His praise makes your heart flutter even more. Kind and intellectual, he was going to make your heart burst. Your mind wanders to more…playful ideas.
You shift your weight, now straddling him. “Right. So because you were so kind in helping me…” slowly dragging your finger down from his chin, down to his neck, over his Adam's apple. He swallows instinctively, looking up slightly, exposing more of his neck to you. You lean down, peppering kisses down his neck as you whispered, “I think you deserve a reward.”
“Oh?” He laughs, suddenly pushing you down instead. His body hovering over you, “I think you deserve it more for being so good.” The roles are now flipped, with him peppering kisses down your neck, “You worked so hard and I love listening to you. So I thoroughly enjoyed your lecture. It’s a win-win for both us”
“Li…” you whisper, as he continues to move downward. He stops at the base of your neck, opting to drag his tongue up instead, “mmh..!” you squirm under him, but you didn’t want him to take the lead. Not yet. You were insistent on giving your pretty boyfriend the reward he deserves first. You hook your leg over his waist, flipping him around, so now you’re once again on top of him. “Woah!” he smirks, “Stubborn, aren’t you?” You really wanted to wipe that smug look on his face.
“Please.” You scoff, “Don’t forget who’s on top right now.” You move to straddle his bulge, which was getting increasingly hard. You tested the waters. Starting with small light movements, which lightly stimulated your clit. But the more the man under you groaned, the harder you grinded, chasing that sweet sensation.“Haah…feels good Li?” you try to tease, but his smug face remains, “Aren’t you the one who’s desperate to feel good? Look at you. Grinding so hard on my cock. You look like you can’t get enough.”
He wasn’t wrong. Your eyes were dilated, lips slightly parted and panting, unconsciously speeding up the pace of your rubbing against his bulge. He might be teasing, but you could tell he felt the same. He’s now propped himself up with his elbows, so he could take a better look at you rubbing against his bulge. He was breathing heavily, eyes fixated on the erotic sight in front of him.
As you continue to grind on him, you feel your panties get increasingly wet. It’s getting harder and harder to resist just dropping your cunt onto his cock. The wetness seeps through your underwear, sticking to your shorts, prompting you to quickly get up and just discard your bottoms altogether. Your pussy is fully exposed now, slick covering it. Xiangli can’t help but stare at your pretty cunt, already wishing he could glide his tongue over it. He feels his cock straining against his pants. But he didn’t move one bit, curious what you were going to do next.
You kneel on top of him, reaching for the waistband of his sweatpants. You pull them down quickly to see his cock hard and erect, pre-cum leaking out of the tip. You look up to see Xiangli’s reaction, but he’s merely watching you in anticipation, “Go on… Don’t you wanna put it in your mouth?”
From his angle, he’s absolutely losing his mind. The way you’re looking at him was so erotic. Your cheeks red, you slightly biting your lip, looking at him with those doe eyes. If he could, he would’ve had you face down pounding into you right now. But. Patience is virtue. He wanted to see you take him into your mouth.
His teasing riled you up, so you were set on doing everything but putting him fully into your mouth. Gently gripping his cock, you begin by giving short licks along his shaft and gradually increasing your coverage. Moving your tongue from the base all the way to the tip, cleaning off the leaked pre-cum. He shutters when you lick his tip, looking increasingly intense as you continued, “So pretty…” he mutters. You swirl your tongue around his tip, lightly sucking on it, earning moans from him, “Ah- you-! You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”
You don’t reply. Just humming in response. The humming sent vibrations into him, causing him to involuntarily flex his hips, “Ahhhh- fuuucckkk” he moans, throwing his head back in pleasure. You snicker, loving the way he’s falling apart. He snaps his head back at you with an intense glare, not about to lose to you. And when you saw his stare, you couldn’t help but clench at the sight of it. The way he’s looking at you was unbelievably hot. The gaze so intense you felt exposed. You wonder what would happen if you teased him till he broke.
“My love…” he coos, “I know you can do better than that. Come on, won’t you take it into your mouth?” You ignore his request. You move downwards instead, your hand on his cock already full of your spit. You pump him agonisingly slowly, while you gently suck and lick his balls. “-Shit!” He curses, his orgasm dangerously close. But you were barely even doing anything. Half of his pleasure was purely just from looking at you.
“Alright love,” your hair gets abruptly tugged back, forcing you to stop. Still holding on to your hair with his mechanical arm, he quickly whisks you up and places you at the edge of the couch. It was only slightly elevated from the floor, giving him the perfect view of your sopping wet cunt when he kneels.
“I think that’s enough of you teasing me.” He loves the way your cunt is just glistening from all its wetness. It’s like it’s begging to be devoured. “Awwwwww” you tease even harder, “Cumming so soon so you had to stop me?” To that you thought he would reply with a playful comment. But instead, he falls into silence and dragged his tongue up your cunt. The sudden contact made you squirm, “F-Fuck!” you cried.
You felt something foreign and hard gathering your slick and pushing inside of you. It was his mechanical hand. The feeling of metal fingers in your pussy an odd, but welcomed sensation. He pumps his metal fingers into you as he ravages your clit with his tongue. He watches your face as it morphs into pure bliss, and you cutely try to hold back your moans.
He tests your reactions to his pumping, until he finds the spot that made you yelp. Somehow how his fingers sped up to an unhuman speed, brutally abusing that spot. You cried in shock, “Wha- Haaahh. Haaaahhh. What the fuuck Li- I- Mmmmmhhhhhh. I didn’t know your fingers could do that?! Fuuuuuuuckkk” He chuckles, briefly moving away from your cunt to stare down at you. He keeps his fingers still lodged in your pussy, “ What? Robot hand means I can modify it.” He was amused at the way you were fully under his control. You felt so good that you don’t even have the urge to tease him anymore. Pleasure takes over your mind.
He hooks your legs over his shoulders, “hmmm… maybe I should add a vibrating function next time. What do you think hmm?” you were too busy moaning, paying his words no mind. He gently places his other hand on top of your core, gently pressing down. His other hand feels the relentless vibrations from inside your body. At the same time, you’re absolutely losing your mind, “mmmmmhh Ah- fuuuuckkk I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum. I’mgonnacum. i’m gonna cum-please haaah.”
“Come on” he coos, “Fall apart on me. Tighten up your pussy for me. Show me how good I’m making you feel” You scream- waves and waves of pleasure over you. You cry and whimper, “AAHH- fuck fuck fuck. it feels so- so good aaaaaahhhhhh” His fingers never stop, dragging out your orgasm even more. He pulls his hand out, and as quickly as your hole felt empty, it suddenly gets filled with something bigger. Your cunt already so wet, quickly stretches to accommodate his cock.
“Fuck- Need you so bad.” He was desperate now. There was a limit to how much he could just watch, rather than shoving his cock into you. You only just orgasmed, your cunt still involuntarily convulsing on his cock. He groans, feeling you clamp down on him. He grips your hips firmly, thrusting into you at a steady pace. He admires the way you’re so incoherent, absolutely fucked out from your previous orgasm. “What?” He teases, pulling his cock out just a little further and snapping it back into you. “Can’t tease me now can’t you?”
What were you teasing him about again? Who cares if you lost this back and forth game if you end up getting used by him like a cockslut. You look up at him with pleading eyes, “Li… just give it to me- please”
He snaps, somehow even more of his blood rushing to his cock. What’s left of any blood in his brain isn’t enough to give him any capacity to think. All he’s seeing is you. All he’s seeing is how he wants to fill you up.
He moves his hands to under your thighs, gripping them so hard that it leaves bruises. He pushes your legs even higher so that they’re no longer resting on his shoulders. Your legs wobble violently in the air as he desperately ruts into you. The room just filled with pure plapping sounds.
“Hah- Hah- fuck baby I’m gonna- tell me you want it-“
“Li- mmmmh- please i want your cum. Fill me uh- Aaahh- AHH- “ he splurts all over your innards, body collapsing on you. Your clothes uncomfortably stick to your skin with all your sweat and slick. The two of you pant, slowly calming down from that high. You feel him shift slightly, his lips brushing against your ear smirking, “So-“ he suggests, “How about I add that vibrating function?”
He is always the first to ask everyone else if they are okay in the story.
He gets injured? Does not care. Anyone else in ANY semblance of danger? Malewife mode activated
“Are you okay Wise? Are you hurt?”
“Did you eat Wise? Come eat with us. Here have some shrimp dumplings”
“I’m okay, it’s just a scratch”
“Careful Lucia. Don’t get too close to the ethereal”
“I’ll handle this. Stand back everyone”
Whenever danger comes to his teammates, he ALWAYS shields them with no hesitation. Go back and count the number of times he’s taken hits for the team just from the cutscenes😭
After A LONGGG day in the hollow. He’s tired from fighting ethereals, from fighting himself, and he sees his adoptive family. And the first thing he does is make sure he can cook dinner for them. Are you fucking kidding me??
I can’t. He’s too hot. Actually the bestest partner you could ask for. S tier husband material. Ladies, please find a man like him. Never settle for less </3
Oh my beautiful big buff malewife....... welcome home
Bruh he absolutely milked all my pulls sob. Went from 156 to 6 master tapes;;;; I even got lucia before I M5'd him. And yall he's so much fun to play especially his attacks after defensive assist?? Straight up just BONK BONK BONK BONK LMAO. I pre-farmed everything except for core skills and discs but no matter! I will be min-maxing him today :p
IM GETTING EDGED BY HIS MINDSCAPE. FREE THE TIDDIES!!!
BUT IM BROKE. AND IM FORCED TO WAIT FOR HIS FREE COPY DURING YIDARI'S EVENT (ur absolutely evil for this devs).
Oh my lord...i'm saying this again but he's BIG. HUGE. And to think he's smaller than Banyue....
Umm.... Manato's animated short??? Hello??? A single father of two???? This man is buff, kind AND is husband material???? I can't believe this. I didn't think he could get any hotter than this. Nahhhhh the ideas are flowing nahhhhh there's so many prompts I can come up with.........................................
Also, I hear you people. Manato drabbles and fics coming up. It’s just going to either be pure domestic fluff or COUGH COUGH. I already have tons of ideas brewing in my head. Pick your poison.
AND GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONES MANATO PULLS! YOU BET HE WILL BE M6 ON MY ACC!!
CHARACTERS : Thoma (Genshin), Lighter (ZZZ) x afab!reader
CONTENT : Riding, breeding, pistoning, mind break, biting, DOG TAGS, mating press, everyone’s horny asf, haha wrote this in 20mins #ovulating
THOMA
Squelching sounds echo throughout the bamboo walls as you straddle Thoma. His face beet-red, embarrassed. He places the back of his hand against his lips as you milk his cock like a fleshlight. The bamboo floor was hot, sticky from all his sweat. But his pleasure was overwhelming enough to ignore the discomfort. Your yukata is messy, undone, exposing your perky breasts. It bounced with your movement. His eyes moved down to where you two connected, watching his cock disappear in and out of you. So lewd, he shuts his eyes so he can focus on his breathing and not cum immediately on the spot.
“…fffuuucckk” he whimpers. It was too much. You were so warm, so wet. He enjoyed the way you used him as you pleased. But you didn’t like that you couldn’t see his face. You lean down, tugging on his dog tag harshly, forcing him to look at you. He groans and you smirk, adoring how cute he was. He smashes his lips into yours in response, and your grip on his dog tag tightens even more. The kissing was sloppy, your drool flowing down his jaw. He grips your hips with his hands and forcibly pushes you down harder, his hips flexing, pistoning into you. “Aaaaaaah- Thoma— Wait!” you mewl. You break free from the kiss whimpering, leaning back as he continues to fuck his cock into you. “Thoma—hahhhhhh....FUCK!” He ignores your pleas, rutting into your core, filling you up.
LIGHTER
The sound of his dog tag jiggles LOUDLY in your ear. He already has you in a mating press, but somehow he insists on pushing you to your limits, putting his torso as close to you as possible, so he can pump into you as fast as he can. He was a dog in heat, rough and relentless. Your moans are drowned out by the slapping of his balls against your cunt. “Fuck baby” he groans, “fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck...!” keeping his unreal pace into your pussy. Your eyes roll back, panting hard, almost passing out. The sound of his dog tag jingling the only thing anchoring you to reality.
“Don’t pass out on me now babe” he pants, “I need to see your face when you cum on my cock hmm?” This man is insane. To have the stamina to focus on your expression while absolutely destroying your cunt. Your mind breaks. Any moans that escape your mouth a jumbled mess. Your eyes start to well up, pleasure building in your stomach, “Aah- Lighter— Please… mmmmph!” He looks at you intensely, gauging your expression. “Fuck. Yes baby, cry for me. You’re so pretty like this” He feels your cunt clamping down on him harder. Anticipating your release, he bites your neck, giving you long, hard thrusts as he breeds you.
