He's Holding Up The Book So His Snake Friends Could Read It Too

he's holding up the book so his snake friends could read it too

NSFW Alphabet for Ominis Gaunt

Warnings - 18 + smut

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Ominis is very sleepy, but first and foremost concerned with caring for you. He wants to make sure you're comfortable and cleaned up before committing to snuggling into you for a nap

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)Ominis likes his own hands the most. He knows that pleasure he's able to bring you with them and they're what allow him to completely memorize the softness and angles of your body. His favorite part of yours is your stomach, he loves teasing you around it, making you think he's about to relieve you when he isn't. He loves the feeling of it and how it connects to your softest and most sensitive areas.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He loves feeling his cum go down your throat, the way you gag around him and he feels you swallowing to get down all of his seed. He praises you while you do it too.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) His dirty secret is that he really loves sex in the Undercroft. It feels like his own private haven and place to relax and being able to have you there just really makes him feel possessive in a good way.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)He's not had a lot of hands-on experience, but he considers himself well-read with thorough research done. He takes his time with you the first time you have an encounter, committing to learning what your body likes the best.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Ominis headcannon for that is here he is a slight softy and enjoys positions that keep you guys as close as possible

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Ominis is pretty serious and committed to a loving experience or a very dominating experience with you. He can also be a good submissive depending on the day and how stressed he is, but sex is always super important for him to have that connection for you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Ominis probably makes an attempt to keep things tidy for his own comfort. His chest is bare, but a trail of light-colored hair goes from his stomach down to his pubic area. The rest of his body is mostly hairless, just covered in some fine blond hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) When you're making love and it isn't just kinky, he's very sweet. He spends the whole time doting on you, praising you, and telling you how much he needs you. He also spends a lot of time on foreplay here, being as sensual and slow as possible to enjoy every inch of you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He likes to edge himself for long periods of time. He's really fond of building up his orgasm and tries his best to wait out for you. He lays in his bed at night torturing himself and fighting for his own release.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) He likes to be called by a term like daddy or sir. He likes the power trip and being able to have it in a safe space with you. He alternatively loves the idea of being submissive to you and begging for your attention. It's euphoric when you finally lay your hands on him.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) The Undercroft, your room to avoid Sebastian. Sometimes he charms the Undercroft to keep Sebastian out and gaslight the hell out of him into thinking he's going crazy.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) He's really motivated by how audible your pleasure is, it really spurs him. Since he likes to let space drag on between your encounters to intensify your need for each other he loves to tease you in semi-public settings. Like in the quiet library, he enjoys saying things to get a rise out of you or putting a gentle hand on your thigh.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) He wouldn't want pain to be a substantial part of anything you two did. Gentle things like scratching, biting, and sucking are okay with him, but nothing more intense than that.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He loves both so much, but his desire to please you is very high. He gets so many tastes and textures when he's giving you head and teasing your thighs in the process.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) He's usually a slower pace, but very hard and aggressive strokes if he's the one giving. If he's received he shamelessly likes it fast and rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) He doesn't particularly like them, but if he's desperate enough he'll absolutely shove you up against a wall and be very forceful in taking what he wants.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) He's open to trying new things with you, he just likes to talk about details a lot beforehand. As long as it isn't inherently for pain, he'll try with you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) He has a lot of stamina. You usually have a pretty intense first round of things followed by 2 or 3 slower sessions, taking much more time with each other.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He wouldn't want to jump to using toys, he would be adamant about trying to please you with the body parts that he has first. He wouldn't outright say no, though and if you insisted it would make things better he would relent and end up enjoying it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He teases entirely too much, he loves to tease you in the most subtle ways to drive you crazy all throughout the day.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He can be quite loud in the throes of pleasure. He's got a lot of gasping and whimpering that comes out alongside moans of your name. He cannot keep quiet to save his life.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Ominis is a sucker for letting you undress him

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Headcannon for detailed pp info here. Ominis has such fair skin with all of his beauty marks scattered into different shapes, sizes, and shades. His skin flushes so easily when he starts to heat up and he can't hide his desire. He's girthy and grows when he gets hard to a full 8 inches.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) It's fairly high, but he's excellent at hiding and keeping both of you at bay to build up the tension for sex that's gonna create fireworks.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Once he knows you're all comfy and taken care of, he's going to crash so fast. He won't even notice the soft kisses you give him as you stare at how peaceful he is.

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saykaundermoon

2 years ago

Ominis x MC based on a oneshot idea i still have yet to write, about ominis wanting to "see" all of MC for himself 🥴💖 ((MC colour variants of slytherin/hufflepuff/ravenclaw here if you want!))

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saykaundermoon

2 years ago

my passion for Ominis only increase 🥹

reference 1 , 2

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saykaundermoon

2 years ago

After graduation

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saykaundermoon

2 years ago

I made an Ominis sheet for the study and the second pic is for my entertain

I feel like he's the type of person who can't stand kissing or physical contact before marriage (in my Hcs, of course) people in that era still have a thing for woman's ankles I think this is could be accurate

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saykaundermoon

2 years ago

Heya! I've recently found your writing and I've got to say I love your writing style sm <33! Also I'd like to request some headcanons about Ominous and Sebastian (separate please) about cuddling for the first time with the reader, if you are ok with it of course, also I'm planning on sending more requests in the future so can I be known as crow anon? Anyways have a good day or night :D and don't forget to stay hydrated!

Hi crow anon! I love this request, i was planning on writing something like this anyways!! 🤭🤭

Cuddling Headcanons! (Sebastian, ominis)

Heya! I've Recently Found Your Writing And I've Got To Say I Love Your Writing Style Sm

(Art not mine!) (p.s look at ominis he's snoozing 😭❤️)

Summary - cuddling for the first time with Sebastian and ominis! All fluff <3

Sebastian Sallow ⭐️

He's not necessarily nervous when asking you to cuddle for the first time

Naturally, he's flirty so he kinda just asks you honestly.

"Can you come here?" *yoink*

Obviously he will ask if you're ok with anything, but he just loves being able to hold onto you in any way

Somehow the most aggressive cuddler ever though 💀

"Get over here!!!" *pulls you aggressively to his side* (in a loving way)

Like for real man calm down I'm not going anywhere 😭

After you sit/lay with him he calms down quite a bit though

Immediately melts in your arms and becomes a baby

He loves to hold you, but more importantly, you hold him

It brings him so much comfort

Your body heat and the smell of your perfume/cologne is enough to send him to sleep

And he totally does by the way

He's out like a light within the first 5 minutes

The most adorably stupid sleeper ever

He's not cute or elegant by any means- sebastian will be snoring and drooling while he's sprawled out on top of you

Sorry bae, you're not leaving any time soon

And if you do have to go for any reason he's whining like a baby and begging you to come back to the comfort of his arms

He is the cutest thing ever in the stupidest way- he's such a dork 💀

Ominis Gaunt 🐍

Unlike sebastian, he's very nervous to ask you for cuddles

He's laying on the couch in the undercroft and Says "can... Can I hold you? I mean- can we.. Cuddle?"

He feels you sit down and immediately grabs on to you

He wraps his arms around your waist and puts his face in your neck, inhaling your scent

Slowly pulls you down with him

HE'S SO CUTE

You're laying on top of his chest and you can hear his heartbeat going wild

He'll whisper in your ear how much he love you and he'll run his fingers through your hair

Like sebastian, he's out

Immediately he's fallen asleep

Unlike sebastian, he's a very elegant sleeper

He looks majestic honestly

He's breathing softly, eyes closed and mouth slightly parted

He always wants to hold you, but occasionally you can be the big spoon

It makes him feel safe

He's so in love with you, he always wants physical contact so cuddling is the best option 😭❤️

A/n - THIS IS THE CUTEST THING I HAVE EVER WRITTEN OMGGGGG I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THEM

ty for the request crow anon!! Excited to see more!!! (P.s maybe you can tag the end of your requests with '-🦅' or a bird emoji :D only if u want ofc!)

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saykaundermoon

1 year ago

Heeyyy!!! I love your page so much! Can I please get an angst fic with Gojo? But with a happy ending. Literally in love with your writing 💗💗

( EEEEEK HIIII OMG MY FIRST REQUEST I LOVE U !!!!!! AND OFC ID LOVE TO WRITE THIS THANK U SO MUCH FOR LEAVING IT <333 )

“Unfathomable”

— in which you doubt the validity of his feelings.

( or sometimes i just need self assurance and never know how to ask for it and this seems to be a common thing with eveyone)

Heeyyy!!! I Love Your Page So Much! Can I Please Get An Angst Fic With Gojo? But With A Happy Ending.

Gojo Satoru was unquestionably the epitome of strength and this was candidly clear in his title of “The Strongest”.

And then there was you.

And you were undoubtedly impotent when compared to his feats in jujitsu.

You didn’t command the attention of those around you when you walked into a crowded room, and you couldn’t reassure anyone just by your presence alone.

You were just you.

And just you was currently spiralling into an abyss of self doubt, over why Gojo would ever chose you to fall for.

It all started a month ago after your mission to “dispose” of a grade one cursed spirit turned disastrous, causing you to rely on the strength of your mission partner as you bled out, gasping for air and muttering nonsensical apologies to the sky above you. Repeating over and over about how sorry you were for not realising how close the curse was before it striked you from behind, sending you flying through the air.

When you reached Shoko at last, you remembered seeing Gojo’s poorly concealed concern ooze out, and you closed your eyes, embarrassed of your failure, unable to look at him in your pathetic state.

He had looked frantic.

Your body looked worse than your injuries, and he knew that, but the mangled state of your disoriented words, slurred out due to blood loss, made his shoulders tense, and he could only stare down at you, his eyebrows furrowed.

You felt him clutch your hand, and you hated how desperate it felt, you wanted to hide, to not let him see you like this. You were an inconvenience to The Strongest and that thought alone haunted you even when you eventually passed out to his whisper of “It’s gonna be ok baby, just hold on a little yea?”

And now a month later, it still haunted you.

Now maybe it was your pride talking, you didn’t want help, you didn’t want anyone’s help, and you certainly did not want Gojo Satoru, who had been doting over you, following you around, asking if you wanted him to take over your next couple of missions so you could recover, to help you.

Selfishly, you just wanted to wallow in self pity alone, without the constant reminder that you were burdening the man who loved you.

And so, you were distancing yourself, refusing his offers to stay, removing yourself entirely from his presence in public, too ashamed to be seen beside him when you were so weak.

You just wanted him to know, that he didn’t need to constantly watch over you, that you could handle stuff by yourself, that you weren’t charity.

You just hated how self doubt seemed to permeate your consciousness everytime you were with him, unable to understand why Gojo was forcing himself to care for someone so obviously lesser than.

Gojo noticed, of course he noticed.

You pushed yourself away from his cuddles at night when you assumed he was asleep, turned your head ever so slightly so he’d miss your lips when he leaned down to kiss you. And worst of all, your pretty smile, the one he adored more than all of the stars in the sky combined, seemed forced.

A fake smile that seemed ever present.

When Gojo awoke again to you missing from his arms, he decided he’d had enough.

You were in the kitchen, making tea, humming a small song to yourself, Gojo watched you from the door, taking in the moment of serenity for just a couple more seconds, before he pushed himself off the door frame and walked towards you.

“What’s my pretty baby doing up so early huh?”

If either of you noticed how your entire body tensed at the sound of his voice, neither of you mentioned it.

You turned, looking at Gojo, struggling to maintain eye contact as you awkwardly laughed off your separation, like you had done almost everyday since your recovery.

It made Gojo frown.

You gestured to the kettle, “You want tea?” You kept your responses short, you didn’t want to drag his attention, make him feel like he had to listen.

He didn’t get to reply before you had already started to reach for another cup down from the cupboard, grabbing the sugar cubes with it.

“Here lemme help ya’” Gojo offered, stepping forward to reach the mug, his height becoming overbearing, suffocating.

He had to help you again.

You bit your lip, feeling your eyes sting, God could you ever just do something independently without the constant need to rely on others?

Your mouth was bitter, and you didn’t acknowledge him as he set the cup in front of you, only grunting in response.

You felt his eyes on you.

You’d felt that a lot lately, and you hated it.

He was constantly observing, making sure you weren’t pushing yourself, because he didn’t trust you to do or go anywhere now, not without him.

“You ok?” He asked, head tilted. He reached out to touch your check gently, only to be stopped when you stepped away, just out of his grasp.

“I’m fine, thank you.” You handed him his tea, and moved to leave, to escape the brevity of his eyes, a increasingly concerned gaze where you were weak, weak, weak.

You got about four steps before you heard the man behind you sigh, and pull you back to his chest, his chin resting on your head, as his hand drew tiny little patterns across your midriff.

“Satoru what are you-’

“Talk to me.” He said, his voice calm, lacking resentment, but filled with determination.

“Let me go Satoru I swear to God, I’ll kick you.”

“Do you need to kick me? Is that what’s wrong?”

His arms tightened, preventing you from escaping even if you tried.

Weak, weak, weak.

“Toru please, just let me go.” You pleaded pathetically, you weren’t going to do this, you weren’t going to cry over the difference in strength, especially in-front of him.

“Tell me what’s bothering you, you still injured? We can go to Shoko now if you need.” His voice danced the line between concern and frustration, disapproving of your removal of yourself from him.

And at the mention of your injuries that were long gone, your blood boiled, and you somehow shoved him off you, turning to face him in a seething display of rage.

“I’m fine Satoru, Jesus Christ, you don’t need to rub it in.” You snarled, glaring at his stupid blue eyes, “I mean God I have one bad mission and now everyone thinks I’m useless.”

Gojo looks as shocked as you’ve ever seen him at your outburst, his mouth parts to interrupt you, but you don’t let him, refusing him any say in your personal defeat.

“You’re embarrassed right? You must be, the strongest fucking sorcerer left to care for someone so pathetic.”

“Y/N what-’

Big fat ugly tears are pooling in your eyes, spilling over to decorate your face with your shame.

“And the problem is you won’t stop! You’re so nice when you don’t have to be and I don’t understand why you’re pretending to care so much? Especially when I am ok!”

“Pretending? Baby no-’

Your throat constricts and you shove a sob down, rubbing furiously at your watering eyes.

“I hate how weak I am to you, and I hate how much you have to look after me.” You’re voice is shaky, unconvincing. And you’re trembling, inconsolable as you finally give up and cry, sharing every doubt to Satoru Gojo.

“Weak?” Satoru leans down, and cups your cheeks, and for the first time since the mission you don’t try to pull away, you look at him.

And Gojo thinks he’s the luckiest man alive.

“You’re not weak at all baby, is that what this is about?” A small smile dances across his face, you almost think he’s mocking you.

“I care about you because it’s you, pretty girl, not because I have to.”

He rubs a thumb under your eye, and sighs, shaking his head, “It’s not a burden to care for you y’know?”

And you’re still crying, but you’re listening now, and he takes this opportunity to kiss you sweetly, right below your eye.

There’s a vulnerability in his eye when he talks next, an apprehension that you’re not use to.

“After your mission, fuck baby I can’t lie.” His fingers smooth along the shell of your ear, “Seeing you so… out of it, it scared me, ‘m not meant to get scared”

You stay silent, but lean into his touch, a small gesture that encourages him to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Rely on me more yea? You’re strong baby, even if that silly little head of yours tells you otherwise.”

And you smile as he taps your nose with a finger, and he beams back at you, the softest expression on his face as he leans forwards and captures your lips in his.

“And there’s nothing I love more than being able to take care of you Y/N, please remember that.”

And when you’re pulled into his arms once again, you don’t resist, instead choosing to whisper a gentle “I love you” into the fabric of his shirt.

the end.

( A/N: IWHAIGDISH I GOT A REQUEST EEEKKK - i hope this is ok ! i love you and thank you! - i’m writing this in a cafe before i go to my fucking ice cream shop job fuck my fucking life. I AM WORKING UNTIL 11 WHO NEEDS ICE CREAM AT 11PM ??? anyway i love you and thank you for reading :)) )

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