#AND ALSO MASTER OF REDUCING ME TO A SIMPING MESS

[nubisaureus]

preferred titles

daddy

Not that he wants to be a real dad or anything, but every time you're so obedient for him and reply with a submissive «Yes, daddy» it goes straight to his cock, intensifying the urge to make you bounce up and down on it, making you mewl for him like the needy mess you are. «That's it, pretty girl. Keep it up, I need to hear how much you're losing your mind for me.»

WRIOTHESLEY, Zhongli, Welt, Alhaitham, JING YUAN, Blade

master

He's used to being in a position of power over others, and it's no difference with you. Just be pretty for him, drool like a good pet and get on all fours, looking at him towering over you. He'll gently stroke your head, and if you're really good, you'll get to be used until you're oozing with his cum. «Aw, you're so adorable. Come over here. You've earned yourself a nice treat~»

AYATO, Baizhu, Albedo, Luocha, Dan Heng - Imbibitor Lunae, Kaeya

sir

One day you jokingly called him "Sir" and he discovered he likes it. It just makes him feel so powerful, to be able to make you feel so good, reducing you to a whimpering mess for his cock. So now whenever you want to trigger his dominant side, you know exactly what to say. «Feeling submissive, are we? Seems like you need to be put in your place.»

CHILDE, Gepard, Dan Heng, Cyno, Neuvillette

doesn't particularly care

He's not very fond of titles, he's okay with whatever you wanna call him: love, master, honey, whatever goes. All he cares about is making you feel good, wanted and most importantly LOVED. Most of the time you're also the one taking the lead, so he'll let you do whatever you want with him. «So good, love. Take your time, I want to feel you all over me, and I want to make you feel good.»

Kaveh, DILUC, Thoma, Tighnari, Xiao

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NSFW, minors do not interact please

On a completely unrelated but also not so much note, I'm having a major Wriothesley brainrot/simp era, so expect something interesting very soon hehe

As always, a shorter post cause uni exists unfortunately

hope you enjoyed! <3 reblogs and comments are always appreciated *^*

ps: not proofread!

[heich0e]

Liv. LIV. THAT OIKAWA ANGST.

Not me having an hq feels day and then YOU POST JUICY OIKAWA TEARS. I've reached the conclusion that your favorite hobby is making fictional men suffer. I'm still here for it. CRYING, but here for it :') Anyways i'm gonna dump some Oikawa headcanons on you hope that's ok bc i ALSO HAVE BRAINROT:

Oikawa is so good at hiding his feelings that he eventually convinces himself he's not in love with you until leaving Japan. He would ALWAYS pick on you in high school (kind of in the way he does with kags but a little less mean) but it's mainly because he was mad that you didn't fawn over him and give him attention all the time right off the bat.

I think he's very touchy and if you're not a touchy person he gets mad because!!! he wants to be touched by you!!! he WILL be that person that asks "where's my hug?" (will do it every time just to annoy you)

Oh and when you finally, FINALLY start doing what he wants it's just before he moves away, and having the satisfaction of you hugging him regularly now makes him sad because why?? couldn't you have done it earlier when he thought that maybe he had a chance with you?

Now he's made commitments, he can't back out. and on the last night of hanging out with him you, so convinced that he doesn't have feelings for you, admit how you had a tiny crush on him (it wasn't tiny) and he wants to cry. He wants to tell you how he's felt the same, if not more. if only you had shown some kind of sign sooner, maybe he would've been brave enough to do something about it. But now it's too late. And the kiss you leave on his cheek that he always imagined to be sweet and inviting merely stings now with regret.

:') ANYWAYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS wow that got out of hand umm oops

LeY HOLY SHIT THE WAY MY HEART LITERALLY LURCHED IN MY CHEST READING THESE HEAD CANNONS

imagining oikawa sidling up beside you in the hallways, snaking his arm around your shoulder which you carefully slip out from under - like a well practiced dance the two of you have been mastering for years. But the two of you can follow each other's pace, match each other's moves; he knows the steps you'll take and learns to chase them (which he tells himself is purely for the fun of it and not because each graze makes warmth crackle through the pit of his stomach), and over time you stop retreating so intently. Start allowing the touches and the proximity that he's so insistent on. He doesn't dare allow himself to hope that maybe it's because they also make your heart beat a little faster in your chest, too.

"the kiss you leave on his cheek that he always imagined to be sweet and inviting merely stings now with regret" I Am YODELLING!!!

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT OIKAWA TOORU IS NOT A PERFECT CHARACTER TO PROJECT ANGST ON AND YOU ARE ENABLING ME W THESE HCs LEY

[animeomegas]

Omega!Asra - Nesting Headcanons

Anon: COULD I REQUEST ASRA NESTING HEADCANNONS PLEASE

I just read your post about the updated master list and I am an absolute simp for that man

(Sigh, aren’t we all… Asra is so pretty I would do anything to take care of him… Anyway, I hope you enjoy this, it’s my first Arcana post!)

WARNINGS: Implied sexual activity

Asra doesn’t nest very much outside of his heat.

He sometimes goes without nesting for months at a time, with none of the bad consequences that sometimes befall other omegas. He normally nests during every heat (modern day suppressants don’t exist in the Arcana universe, but there are herbal remedies to help reduce the effects) but outside of that, it’s rare for him.

Generally, extreme distress is the only other thing that will also cause him to nest.

Asra is very happy that he has lowkey nesting instincts because he finds it much easier to travel when he has to, because nesting supplies are too heavy and bulky to bring with him.

However, even if he doesn’t use it all the time, Asra does have a permanent nest. It’s a permanent feature of his bedroom, and he never takes it down.

And it is beautiful.

It’s on the floor of his bedroom and he’s pretty happy for his friends to see it if they’re passing by, but he doesn’t like anyone other than his alpha sitting inside it.

Asra’s nest looks a lot like a tent from the outside with a deep red canvas ceiling held up by a support pole, but instead of a flap, the entrance is covered in beads.

Large, blue cushions line the floor, forming the base for countless blankets and smaller cushions.

From the support pole, Asra has a hook from which he can hang an oil lamp.

This is a similar style to what his nest looks like but his has a lot more purple and blue in it.

He does have a little coffee table in his nest, but he has it off to the side so there aren’t any accidents when his alpha and him are… distracted.

Asra’s nest really is the most beautiful and well-constructed nest you’ll likely ever see.

Asra likes a moderate amount of his Alpha’s scent in his nest. He wants to always be able to feel like his alpha is part of his nest, but he doesn’t want to be choked by it.

Asra is a very intensive lover in general, mainly because he feels very attached to his alpha and his emotions are very strong when they are together, and he normally shows affection through acts of service.

But when he’s in heat, most of that obsessive energy and love is conveyed physically, because that’s what his instincts are telling him to do.

The rest of his energy is taken up by consistently trying to look after you, even when he’s the one in heat.

Asra is a worrier through and through, but he never worries about himself, and this becomes very obvious when he’s in heat.

He doesn’t like his alpha leaving his nest too often and will try and stop it. Asra is very, very seductive and playful when he wants to be and is more than capable of seducing even the most stoic of alphas back into his nest with him.

He’s very beautiful after all, so who can blame you?

“Have you eaten yet?” Asra questioned suddenly from his place lying on your chest. It was a quiet moment in between his bouts of heat, and you had both been dozing together to preserve energy.

You blinked blearily for a moment, gathering your bearings before attempting to answer his question.

“Um, yeah, a while ago, I think?”

Asra tutted in disapproval.

“I’ll go and fetch you something, you need to keep your strength up.”

Asra went to crawl from your embrace, but you simply tightened your grip around his shoulders to keep him in place.

“I thought I was supposed to be the one looking after you,” you grumbled, running your fingers through his hair in an effort to settle him again. “I’ll grab something for us both, you stay here.”

You forced yourself upright, groaning at the sore feeling in your muscles. Asra must have been feeling twice as sore, so all the more reason to get him something to eat but as you tried to leave, Asra grabbed your hand.

“Are you sure? I really don’t mind going to make something.”

“Asra,” you shook your head fondly at him. You took his face in your hands, enjoying the way he automatically nuzzled into them. “Let me spoil you, okay. You deserve it.”

To emphasise your point, you pressed a firm kiss to his nose and delighted in the proceeding blush. You knew that he had a problem with feeling helpless after everything that had happened to him, to you both, but he was probably exhausted at this point, and he needed to let you do your job and look after him. Maybe he would feel more relaxed if you gave him a small task to complete in your absence.

“Here, what about this,” you leant up to light to oil lantern that was hanging from the ceiling. Suddenly, his nest was bathed in a warm glow. “Why don’t you tidy up the nest a little while I make us something to eat, that way it’s ready for your next wave?”

Asra looked like he still very much wanted to take over the cooking, but the new source of light had made it obvious how much of a state his nest was in. The pillows were thrown in random places, all the blankets were crumpled, and many pieces of linen were covered in… substances…

You could see Asra’s fingers twitch as he looked at the chaos that was his nest, and you knew you had convinced him. He wouldn’t be able to ignore his instincts, and this much mess would give you ample time to cook something for you both.

“Okay, I’ll tidy up in here, then,” he agreed, already distracted by the carnage. And as you left the nest, the bead curtain clattering behind you, you could already hear the sounds of rustling as your mate straightened up his nest. With that, you headed downstairs to find something delicious and high energy to cook.