#asra route

[saintunhinged]

you find a picture of asra from long before the two of you met and you can’t stop admiring it.

You stumble into the room that both you and Asra shared, only to find colorful clothes scattered on the bed. You had no doubt that they belonged to Asra. On the edge of the bed was a framed picture, so close to falling off that a bump to the mattress could have made it fall and broken it.

He always was a bit messy, but you didn’t mind helping him straighten up his things here and there.

Making your way to fix it, your eyes fall on the young kid in the photo. A wide smile paints your face as you recognize what it is— or who. Bright purple eyes stared from the picture, yet these eyes belonged to a younger version of the person you knew. The white hair and golden skin gave it away, not to mention the signature scarf he always styled with his outfits.

You almost wanted to let out a loud “aw” at the sight of a much younger Asra smiling at you from the picture, but the familiar voice that came from behind you had spoke even before a could even get a word out.

Just as you marveled at the younger version of him, the familiar voice of your magician lover interrupted your thoughts. “I meant to clean this mess up.” Asra declared, appearing in the doorway with an apologetic grin on his face.

Instead, you turn around with the frame in your hand. “You were so adorable!” you exclaimed, unable to hold your excitement.

Asra’s eyes met yours, curiosity dancing in the violet depths. A soft smile graced his lips, the contrast between the past and present evident in the warmth that radiated from the framed photograph and the genuine connection between you and the person before you.

His eyes twinkled mischievously as he observed you holding the framed picture. “Ah, my youthful days,” he mused, crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe. “Care to share what you’ve found?”

You couldn’t contain the affectionate grin on your face. “Look at you! White hair, golden skin, and that signature scarf. You were absolutely adorable.”

Asra chuckled, a melodic sound that filled the room with warmth. “I suppose I’ve always had a flair for fashion.” He gestured towards the colorful chaos on the bed. “Although, it seems my fashion sense hasn’t evolved much since then.”

You playfully rolled your eyes. “Oh, come on. Your style is timeless. Besides, who doesn’t love a bit of magic in their wardrobe?”

“As much as I appreciate your fashion critique,” Asra began, a playful glint in his eyes, “I need help cleaning up. Not that I mind the distraction, of course.”

You chuckled, joining him by the door. “Cleaning can wait. I’m too busy reveling in the cuteness overload from this picture.” You held the frame closer to him. “Did you always have that mischievous glint in your eyes?”

Asra grinned, leaning in to get a closer look. “Maybe. Magic and mischief tend to go hand in hand, don’t you think?”

“Absolutely,” you agreed, a teasing tone in your voice. “Though I have to say, present-day Asra might have a bit more charm, if that’s possible.”

A playful gasp escaped Asra’s lips. “I hopre you’re not implying I wasn’t the epitome of charm back then? I’ll have you know I was quite the charismatic little magician.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “I’m sure you were. But now, you’re a charismatic, charming magician who also happens to share a room with me.”

Asra’s bright eyes sparkled with affection. “And how fortunate I am,” he replied, his voice dripping with playful sincerity. “Now, shall we continue this trip down memory lane or get back to the 'cleaning' business?”

You grin, holding the picture close to your heart. “Cleaning can wait. I’m too busy falling in love with the tiny, precious child in this photo... and the not-so-tiny, still-precious adult standing in front of me.”

His soft smirk deepened, his mischievous gaze locked onto yours. “Falling in love, you say? My, my, someone's being rather bold today.”

You shrugged, a playful glint in your eyes matching his. “Can you blame me? I mean, just look at this adorable face.” You pointed at the picture, then at Asra, emphasizing your point.

He feigned modesty, placing a hand over his heart. “Oh, you flatter me. But you know, present-day me comes with a lot more... intriguing qualities.”

You raised an eyebrow, a sly smile forming. “Intriguing, huh? Do tell, I’m all ears.”

Asra stepped closer, a layer of thick white hair falling down his forehead, eyes never leaving yours. “Well, for starters, this Asra,” he starts, pointing to himself with his index finger, “knows a thing or two about casting spells of the heart. And perhaps, just perhaps, he’s been under the influence of a certain enchantment.”

You chuckled, playing along. “Is it reversible, or am I stuck with the consequences?”

Asra placed a finger to his lips, feigning deep contemplation. “I guess that depends. Are you prepared for a lifetime of charm, wit, and an abundance of wonderful moments?”

You pretended to ponder, tapping your chin. “Tough choice. But if it means being swept off my feet by a charming someone every day, I think I can handle it.”

A genuine laugh escaped Asra, the sound like music in the room. “Very well. Brace yourself for a lifetime of love, with a touch of mischief, of course.”

You held the framed picture between you two, as if sealing the deal. “Deal. Now, about this cleaning business... any chance we can clean the mess with our minds?” You half-way joke, but apart of you seriously didn’t feel like doing the physical work.

The magician’s eyes gleamed with amusement. “I suppose a little magic wouldn't hurt. But only if you keep falling in love with the tiny, precious child and the not-so-tiny, still-precious me every day.”

You grinned, leaning in for a playful peck on Asra's cheek. “Deal.” And with that, you both set out to sprinkle a bit of magic on the chaos, leaving a trail of laughter and love in your wake.

[lemoiin]

“should I run a million miles away

from every memory of you?

let that be a lesson to me

think not with my heart but with my head.”

[nixya]

My lovely, favorite character ever.

[spookyinthewoods]

Despite the beauty of the celestial bodies falling towards you, Asra only looks at you.

[mjart12699]

Asra gives off the vibe of “was put on a leash as a kid because they would wander off by accident with whimsy on their mind” while Lucio gives off the vibe of “was put on a leash as a kid because he would wander off on purpose and cause chaos in his wake”

[faust-the-danger-noodle]

Excuse me, who gave you permission to be this pretty???

[leapin-b]

[elenagoeslightly]

The irony is how I started this game for Julian but folded at the speed of light without looking back for Asra.

BUT WOULD YOU LOOK AT THIS LETTER.

Also he was written by sleep token.

Like I dare you to listen to fall for me by them and not think about Asra as he looks at the mc after he resurrects them and looks at them romancing others

[chantealalune]

I was just thinking about Julian this morning and idk if I’m remembering wrong but is he like immortal

Like in asras route he gets his memories back by killing himself and using his healing mark to come back

So like was that just a one time free trial or can he do it again? Can he just never die??

Why haven’t I thought much about this

[generationbluna]

Thanks for the lovely messages and words TT—TT

A little thank you: A not so amused Asra. xD

❤️

[saintunhinged]

prompt #52 with Asra who planning is to propose plz and ty!! 💖💞

pt 2

“We’ve met that generous magician of yours.” An old lady abruptly commented. She startled you, not knowing she and an old man were standing behind you, but the softness and welcoming smile plastered on her face immediately gave you a sense of serenity.

You flashed a warm smile toward the couple, curious of the hearty statement the woman made. “Asra?” You eloquently asked. 

The two shared a knowing look, a twinkle in their eyes as they wore a similar smile of mischief. “I have reason to believe your marriage will be long and fulfilling.” Her words were gentle, but the assumption she made had you questioning them.

Your eyes widened realizing what they meant and your mouth parted to acknowledge their mistake, “Oh! No, we’re not married!” A profuse heat spread across your face as you tried clearing the confusion, but they didn’t seem to be listening. Instead, you watched them indicatively walk away, grins stretched across their wrinkled faces as if they knew of the best biggest secret ever.

Surely, friends of you and Asra joked about the two of you being like an old married couple, but you never saw these people in your life. At least from as far as you remembered. 

Surprisingly, you couldn’t wait to tell Asra about the odd encounter.

Your thoughts aimlessly wandered to the old couple you ran into earlier at Nadia’s palace. “People think we’re married.” Even the words leaving your mouth felt foreign. It was late at night when you and Asra returned to the shop. After a long and exhausting day of running around Vesuvia, you particularly wished to end the day with a warm cup of tea.

You dropped your collected items off on the counter. Behind you, Asra hung up his hat and scarf on the hook next to the entrance. His sluggish movements meant he was just as tired, but nonetheless, he wanted to indulge in your unanticipated revelation. “What makes you say that?” He was curious to know what you were thinking.

While searching for the tea kettle, you politely asked the salamander to set a fire, hoping the wood you left with it before leaving was enough. “There was this old couple I ran into at the palace. The lady said our marriage will be fulfilling. And then she ran off before I could tell her otherwise!” You explained, a trace of unbelief framing your voice. After gathering the various herbs into an infuser, you waited for the water to start boiling in the kettle.

“Is that all she said?” He wondered, feeling the speed of his heartbeat accelerate. Asra no longer felt as tired anymore. With your back facing him, he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. He was glad you were occupied, otherwise the confunded expression painted over his face would’ve given you the impression that you said something you weren’t supposed to. 

He had knowledge of who you spoke of. Afterall, that lady had told him the same thing. Asra had first run into them years ago. He considered them good friends, wise with the age to prove it. So it was no surprise when they showed up offering him the advice he graciously took. They just so happened to catch him shortly after the two of you parted ways in the palace. That’s when his plan to propose to you was disclosed. Though, he never expected you three to meet.

When the tea kettle whistled, you set out a cup for both you and Asra. Fixing the hot beverage to your likings, you shook your head, “They practically skipped away before I could get another word out. I mean, can you believe that? Us, married? ” The idea of it ironically humored you. 

He was relieved knowing his plans still were hidden, but the vague chuckle you let fall from your lips led Asra to believe marriage was an impossible concept for you. “Does it bother you?” He gingerly made an inquiry, causing you to turn to him, confused in the slightest of what exactly could bother you. That was until he quickly continued, “The thought of being together like that?”

Your gaze fell to his inviting eyes. Sure, it would have been nice to imagine, but if you were being honest, you never really gave much thought to it. You were happy with your relationship as it was. But since it was a conversation that you and Asra were having, you couldn’t help but imagine committing to sharing your life with him.

“Hm.. I suppose it doesn’t.” You honestly told him, and from the redness spreading rapidly across his cheeks, you wondered what was going on in his head. His sudden bashfulness and attempt to avoid eye contact caused a warm feeling to course through you. The sight was truly adorable.

Asra slid in the seat around the table where readings were done. You considerately placed the steaming cups of tea on the table in front of Asra, before sitting down in the seat opposite of him. Reaching across the table, you tenderly grab his soft hands in yours, rubbing your thumbs across his knuckles. “What are you thinking?” 

His entrancing gaze found yours again, a renewed confidence traced his features. “Good things, love.” He sweetly smiled, bringing your hands up to press a hot kiss to your palm.

You were both content. Tomorrow, he would be certain in asking for your hand in marriage.

[lemoiin]

blep

[sleepingmire]

some asra scribbles because he is on my mind forever and always 💜

[rryukish]

Pairing: Asra x Female Reader

Smut/fluff 18+

Warnings: rough, unprotected, dirty talk, praising kink, breeding kink??,

A/n- This is set in Asra’s route when one of the paid options was to share a bath and I had a thought of a smut lmao- the scene is already spicy though of course it doesn’t go into full detail so I’ll just write this as how I think it would go.

ALSO I WROTE THIS A YEAR AGO AND NEVER POSTED IT FOR SOME REASON LMAOOO- sorry that it’s like offbrand ig

I undressed and put the thin yet comfortable robe on my naked body, I turned to see Asra waiting for me. I sigh happily as I walked to him “finally a break “ he said with a tired smile. I looked over at the bath amazed at its size “this looks more like a pool than a bath” I said in awe “It only makes sense since it’s Nadia’s” he replied. I looked at the mirror and saw the mud on my face “Asra you didn’t tell me?!” I said holding my cheeks in my hands “sorry” he said shyly he took my hand in his as he helped me step into the large tub. I slowly sank in and sighed as the coolness quickly became warm, he sank down next to me. “Here let my clean your face” he said as he pulled me onto his lap, he massaged my face gently and I melted in his touch. “Done” he whispered in my ear and I regained my composure, I got off his lap and faced him “let me wash your chest” I said grinning “go ahead” he said giving his signature smirk, I chuckled and picked one of the colorful bottles from off the ledge of the bath.

I removed his robe from his shoulders and lathered my hands up before touching his chest, I massaged him and he groaned “that feels so good” he said resting his head back I stopped to softly put my lips on his, he smirked into the kiss and held my body close to his. I leaned back to where I was and continued, his slender body shivered slightly under my touch. I soon let my hands go lower down to his abdomen and down to his hips, he looked at me smoldering “may I?” I asked him as I held the tie of his robe, he hummed and I untied it sliding my hand to his hard member. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and started pumping slowly at first but then fastening my pace, I leaned into him and kissed his neck “ah..y/n” he groaned into my ear his eyes closing. I moved my other hand onto his tip rubbing it at the same pace of my hand wrapped around his shaft.

He trembled under me and moaned softly as he released, he slowly opened his eyes and pulled me in kissing me deeply he slipped his tongue in our saliva mixing together, we only pulled away once we needed to breath. I pulled back in front of him and sighed, my robe was see through enough to see my breasts. Asra licked his lips as he moved his hands to my waist before moving them to my breasts he massaged them both and I melted at his touch once more moving to sit on his lap feeling his erected shaft on my needy cunt, he untied my robe and pinched my nipples instantly making me moan.

He moved his mouth to one of my nipples licking and biting it while pinching my other one he switched sides giving it the same treatment as the other I moaned loudly the sensation taking over my senses, he stopped and we both sloppily put our lips together moving them in unison, we didn’t break apart as I moved my hand from to his back to his shaft placing it at my entrance, I lowered myself down and moaned into his mouth. I placed my hands back onto his back and slowly lowered myself up and down, my whimpers becoming more louder “just like that y/n” he praised me “I love you so Asra” I moaned “I love you too” he replied while kissing my neck leaving love bites behind.

He moved his hands back to my hips and slammed into me causing me to moan loudly, he continued to slam into me at the same pace making my legs turn to jelly, “god your pussy feels so good” he groaned, “I’m so close” I said as I felt a burning sensation in my core “me too” he replied going faster, we both released at the same time becoming moaning messes.His warm seed flowed into me and I relaxed into his arms. He picked me up “how about another round?” He asked smoldering at me, I laughed and nodded. He moved me to sit where he was before “open your legs” he said and I obeyed opening my legs, he moved between them and held my legs up as he positioned his shaft. He slammed inside and groaned “how do you feel this tight?” He said as he pounded into me, I could barley respond. My eyes rolled back, it felt so good. I was moaning loudly and so was he, he moved to kiss me. I felt them same burning sensation as before and released moaning into his mouth he soon did the same as he released inside of me. He pulled out his shaft and collapsed next to me holding me close.

We both struggled to breath, “that..was..amazing” He said, I caressed his cheek as he kissed me softly “we should probably get dressed” he said “yeah they might be wondering what’s taking so long” I replied chuckling. We both washed up quickly, Asra got up first and helped me as a struggled to walk “I think we might have had overdone it” I said sighing at the state of my legs “I’m sorry” he said kissing my eyebrow.

[mjart12699]

If Asra has their dads eyes it’s safe to say they’ve never gotten their eyes checked and just think that everything is really blurry

[rubixcubi]

Me, a Luke Skywalker fan, seeing Asra Alnazar from The Arcana for the first time:

I think it’s the fact that they’re both magical blonde twunks with similar body types, both of which I get to call “Master”.