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Summary: just some headcanons that came to my mind about Asra<3
Warning: smuttt, but nothing crazy tho, there are mostly mentions or hints of smut, nothing specifically described (it’s mostly just angst tbh). There are also SPOILERS for Asra’s route and the Arcana plot in general, so if you haven’t finished playing it I suggest you don’t read this post.
A/N: just to specify, reader is wrote as non-binary:) Also, this is the first smuttish thing I write, so feedbacks and advices are very much welcome<3<3
Asra has always been a passionate lover. It’s just the way he is, his body can’t help but follow the intensity of feelings his soul feels, and transfer it from the level of the soul to the level of the body
When he first met you, it was almost as if a wave washed over him, depriving him of balance, and he could find it once again in the feeling of you and your body, pressed against him
Passion mixes with intensity and haste the first times the two of you have sex. His every movement is a physical demonstration of just how deep, how powerful, his feelings for you are
Once the two of you are done, you’re left breathless, legs shaking and sore, sweat covering your body, tears of pleasure running down your cheeks. You’re spent in the best way possible
It starts to change during the beginning of the Red Plague. The deep empathy you feel for the people dying in the streets, the desire to do something to help, takes all your desires to feel pleasure (or anything joyful for that matter), replacing it with the urge to help as many as you can
You start growing distant from each other, the atmosphere in the shop becomes tense, the interactions between you and Asra are short and almost void of any emotion. You start visiting the castle more often, volunteering to help doctor Devorak in finding a cure for this Plague. It comes without say that sex wasn’t really in neither of your minds
And it only becomes worse after your death. Asra feels that same wave washing over him, but this time he doesn’t welcome the feeling of it. It make feel lost, knowing that the very person he used to hold on to, the only one that made him forget the rest of the world, and just give into the pleasure the wave brought
This wave brings grief, desperation. Hell, it even brings hallucinations to some point. He can’t make out what’s real and what’s fake, he can’t discern when he’s dreaming and when he’s awake
It’s at this point that his situationship with Julian starts. We all know just how toxic it was, for the both of them. But Julian needed to feel love in these dreadful times, and Asra needed to feel that same feeling of grounding to save him from the power of that wave
It wasn’t the same as you, he knew that very well. Julian couldn’t fill the void of love Asra felt, he could only satisfy his carnal desires, give him that brief high that, for just a moment, made him forget everything that was happening in his life, his losses, his mistakes, his regrets
But not much time passes before that high becomes unsatisfying, and the guilt of what he’s doing takes over him. How can he do this with Julian, when all he’s thinking of is you? How can he deem himself worthy of having you once again in his arms, when instead of keeping the void you left empty, awaiting for your return, he filled it with someone else, someone not even comparable to you in his eyes?
That’s when the weird relationship between Asra and Julian ends, when Asra conveys all his energies and time in finding a way to get you back
At first, there was nothing in his mind when it came to you other than gratitude to have you back along with the utmost care to tend to you, to comfort you when you were in pain or scared at whatever appeared new to you after you came back. Your mind was at the same level as one of a child, there was no desire in Asra other than to have you back as you were
As time goes by, and you regain the aspects of the person you once were, that desire, that wave of passion, starts to awaken once again in him
And then after years of longing for the feeling of you’re touch, of your body pressed against him, he once again can feel that same feeling of euphoria once your bodies merge once again. Only that this time, his demeanor has changed. There’s a different kind of intensity in his actions
There’s not the feverish haste in his movements anymore; instead, he takes his sweet time kissing you, caressing your body, worshipping you as if you were some sort of deity. He holds you as if you’d disappear in his arms if he loosens his grip too much
His thrusts are slow and deep, making that wave of pleasure that’s in him fall into you too. It makes you feel a deeper kind of pleasure, one with such forse that it has you detached from reality once you reach your high, it knocks the breath out of your lungs, and it makes you only desire to hold Asra closer, to have him deeper inside you. You almost wish you could become one
There are still times where you have fast, rough sex, one that ends quickly and leaves you both breathless and spent. But you just prefer to feel that deeper connection, the one that has you longing for more, that morphs into endless hours of just holding each other. It makes you both feel as if time has stopped, and there’s no one else in the world but you two
Sure, bud, ok.
THE HOLE.
THE HOLE.
I don’t usually post on Tumblr but this piece is different. The version up on Instagram is set post-Muriel’s upright ending, but the initial idea for the piece was meant to be during Asra and Julian’s relationship during the plague. I’ve recently read “The Rules” by the very VERY talented @motherofqups and I couldn’t get it out of my mind. I need these two to be happy and embrace the complicated messed up feelings that brought them together at the most unlikely time, under the worst possible circumstances. So I will just keep making art of them finding comfort in each other, because they deserve it.
"Morning, captain"
Just pictured a younger Asra, waking up with the first rays of sunshine in Nopal. His bed feels warm, warmer than usually, his messy locks fall on his eyes. There's some other breathing behind him.
He turns around, discovering Julian sleeping on his back, shirtless, and his neck covered in love bites. Asra giggles, looking at himself. He's wearing Ilya's white shirt. Do i have hickeys, too? Asks himself, taking a hand to his neck. Probably.
The magician puts himself up to sit on top of him. The older one lets a little grunt come out of his throat as he feels Asra's warm hands caress his bare chest. I think he likes it. Julian's eyes open slowly, as they meet the purple ones. He smiles back, stretching, with a hand on his lover's tigh to tell him not to move. Ilya smiles at the skin of his lover reflecting the morning sun, and closes his eyes again for a moment after hearing:
"Good morning, captain"
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Writing this before entering to class, i just love them. I'm also working on your requests.
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p.s: i know my English is basic sorr jfbfjs
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THANK YOU GOD
So we all know Julian and Asra are canon and that it didn’t work out because they wanted different things at the time, and not because it was abusive (as confirmed by the devs). Asra was heartbroken and focused on his pain over losing MC. Julian was crumbling under the weight of responsibility, trying to cure the plague, and desperately wanting to be loved. Not a great place to start a relationship for either.
But once upright ending happens and things start to look bright again, maybe there’s a chance to start over. Asra and Julian grew as people, and now MC is there, changing the dynamic.
It starts slowly. MC and Asra are back from another trip, and Julian is working at the palace with Nadia, Aisha, and Salim. They all meet for dinner and drinks at Nadia’s. Asra and his parents sneak out to the library to geek out over new alchemical designs, and Julian entertains MC with new spells he has learnt. His newly found love for magic is endearing.
Some time later he drops by the shop to borrow a book on magic. He is eager to learn, seeing a great potential in magic as a tool to help people.
It becomes his habit to sit in the kitchenette above magic store and read grimoires in the evenings.
Asra and MC are happy together, and they enjoy Julian’s company. One day Asra catches himself thinking how much Julian has changed and how things *could’ve been* different had they met now.
MC, however, has adored Julian for a long time. They have no problem seeing the best in him, and they often compliment his achievements, his looks, and his ideas. Obviously, it makes Julian’s heart flutter and his cheeks blush, but he’s not gonna admit *anything*!
Julian is embarrassed but he loves the praise. He’s happy being around the other two, happy that Asra and him are good again, and he’s happy spending time with MC. When he falls asleep in his palace room, he often fantasies about either of them. And if he’s feeling particularly rowdy, both of them at the same time.
Julian has everything sorted now: he has friends, an occupation that makes him proud, his sister and Mazelinka are taken care of, but with all that he has no more excuses to avoid the topic of his loneliness. His romantic ass craves night boat rides under the full moon, dancing till dawn, and belonging to somebody.
One night after Julian has left their shop Asra and MC start talking about him. Asra jokes that they should buy a bigger bed and just let him stay next time. MC asks if Asra would like to start seeing Julian again, and Asra blushes. Yes, in fact he probably would. He loves MC, and he is starting to fall for Julian as well. MC smiles triumphantly. They’ve known for some time now. They’ve felt it in both their hearts, a growing spark for the doctor. They would love to give their friendship a romantic twist.
So the next time Julian is there to read, the bed is made for three. MC asks if he would like to stay over, and knowing there is no spare room, Julian laughs that he couldn’t comfortably sleep on the kitchen table. When told he would be sleeping in bed with them, Julian melts. He blushes and is unable to find a good comeback or even words, and just nods, biting his lip, fighting sudden wave of anxiety.
As they go to bed that night, Julian is in the middle, surrounded by love and warmth. The two magicians hug him tightly. There are sweet kisses, wandering hands, and a lot of tenderness. It doesn’t go anywhere naughty that night. That night is all about sharing love for each other. Julian breaks down and cries at some point. He’s felt lonely for a long time, starving for affection, and now he’s having trouble handling it. He eventually falls asleep, holding hands with both of them for dear life.
The next morning MC and Asra make sure to be there when Julian wakes up. They don’t want him to think it was just a dream. There’s a lot of sweet talk, laughter, and flirting going back and forth. Eventually they make breakfast together and Julian leaves for the palace, humming under his breath. All three of them can’t stop smiling throughout the day.
THEY ARE MENT TO BE
IT'S FUCKING DESTINY
Ok Muriel last chapter was so good, Mc and mountain man are so cute, and the atmosphere was so peaceful.
FUCK I love this ship
As a birthday present Asra asked Ilya to move in together @thearcanagame