ꕥ Asra Headcanons: Jealousy ꕥ
If ever there was a healthy relationship, it would be one with Asra— it's something that is very important to him and something he actively works to maintain
Despite his willingness to spend his near every waking moment with you, he's very accommodating when it comes to you needing space
It's this same mutual trust and stability that makes him so comfortable with you spending time with other people
Despite his maturity and security, the beginning of your relationship (like any) was a period of heightened emotion. In the midst of it all, despite himself, Asra still had tiny inklings of self doubt and worry when it came to you being alone with people who had little reason not to be more than friends
He hated his anxiety about it, and felt guilty that there was still any part of his mind that struggled to trust you and your devotion to him
From the start, however, he'd never found himself feeling insecure when you two were together among other people. He always felt that being around you was very grounding, and you seemed to be able to restore all his sensibilities
By now his trust in you is unwavering, and he feels fully secure in the place he has in your heart. There are, however... a few small exceptions to his confidence
It hits the hardest when he's away for long periods of time. Every idle moment is spent thinking of you, and he makes sure to communicate with you as frequently as he can, but eventually the guilt of leaving you alone catches up
He has immense gratitude for the people in your life able to keep you company in his absence, but sooner or later the regret begins to take the shape of a benign jealousy that others are caring for you when he ought to be
He hates feeling so helpless, but the longer he's away the more that shame piles up on his heart. The muted envy that others are getting to do his job is never resentment, he's too grateful that you have support around you. But he certainly does wish he were there with you, reclaiming his responsibilities as your partner
Beyond that, there's little that could put a dent in his faith in your relationship. He knows any attempt to alter your mutual affection will be entirely unsuccessful
If someone does try to make a move on you, he feels in no way threatened, but he's quick to indulge in a little flaunting. A hand sliding down around your waist... Leaning close to your face to speak to you... A kiss to your knuckles... Standing close enough to you that his body brushes yours... All little ways to simultaneously flirt with you and deter those interested
Overall, he's nearly never jealous, and could hardly be a better partner if he tried 🫶
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Asras’ love is built upon many truths. On security, trust. Of knowing and believing.
It’s built on peeling oranges and cracking his thumbs into pomegranates for you. Sifting through the seeds, peeling off the last remains to carefully set the fruits of his labor (literally ) into a bowl where they shine like rubies under the sun that has seen all of his days. His hands may be stained, but the look on your face when you get called into the kitchen is worth it, sticky hands and all.
His love is tucking a pumpkin roll under his arm on the way home, making sure to get one still warm, wrapping it in a spare scarf to keep it that way. So they can watch the steam curl into the air when you break it open. Smiling so bad it hurts when you take the first bite, melting into your seat.
It’s when you have to be carried back to bed, tucked in, taken care of after a night where you just don’t stop pushing yourself. And he’s there, always has been, always will be. There to make sure you won’t be left face first on the kitchen table snoring and getting drool all over your notes. That you won’t be left alone.
It’s when he sits to peel an orange for himself, and always leaving slices for you. He’ll always give his share to you. For what is theirs is yours. An orange slice seems cheap compared to the heart he’s given, but they know in every action is his heart.
And you know it too.
It’s in every lingering touch, always desperate to feel your skin on theirs. Warm. Here. Alive. His.
Always linking pinkies, always holding hands, always squishing his face on your shoulder, pawing at your arms, laying his legs across yours, smoothing his hands down your back.
Every second is one to treasure, and one to remember and lull his heart to ease. For his love isn’t only contained within him, it lives inside you. And he yearns to feel it. Under the skin where it crackles when you meet him, blood rushing with the weight of a thousands words left unsaid. They’ve made a vow, determined to unearth each of them, forcing them to be said.
Somtimes it proves too great, and he pulls away, slipping a hand out of yours. But he’s back all too soon. His hands are awfully cold. Hold them again?
It’s sending Faust to bother you, poking her head through your things before she springs out from under blankets and pillows. Surprise !
If there’s one thing that’s a constant. It’s the love you’ve come to always be surround by. Asras’ love.
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I FORGOT ABOUT THE ARCANA OH MY GOD IM GONNA DEDICATE ALL OF MY TIME TO REREADING ASRA’S ROUTE
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Fun facts about Sunny! Despite never shutting up about Lucio, Asra is still probably my favorite character ever and will always hold a place in my heart <33 i love him so much AGHH
Also it’s incredibly funny that my favorite characters are both Lucio AND Asra because uh. Well. They. Yeah. If you do not understand the context go play arcana (legally forcing you to)/j
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They can have all the flowers they want 🫂💐✨ Request for @linefelcei ! 💜
Just the sketch (no text) below :>
Also, the flowers are supposed to be (September) asters! From what I’ve read they symbolize love, affection, and wisdom, and in Greek “aster” means “star”, so I think they fit Asra hehe 💜 I think he’d enjoy picking up flowers with the apprentice and making their own flower crowns 🌼
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