Oct 4, 2023
What are masquerades for if not sneaking off with your partner to shag with pretty outfits on?
That’s the way Asra was thinking, anyway
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What are masquerades for if not sneaking off with your partner to shag with pretty outfits on?
That’s the way Asra was thinking, anyway
Link to full under cut
Oh boy
“It’s good to be home. I missed you, Alexander."
I played heart hunter and this line absolute took me out, I had to draw them.
If you saw me post this before no you didn’t
Sacha dressed by Asra tho 😆
studies show that when Asra dresses Alexander the results are both Purple and Gay
Spring is on the way, so you know what that means..!
I said last year that I’d do a Spring Wedding Charm for Alexander, and now I’ve finally done one!
Details and some mashups with his LI’s charms (including Vissenta’s gorgeous design by @vissentasknivesout) under the cut!
Alexander’s gate is based on one of his favourite locations in Nalba: Loch Domhainn, framed by Beinn nan Craobhan Giuthais. It’s always twilight, with the first of the evening stars just appearing in the sky.
He feels at home here, more than anywhere else, really.
Plus a lil fake screenshot mini ficlet with Asra!
“Make of our hands one hand, make of our hearts one heart...
...Make of our lives one life,
Day after day, one life.”
- West Side Story
I think about the fact that Asra and MC canonically share a heart A Lot. And I’m very Soft for it.
I also wanted to draw Asra in their palace gown again, and experiment with a new outfit for Alexander
Extra details under the cut
oo how about holding hands #30 for sachasra? :]
The green dappled light of a setting sun filtering through the trees was warm on Alexander and Asra's backs as they walked an invisible but well-trod path through the wood in comfortable silence, shoulder to shoulder. Their tread was slow, tired from their day's work, but not yet weary. Rather, they drank in the tranquillity around them, the calls of birds, the light shush of breeze through the branches, the nigh imperceptible creak of the trees themselves. As they walked, Alexander's hand brushed ever so lightly against Asra's. Asra, a gentle smile growing on his lips, threaded his fingers through Alexander's and squeezed lightly, which Alexander returned with a soft, happy exhale. They lingered with their hands joined for a heartbeat, then let them fall back to their sides as they continued the journey home.