Got any headcanons for Asra at a rave/music festival?
I certainly do....🎶💖🤘💖👽💖🦄💖🍄💖🍀💖🎶
As you look around, you can easily imagine Asra living in a place like this.
Naturally when he saunters by, people stop what they’re doing just to stare. And stare. And stare -- all for good reason.
Expect him to be wearing all the beads. All the mesh. All the neon. Iridescent angel wings. Marbled hell horns. We’re talking Pastel Deity in the Flesh.
Ah, and the sweet nipple peek!
He’s showing so much fucking skin – what’s naturally tan becomes a shimmering bronze under the coatings of gold dust
Next to him, you look like a goddamn arts and crafts project. Yikes.
Of course Asra knows several of the DJs performing. So you’re getting in for free – lucky you!
Oh and what’s this? Asra hands you a little treat. Hm. Looks like chocolate, smells like it too. Soft gooey center. Where did you get these, Asra?
Why are you asking so many questions? The music is too fucking loud for that and you are in row zero. Practically swallowing all the glitter cascading off the stage.
But Asra’s voice is never far away, whooping, calling, chanting any lyrics interspersed with those energetic cacophonous melodies.
He’s dancing hard against you. Not that you have a problem with that. People are staring again, wishing they were you right now. Asra seems to sense their attention too. He loops his body around yours and grabs you in all the right places, announcing to the audience: Mine.
Then he takes you by the chin and really gives them something to stare at.
The sky turns dark. The stage glows. Fireworks take off. Your head is light, but your body is heavy with sweat and fatigue from dancing. You try to hold on because you can tell that Asra is in this for the long haul. He’s dancing like he gives no fucks and whenever he catches your eye… yes, it’s quite clear that he does want to fuck.
The adrenaline between you rages on under the waterfall of glitter and the shock-inducing light show.
Asra holds you tightly through it all and whispers, “Brace yourself.”
Because when that final beat drops, you and him will be the only ones levitating above the crowd.