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Little sun stimboard! ☀

[the-arcana-asra-thot]

Asra × Female!Reader

• (Y/N) is having an anxiety attack and suffocates herself into fainting and then Asra finds her and is like

     - wtf no

     - uhh,,, I need to comfort my baby!! !!

     - and then imma ask her what the heckle she did and reassure her that I love her bc I do >:((

• And ye!!

//tw- mentions of anxiety attack and suicide attempt\\

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Hot tears streamed down my face as I trashed and kicked, making my blankets and sheets fall off my bed.

My barely present nails raked down my arms, leaving pulsing red marks down my appendages. I clenched my teeth and winced at the sensation.

I gripped at my hair and pulled, my lungs heaving with effort.

I let out a long held in cry, hearing it echo in the small shelter of Asra's room.

I fucking hate myself. Why does anyone even give me the time of day? Probably because they pity me. Who wouldn't? I'm just a hopeless lost cause, after-fucking-all. Or they just use me and then they will throw me aside once I'm drained and even more futile than before.

I sat up abruptly and slapped my hand over my mouth painfully.

I don't deserve to let it out. I deserve to self-implode and die agonizingly.

I stopped breathing, hoping to silence my pathetic sobbing. I knit my brows together and shut my eyes tight, concentrating on shutting the fuck up.

Suddenly, my world became dizzy and twisted; distorted intensely.

I didn't let go, though. I kept my hand firm over my damp nose and mouth, suffocating myself with increasing effort.

I opened my eyes and blinked my tears away, attempting to get rid of any signs of struggle.

I honestly couldn't tell if I was slipping out of consciousness or if I was closing my eyes; I couldn't decipher anything that was going on; my mind was clouded by a storm of pessimistic thoughts, and I restrained myself of any liberties at the moment, anyway.

••°°°°••

I wake up with sunlight dappling my features, highlighting every inch of my face. My throat is dry and my head is reeling. I attempt to sit up, but to no avail. I was exhausted.

I saw water on a small, carved wooden table. I reached a shaking hand toward it and gripped the contained liquid. I threw all my strength into sitting up, and this time, I was successful.

I brought the bowl to my mouth, being pleasantly surprised by the feeling the warm sensation that the heated stone caused my lips to feel.

The water smelled of honey and sugar.

I smiled weakly. This would make me feel much better.

I let the warm, welcoming liquid slip down my throat and swallowed it slowly, relishing the feeling.

Quicker than I would have liked, the liquid was less than a mere drop in the bottom of the bowl. I set it back on the bedside table.

I let my memories of the previous events flood back to me. Dread overcame my senses.

Asra must have seen me like that. Oh, no.. I didn't want him to see me like that. I.. I let myself go because I thought he wouldn't be back for a while.... he.. must've sensed something had gone awry.

I groaned and buried my face in my slender hands, feeling my eyes to be extremely puffy.

I gently pushed away the covers that Asra had presumably laid overtop of me.

My bare feet touched the polished wooden surface of the floor, the chill shooting up my legs.

I shivered and headed to the bathroom, looking in the small mirror Asra keeps on a shelf in his wardrobe.

I looked like hell.

Well, it felt as though I had experienced it, so.. close enough.

I smoothed my hair down and continued my minuscule trip. I felt the even colder tiles touch the soles of my feet.

I gasped slightly before grabbing the brush I had abandoned on the bathroom counter.

I brushed it through my hair, making my (thin/thick) and (hair type) hair volumize. 

I let the faucet water run, waiting for it to warm up; I was tired of feeling cold.

I let my fingers travel under the flowing water, attempting to let the feeling resonate within me.

I dampened my hair, making it flatten and getting rid of the frizz.

Once I was done, I turned the water to be frigid and rubbed my eyes, hoping to subside both the puffiness and redness that infested my eyes.

I sighed sharply before walking down the steps and looked into the booth that we held our tarot readings in.

I reached out lazily to brush back the curtains and entered the shop proper.

As soon as I entered the main room, I felt warm arms wrap around my waist and felt hair softer than cotton tickle my forehead.

I gasped, startled.

Soon, I eased into the hug that Asra had provided me, letting his love and comforting presence wash over me.

His voice was barely above a whisper when I felt his breath caress my ear.

"Did you attempt any-... anything yesterday?" His voice wavered, and his usually steady breathing hitched a bit before resuming, this time slightly more shaky.

My shoulders drooped with guilt. I didn't think he would know.

"I-I.. no."

The words hung in the air, obsolete with any meaning or truth, and Asra could sense that.

"(Y/N)," he began cautiously, "Are you telling the truth?"

He pulled back so he could look into my eyes.

His soft lavender orbs were not warm and happy as per usual, but hurt and worried. Barely evident tears lined his bottom lid.

"Asra, I-"

He grabbed my shoulders, his lips quivering.

"Don't lie to me! Please, I need to help you. I.. I need you."

His words cut deeper than the sharpest blade could ever.

I looked away. Guilt was emanating from my entire being as my (eye color) eyes searched the floor, seemingly for an answer or distraction.

He pulled me close to his body and let out a weak sob.

"Pl-please don- don't ever do anyth-thing like that again," Asra choked out, sniffling as he held me closer than he ever has before.

Silent tears streamed down my face.

"I won't. Ever. Please, don't cry.." my words wavered and I rubbed circles into Asra's back, wanting to calm him and reassure him I will never leave him.

He continued to sob and I rocked him back and forth and slowly led him to the couch in the back room and sat down next to him, still cradling his form in my arms.

Once he had calmed down a bit, he met my gaze.

Wiping tears from his beautiful eyes, he said, "Promise y-you won't ever-.. ever take yours-self away from me?"

"Oh, Asra.. I promise. Sincerely. I wouldn't ever want to hurt you like that," I said, giving off my most honest aura. "Please know that. I love you, and I would never even come close to damaging you like that."

Asra seemed satisfied with the answer and pulled me into his lap and made me straddle him.

Once again, we sat in silence. The only sounds we listened to each other's shaking breath and in sync heartbeat.

I let my fingers run through his soft hair and rubbed his back with my other hand.

"I love you. So, so, so much. Never forget that," Asra mumbled into my chest.

I smiled sadly. "I know. I won't. I love you, too. More than anything I've ever known."

I pressed my lips to the top his head, hoping to reassure him that my words held the utmost truth.

••°°°°••

I wake up with warmth surrounding my frame, comfortable as ever.

I smile and find Asra's hand, bringing it up to my lips in an affectionate manner.

"Hello, beautiful. Had a good rest, I hope?" He mumbled, his voice groggy from sleep.

I chuckled. "Yes, it was lovely. What about you?" I turned around to look into his eyes that I adored too much to put into words.

"The most fantastic sleep I've had in a while." He smiled and pulled me closer.

"Mm, that's probably because you're always sleeping somewhere foreign, hm?~" I tease him, propping myself up with my elbows.

"You got me," he spoke. "Stay here, I'll make us some food. Also, I'm keeping the shop closed today. I'm thinking we should take this as a vacation day for just the two of us~" he prompted as he walked out of the doorway.

"Sounds like a plan, my love," I call to him, snuggling into the couch, already missing his warmth.

My fingers grasp onto his shawl that he left behind, bringing it close to my face.

I let his scent enter my nose, filling me with bliss.

He smells like his favorite smoky-tasting tea and cinnamon- with a hint of vanilla, as well.

I smiled and yawned, content with my life.

I get up, longing for his presence.

"What are you making? Smells delicious~"

He looks back at me, smiling.

In that moment, my breath was taken away and I knew he was the only one I am ever going to love and that he is all that I will ever need.

"Asra.." I breathe out, taking in all of his features.

He turns around and cups my cheeks in his hands, suddenly concerned at my change in demeanor.

"Are you alright, my love?" His concerned eyes search my face.

"I.. I think I just fell in love with you all over again." I laugh, peppering his face with kisses.

"Ah, I do that all the time," he whispers, drawing me close.

We stare into each other's eyes with small, contented smiles dancing on our face.

"I-" we both began at the same time.

Asra laughed and I beamed in amusement.

"You go ahead, (Y/N)."

I smile and brush a stray curl out his his face so I could see more of his dazzling features.

"I just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me. Nothing you do could ever make me not love you, much less dislike. You.. You're so perfect, and I'm overjoyed I got to be a part of your life, and you a part of mine. I feel privileged and lucky to have gotten to spend any time at all with you. I guess what I'm trying to say is.. I love you. Unconditionally. No one else could make me love them more than I love you, no matter what they did or however hard they tried. Just know I will forever be here for you, and know that you are appreciated, even when we have a small quarrel."

The words slip out of my mouth so easily, as if already engraved in my brain. Or rather, heart.

Asra scooped me in flush against his body and kissed me with burning and powerful love. No other emotion besides love and happiness was poured into that kiss.

I felt warm and protected in his strong grip.

Nothing could ever feel more welcome and blissful as this. Just Asra and I. 

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That was eh.

I liked it but,,

I kinda

h a t e d

the uh

ending.

[adhdari]

Sorry for my lack of posting art! Here's a doodle I did with a random ballpoint pen!

[the-arcana-asra-thot]

Asra × Female!Reader

•Asra came up to (Y/N) and was like

    - hey u thot

    - come "sailing" with me

•And (Y/N) was all like

    - I thought it was supposed to be a lazy day but shit oh well lmao

//slight lime\\

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"Wait, what? I thought today was just gonna be a.. ya know.. a lazy day. Just for us." (Y/N) grabbed Asra's hand as he reached for his coat.

"Well, yeah, but... I've been wanting to do this with you for ages now. And you know how we barely ever had time in the past because of.. that situation," Asra stated, using exaggerated hand gestures.

"Right. Today does have nice weather, so I'd prefer to go out today, anyway," (Y/N) compromised, a smile forming on her soft, pink lips.

Asra grinned and suddenly enveloped (Y/N) in a warm embrace.

She blinked in confusion. Nevertheless, she returned the gesture with just as much, if not more, warmth.

When Asra pulled away (Y/N) asked, "What was that for?" A slight giggle lacing her voice.

"You deserve it."

She smiled genuinely, love filling her as she grabbed Asra's hand and kissed his plump lips.

Her hands trailed up his arms as his hands found her hips. She cradled his face as their magic energy combined effortlessly and harmoniously.

The kiss lasted a tender moment before Asra pulled back to unlock and release the charms on the door.

The intricate designs on the rosewood door glowed as Asra held out his palms.

(Y/N) reached for the door handle and opened it for Asra.

"After you," she said cheekily, winking at her significant other.

Asra laughed heartily.

"I love you."

"I love you more."

••°°°°••

"oh mY GOD!" (Y/N) wheezed as she lost her footing while walking over the smooth, damp stones covered with algae and other aquatic plants.

Asra's soft, strong hands grabbed her forearms and pulled her flush against his body.

"Be careful," he teased, a wide, beautiful smile painting his stunning features.

"I am, oh, so glad I have you, Asra, as my knight in shining armor. Whatever would I have done without you, my darling?" (Y/N) said, seemingly mocking Ilya in his community plays.

Asra laughed at her and then continued to say, "Seriously. Be careful."

They walked hand-in-hand over to the small boat with carved features of a fox, a(n) (your familiar's species), and a large snake.

"Hm. How accustomed to us," (Y/N) observed, trailing her fingers across the divots in the mahogany wood, exploring every dip and curve on it.

Asra watched her movement and coughed, his face reddening.

His thoughts trailed back to the many passionate, intimate moments he and (Y/N) had shared when she had touched him like that.

"Um.. Y- Yeah. I-I had it custom made.. f-for us."

(Y/N) looked to her significant other, her (E/C) orbs looking over his tanned face.

"You okay, there, love?" She asked, her voice dripping with concern.

"Yeah, no, of course. I'm fine. What- um.. What about you?" He replied, his tone of voice not quite helping his case.

"I've known you for ten years. What's wrong?" She said, motioning for him to get in the boat. Her eyebrows were furrowed as she grabbed his hands and kept them in hers.

"Nothing, really. It's just.. I saw.. You-.. The- the way you, like, ran your hands across the, um, boat made me think.. Of things.." He trailed off, picking at the hem of his top. His face was a deep red, rivaling a juicy beet.

(Y/N) smirked and laughed at him. "My God. You could have just said so."

She leaned forward and placed her hands on his thighs as she kissed Asra deeply.

Asra's right hand tangled in her hair while his left gripped her inner thigh, letting his thumb rub circles into the soft flesh.

(Y/N) let the taller figure take control as he lowered her to the bottom of the boat.

Asra lifted up her shirt, exposing her (F/C) bra.

"Wow. Trying to make it inconvenient for me, now, are we?" He said, his light amethyst gaze boring into (Y/N)'s soft (E/C) eyes.

It was her turn to blush. (Y/N)'s face was similar to that of a searing star; very, very hot. She looked away from his lustful gaze, a small smile spreading across her face.

Asra laughed a bit and unclipped her bra, throwing it to the front of the boat. (Y/N) gasped at the action. It response, Asra only shrugged.

He let his hands roam her chest, fondling with the nibs of her breasts. (Y/N) stifled a moan by biting her fingers.

Asra looked up at her and grabbed her wrists.

"Don't. I want to hear all of your whimpers and moans."

(Y/N)'s face showed evident shock.

"But- But we're still at the docks. What if someone hears?" Her words trailed off, hanging in the air. "Don't Ilya and Pasha come here often?"

Asra smirked. "I don't care. It'll let them know you're mine," he growled close to (Y/N)'s ear.

Those words suddenly set (Y/N) off, seeing this resulted in her moaning slightly.

The noise obviously aroused Asra, since he immediately tore off her shirt completely, as well as his own.

Asra leaned down and attacked (Y/N)'s neck, leaving dsrk red marks dotting her soft skin.

Asra licked and nibbled at the flesh, his mouth working skillfully on her. He landed on her collarbone and bit down gently.

This expelled a slightly louder moan from (Y/N)'s throat, and she gripped his hair, massaging his scalp.

"Mm, Asra.."

The situation only escalated from there..

••°°°°••

"Pasha, hurry! The sun is almost-"

I'm cut off by a sharp moan that sounded... oddly familiar?

I skid to a halt, looking back to Pasha for reassurance.

"Y-you heard that, right?" I ask, searching my sister's soft gaze.

"Heard-?"

"Asra~" the person moaned out again.

Wait-...

(Y)-

(Y/N)?

Oh, no. This is.. not okay.

"Pasha, we're leaving. Nope, turn around. Go back. Hurry, run," I demanded.

She had a reddened face as the moaning sounded again, but this time lower and more urgent.

"That s-.. that sounds a lot like A-"

I cut her off by raising my hand.

"That's because it is, and we need to leave."

"O-okay!! Gladly!"

••°°°°••

Asra closed the shop door as he and his partner entered their home once again.

"That felt amazing~" Asra commented, snaking his arms around (Y/N)'s waist, sliding his fingers to rest just under the hem of her pants.

"That's seconded~ We should do that more often.." (Y/N) turned around and let her hand rest on the nape of Asra's neck, pulling him down for a warm kiss.

"Definitely."

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This,, is the closest I'll go to ever doing smut or lemon •~•

So like

Pls spare me and dont request anything more spicy than this

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