#Asra speaks

[mandaloresson]

I miss the arcana so much but I cannot be bothered to play all of it again 😭😭😭 what if I just wrote fanfics from memory lmao

#jax speaks #the arcana #the arcana game #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #asra alnazar #lucio montag #lucio morgasson

[wiltingdecay]

transmasc muriel and transfem asra. you agree

#the arcana #asra alnazar #muriel of the kokhuri #'but asra is nonbinary!!' listen very closely. i am speaking directly into your ear. TRANSFEMININITY IS INCLUSIVE OF NONBINARY PEOPLE.

[living-undead]

📩 Simblr question of the day: Does your sim/s or oc/s mispronounce any words? Why? Is it on purpose or accident?

answer in whatever way is most comfortable for you and feel free to share this SQOTD around, make sure to use the hashtag SQOTD and tag me in separate posts ~ 💛

Oh yea, 1000% yes!

Asra struggles with pronunciation and even, sometimes some grammar things, mostly due to a language barrier. Usually whenever she says something it's required that someone else be with her to explain her mad ramblings. 😅

#tysm for the ask 💜 #sometimes she speaks in future-tense #sometimes she forgets certain prepositions #but she always has her heart in the right place ❤️ #i think... 💔 #asra thirst #my ocs #sqotd

[anime-academia]

I'm gonna start saying kuch kuch hota hai whenever something happens

It will be like it is what it is

#idk if this is correct #but its the only phrase i picked up so i must use it #also devani / devana meaning crazy #i shall try to use that as well #asra talks #kkhh #if any of y'all speak hindi pls tell me whether this is actually using it right lol

[magicianapprenticelyra]

Apprenticember—DAY(s) II & III (Part I)

Event created by: @ghoulfriendfangs​

Prompt(s): The LIs and your MC’s relationship with them.

The short of it: Lyra is paired with all the LIs of The Arcana. It’s just split into twelve different timelines. For the sake of readability/not wanting to put readers through thorough essays about each and every bit of said timelines, I’ll do my best to condense each bit into small paragraphs.

Asra—

Overall/In Other Routes: Lyra sees Asra as one of her closest, dearest friends. She’ll always find ways to keep in touch: be it keeping consistent correspondence while out of Vesuvia to finding time in her busy schedule to meet up with them. In Muriel’s route, Asra even officiates the wedding! There is, however, one timeline where their friendship is strained to its limit . . .

Upright (TOR: Compass Rose): He’s been there since the beginning of it all. Even if she can’t remember six of the nine years she’s actually known Asra, she wants nothing more than to make new memories with him. Be it in Vesuvia or some far-flung place on the continent over, she’s always found a home wherever Asra is.

Reversed (TOR: Songbird): Asra’s everything to her. He’s everything she’s ever known. He's also the only thing that she remembers.

[more under the cut!]

***

Nadia—

Overall/In Other Routes: Depending whether Lyra’s in an Upright or Reversed timeline, Lyra can be anywhere between having the utmost of respect for the Countess, to being totally neutral/indifferent. As a woman in her position, Nadia has a lot of responsibilities; Lyra doesn’t envy her in the slightest. If they’re friends, Lyra’s a visitor that Nadia looks forward to see. If they’re estranged or on hostile/unfriendly terms, at best it is awkward. At worst, it’s bitter and angry.

Upright (TOR: Emerald): Initially, Lyra only knew her as the widowed Countess. As she learned more about Nadia, she found a kindred spirit. While busy with their duties, they find each other—and their friends/loved ones—to lean on. The pair push each other to be better, and to do their best with whatever energies they have on a day to day basis.

Reversed (TOR: Ruby): With the new Devil being her significant other, Lyra’s found herself having many freedoms. Said freedoms, however, are at that the end of a very, very long leash. With the slightest sign of her Devil needing her presence, Lyra’s instantly transported back to the seat of Nadia’s throne. While free to do as she wishes, Lyra’s internal turmoil isn’t quelled in the least.

***

Julian—

Overall/In Other Routes: At best, she gets along with the fellow pun-loving doctor. At worst, interactions between the two of them can be either awkward or leave one or both of them completely and utterly exasperated. Julian isn’t the easiest person to be around, whether or not he does it intentionally. Lyra knows the man means well 89% of the time, but his flair for the dramatics makes her shake her head.

Upright (TOR: Voyager): Their relationship starts off not unlike a roller coaster. He’s wanted for murder, yet he doesn’t remember much from his time in the Red Plague. Lyra knows there’s more to the doctor than he lets on, especially when time and time again it seems like he’s a death seeker. After things are resolved, Lyra and Julian learn each other’s styles of affection. While Lyra is the more ‘serious’ of the pair, she’s not uptight to the point Julian’s shenanigans feel grating. Despite their very obvious differences, deep down beneath, they both care for the same things. They just go about it differently, especially when magic gets involved.

Reversed (TOR: Undertaker): They both have nightmares that feel endless. Both their bodies have changed, and they’re both doing their best to cope with it. Julian’s become something of a raven-based harpy, and Lyra’s shifting into a black sheep of sorts. Travelling together, Julian doesn’t pry much into what Lyra’s seen en route to finding him. It only comes up when Scout and Julian assist Lyra in sheering the excess amount of wool off of her skin and face. Despite it all, they’re together, and looking for their loved ones in their changed world. So long as they’re together, they can do anything.

A/N: It’s been taking longer than I would’ve liked to finish this, so I’m splitting this into two parts instead. If you made it this far, thanks for reading! Part 2 should be coming along soon enough.

PART 2: [TBA]

#apprenticember #The Arcana #fan apprentice #ghoulfriendfangs #magicianapprenticelyra #Asra Alnazar #Asra #Nadia Satrinava #Julian Devorak #the scribe speaks #the scribe writes #The Observation Room #TOR: Compass Rose #TOR: Songbird #TOR: Voyager #TOR: Undertaker #TOR: Ruby #TOR: Emerald

[trypanophobiic]

NAH CAUSE THEY HAD NO RIGHT TO DO THIS. ASRA SCARING THE SHIT OUT OF ME DURING HIS ROUTE W THIS BULLSHIT. I THOUGHT MY APPRENTICE WAS ABOUT TO DIE.

#the arcana #asra alzanar #me #i speak #writing #bookmarked #also what is it with the imagery of asra and the apprentice being storms. Interesting #i hope this fandom isnt dead. #ive been on the lookout for a restock of the official tarot deck from the company #if anyone is willing to sell theirs to me #i am willing to buy it!!!!! #😭 please

[messiahzzz]

sometimes you just

#the arcana #asra alnazar #sir this is my emotional support plushie #it speaks

[zozo-01]

mama i just wanna talk about the stubborn werewolf and their grumpy vampire being cute but nooooooo

now im thinking about their angsty futures and bittersweet endings

#asra and ris #i am blaming both of you #this is zo speaking

[teeth-farie]

Me: I’d love to write asra saying things in other languages! Considering he canonically speaks a whole bunch, I think it’d be a fun thing to write :3

Also me: sudden realization I’d have to use google translate and butcher everything

#I am in quite the predicament #the main language I wanted to scatter in asras dialogue was Arabic #but the only language I speak is English so. #google translate it is #so for future reference. if you speak that language and it reads horribly please forgive me

[starsgift]

✦. —  @chaosmultiverse​  //   ♥‘d.

              To say they were surprised would be a severe understatement,    as the LAST time Asra saw any of their friends was BEFORE they knew Jinx had taken hold.    They didn’t even know if the other Luz’s had survived until they were face to face with her.   Rox,    Asra distinctly remembered.    She was about their age,   the ONLY Luz in their group that had been.

                 Since the last time they’d talked,   Rox was definitely older,   a little TALLER than them,    though this was not a surprise to Asra.    Most Luz’s they met thus far seemed to grow taller than them at some point.    It also looked like she grew her hair out a bit,    definitely a UNIQUE decision amongst their alternates,   one Asra didn’t know how to take.     

                        Come to think of it,    Asra had changed quite a bit since the last time they’d spoken,   too.    The most GLARING difference would have to be the markings on their face,   very similar to the mimic’s mask,   the Mark of Eshu (symbolism someone like Rox MAY or MAY NOT be able to recognize,   since she had fought Jinx alongside Asra and the others).    Aside from that,    they seemed less determined than they had been back then.    Exhausted,   even.    Less visibly noticeable,   just as important nonetheless,   they were NO LONGER mortal.    Not something they would share,   more than likely.

         Asra was hit by a wave of relief,   seeing their former friend alive and well;     they had HOPED they’d survived the recovery of Jinx’s deceit form.     

                         ......but of course,   that relief was short-lived.    Asra also recalled the HURT they’d felt the day Rox left  (as everyone did,   eventually).   Not that they entirely blamed anyone for leaving,    if Asra were in their shoes,    they would have left too.    Asra brought them into perils battles with a GOD,   they watched their friends fall slowly........agonizingly.     It was Asra’s fault they were defeated,   it was Asra’s fault that they had to live with the NIGHTMARES and SCARS each battle left.    All of it because they naively thought they could fight fate itself,   so they dragged others to their doom.    Over and over again.

               With a heavy sigh,   the teen turned their back,   all but prepared to make their exit.    There was SO MUCH on their mind,   so many feelings Asra wasn’t sure how to convey.    Unfortunately for both parties,   in the face of discomfort,    their response was to DISSOCIATE more often than not.   

                         They had to go.    Visit Jinx or something.    Their head was swimming and it made them feel ILL.    Asra desperately hoped Rox wouldn’t recognize them.   They were already shutting down,   they could feel it.

#「 asra┊ic 」 #chaosmultiverse #/ sorry for the novel;; u obviously dont have to match this length #/ asra just had a lot of thoughts and not a lot of words to actually speak #/ if this doesn't work i can change stuff up!! #/ but i tried my best

[saucy-mew]

am I going to be shameful and post arcana omo

maybe

#i feel so bad for wanting muriel to piss but like. god. #and julian O F C #you cannot tell me that man would not be into it #nsft #arcana #omo #omorashi #mew speaks #dabbling in a bit of asra as well >:3c #and ngl it sounds kinda fun to fuck with lucio and make him suffer #all 👏 arcana 👏 boys 👏 must 👏 piss #gdi now I'm thinking of valerius - he'd be a fun victim

[mandaloresson]

MY ENTIRE. ENTIRE. ASRA X MC FANFIC GOT DELETED. DUE TO DOCS BEING FUCKING STUPID. I'M GOING TO SCREAM.

there wasn't too much but I still have to rewrite everything. I'm going insane.

#jax speaks #the arcana #the arcana mc #asra alnazar #asra x mc #jax rants

[hanaasbananas]

cannot believe i'm getting flustered by all these fictional characters flirting with me sksksk honestly nadia can get it

#banana speaks 🍌 #i like asra too but ill prob do juliens route first #the thing is i like asra but...his name is too similar to my mums for my comfort sksksk its literally ONE letter thats different #and i dont like to be predictable and was kinda annoyed when my cousin told me to play and then told me who she knew id like #i was like..yeah RIGHT no u dont #(she did) #im tempted to not do juliens route just to prove her wrong but.... #...i want to... #damn im too predictable #the arcana

[alotsgonnachange]

Broke: asra isn’t written well or fairly

woke: asra is actually written perfectly because this is just what geminis are like

#sorry for mid afternoon gemini slander but i’m like this website’s oracle of delphi i speak my truth and piss everybody off #asra alnazar

[wiltingdecay]

[makes a dni but the only thing on it is "dni if you call asra a yandere"]

#''respect all headcanons-'' no <3 #how do you misinterpret a character this badly. also yandere is an inherently shitfuck garbage trope anyway #wrapping my bestie asra in a fluffy blanket and shielding him from you as we speak #also like. don't romanticise stalking and abuse no matter who the character is? just a thot

[magicianapprenticelyra]

Discovering the Nonbinary (1/6)

For years, Lyra’s known that she’s an Ace. Figuring out she’s Nonbinary, however, is a whole different journey.

The following text describes how she finds and figures out this part of herself with her LI.

[Timeline: Before the Red Plague and then the UPRIGHT ending].

Asra’s seen signs of it for as long as they’ve known Lyra. First were the repeated frustrations: of how the culture she came from would oppress people because of the parts they were born with; how she was seen less-than-capable beside her male peers . . .

Then, there were the longing gazes at the fashion sensibilities of the masc-presenting. Lyra would outright lament that while she was happy being a woman, the fact others less worthy of her time—in their opinion, of course [Lyra was too polite to say that]—would jam her in boxes without her input.

At the same time, Lyra had tried on very masculine-leaning outfits. A majority of them were James’s old shirts and trousers. While she desperately wanted to like them, Lyra would end up ripping those clothes off within seconds. Time to time, Asra would witness the poor girl clawing at her skin for hours after the fact.

During a quiet night, sitting on her window bench, Asra brought up that maybe, juuuuust maybe, she’s like them. When Lyra pressed for more context, they’d respond with “I’m not a boy. I’m me.”

They wouldn’t get to explore it further in that lifetime: within just a fortnight, Asra slammed the shop’s door behind themself, leaving Lyra to deal with the Red Plague.

*** [UPRIGHT ENDING] ***

It’s during their time in and around the Infinite Bazaar that Asra notices something familiar: the longing gazes, the critical stares of herself within mirrors—

“You’ve been pulling at your shirttails again.”

It’s an evening not too unlike the night of that long-ago conversation. The air is balmy, the breeze cool. The room they’re staying at has a small balcony. The two magicians sit with their backs against the walls bracketing the doorway, pensive.

“Have I?” Lyra looks down at her shirt. Upon seeing that she’s already plucked loose quite a few stitches, Lyra stuffs her hands into her pant pockets.

“Damn it . . .” she sighs.

“. . . Do you not like that style anymore?” Asra straightens up from their slouch. As they look on at her, Lyra chews on her lower lip.

“No . . .” Hugging her knees to her chest, Lyra rocks side to side. “I dunno why I’m like this lately . . .”

“It’s certainly bothering you.”

“No kidding,” Lyra replies, wry.

Asra shifts, moving to sit in front of their partner. They reach toward her, offering out their hands, palms up. Lyra reaches out in turn, wincing in apology for her clammy hands.

“Are you cold?”

“A lil-AH!” Lyra squeaks as Asra yanks her into their arms. She’s thrown into a fit of giggles as they kiss her forehead, cheeks, her knuckles—!”

“ASRAAAAAAAAAAA!” She jolts when her partner peppers her neck in kisses, exclaiming, “Th-that tic-Noooooooo!!!”

Asra relents. Nevertheless, the couple continue to laugh. They both have tears coming down their cheeks. Their individual sets of laughter float down, echoing through the empty street. A sourpuss down below hollers up at them to shut up, but neither pay the stranger too much mind.

After the pair pull themselves together, they snuggle closer to one another. Facing each other in the crescent’s moonlight, a set of dark, tawny eyes meet amethyst.

“Are you feeling better?” Asra inquires softly. They tuck errant strands of hair behind Lyra’s ear, earning a hum in response. When she nuzzles those very same fingers, Asra's heart pounds in their ribcage. Lyra can’t help but chuckle at this.

“Please don’t pass out on me.”

“I won’t,” Asra retorts. They gently sandwich his love’s face between their hands, delighting in how her cheeks feel in his palms. They’re soon unable to contain their laughter as Lyra purses her lips and makes glub glub glub sounds.

“You’d be a terrible fish,” they muse.

“No kidding—between us, you’re the one that can breathe underwater,” Lyra murmurs, her eyebrows pinching together. The bespectacled magician attempts to squint critically at them. Her smile, however, betrays her faux indignance.

Asra couldn’t help but to draw Lyra close again, nuzzling her nose to nose. In turn, Lyra angles her head just so, and kisses their lips.

⁂ ⁂ ⁂

“She snores like you.”

With their heads close to each other, Lyra and Asra lie parallel to Faust. The little morph is happily settled on the cushiest pillow, slotted carefully on the upper right corner of the bed. She is, indeed, quietly snoring.

“I don’t snore,” Asra chuckles, jostling their prone partner. “You on the other hand—”

“I’m not that bad!” Lyra snorts, shaking her head. “I don’t wake you up with my snoring . . . do I?” The very thought seems to mortify her.

“No, you don’t,” Asra reassures, smile small and fond. With one arm, Asra situates a pillow under their cloud-haired head.

Before long, Asra reaches out toward Lyra. They open up their arms, making grabby motions for their partner to come closer. Giggling, Lyra slots herself into the space they’ve provided. With a contented sigh, she tucks her head closer to them.

“Do you want to go to the fabrics district again?” Asra’s lips just press into Lyra’s forehead. Though muffled, she understood her fellow magician.

“Hm? What for?”

“Well, while we’re both relatively the same size,” Asra playfully pokes Lyra’s sides, making her giggle, “my tastes are a bit different than yours.”

“We’ve barely scratched the surface of the Infinite Bazaar!”

“I will take you to the papercrafts people afterward~”

“. . .you drive a hard bargain, my love,” Lyra exhales, chuckling. “I’m not sure where to start, though . . .”

Asra’s gaze shifts over to the nightstand. Sitting prettily side by side are their hat, and Lyra’s.

“Perhaps something androgynous to match with that, mmm?”

Lyra’s gaze follows where Asra’s ended up. Seeing what they meant brings a delighted smile to her face.

The love of her life is soon blessed with a smattering of kisses. The pair lose track of time, content to receive and reciprocate every nuzzle, kiss, and gentle touch their partner provided.

A/N: This took so much longer than expected, but the end result was WORTH IT!!! :D

Thank you so much if you’ve read this far; I appreciate every moment.

#The Arcana #fan apprentice #Asra #asra x apprentice #Asra Alnazar #magicianapprenticelyra #about this apprentice #TOR: Compass Rose #the scribe writes #the scribe speaks