#you're so nice ahajdfh

[salsdemise]

Hey hey heeyyy :)))

first of all i just wanted to say that i love ur posts smm 🥺❤

Could i please request a bit of a comfort fic for Asra regarding a mc (fem!reader- she/her) who is deeply insecure about her height!?

For context i am Asra's height and i always felt soooo insecure about being tall and not being perceived as feminine enough for a woman :(

Asra is such a comfort character for me svsbsb i started following you since that post about the teasing!mc AND OH GOD, THAT PART WHERE HES TALKING ABOUT HOW MUCH HE LOVES THE APPRENDICE TO OTHER PEOPLE LITERALLY CHOKESLAMMED MY HEART AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AND THE TAKING HER AWAY TO DANCE???????DAYUMMMMMM✋😩

sorry for being so long hsvshab love yaaa <3

AAAA ANON TY SM THAT MEANS A LOT!!

I’m so glad you liked that fic!! I’m more than glad to write this for you! Tall women are super pretty and just as feminine as short or average height women!!

and its a-ok this was a little long!

Asra x fem!mc who’s insecure about being as tall as them :))

Notes: switching between they/them and he/him for asra, love for tall women <3/p, s/o used for you instead of y/n or mc lol(this fic kinda sucks so theres hcs at the bottom!), asra's text is in pink

Cw: body dysmorphia, generally just kinda self-doubt.

Today was tiring, for both you and Asra. While Asra went out to help Nadia with surveying her people, asking what they thought was an issue to be fixed, you stayed home, at the shop, running it and closing. Being left alone all day, with your thoughts and such, made you exhausted.

When Asra came home, he half expected you to be asleep at the counter, faust on your shoulders. But upon entering and seeing the shop tidy and quiet, he ventured upstairs to your shared room. What they weren’t expecting was to see you laying on the bed, curled in a ball and looking tired and sad.

“S/O? What’s wrong?” they spoke, taking off their scarf, bag and vest as well as their boots before sitting on the bed next to your curled up form.

You sighed, moving so you could sit up, your knees pulled to your chest, “Asra, am I,,I dunno, am I,, not feminine enough?”

Asra was visibly shocked at your words, putting their hands on your shoulders, “My dear, where is this coming from so suddenly? Why would you think you’re not ‘feminine’ enough?”

“My height, Asra. I’m as tall as you are, don’t you think it’s a little weird? A girl like me, as tall as her partner is-is weird!”

“Oh s/o, don’t you think like that. Just because you’re tall doesn’t mean you're any less feminine. It just means we’re the same height, and there’s nothing ‘weird’ or wrong about that,” Asra brings you into a hug, holding you close to his chest, your arms wrap around him too. “Height doesn’t define masculinity or femininity. You could be as tall as Muriel and still be just as feminie as smaller women. You’re perfect the way you are, my love.”

Smiling, you moved to kiss his cheek, “Thank you, Asra.” “Of course, my dear.” Bonus: hcs!(bc the fic kinda sucked) -Asra fucking loves you no matter what, if you wear heels that make you taller than him he swoons

-He’ll re-assure you for anything. No matter what

-if someone caused this insecurity by commenting on it, him, pasha and Ilya will be,,talking to them -You guys can probably wear each others clothes and they’ll be dressing up like you sometimes

- you mentioned you liked the dancing bit last time so,,,

-Asra likes to just take you places and dance with you and will even set it up so that as it goes on he’ll be able to bend down to kiss you -like that one scene of greg and rose from SU where he tries to fuse with her -he likes picking you up even if it is just that little bit and you end up on the floor -he loves that you’re as tall as him though.

-they don’t know why it’s just cool