Ashveil is the complete package of drama: romantic, dramatic, and theatrical. He loves making extravagant entrances, exaggerating and emphasizing certain emotions or past events, and reciting dramatic lines at the perfect moment. He's incredibly flamboyant.
He easily blames himself when things go wrong, even if he wasn't involved. Ashveil unconsciously carries a tremendous sense of responsibility that ends up being projected onto almost everything around him.
He's secretly a fashion lover. He enjoys watching fashion shows and following clothing styles that go against everyday casualness. Still, he only yearns for cool clothes, since he doesn't have much money for it.
He's very protective and possessive, though he hides it well. He doesn't like sharing the people he loves with others, nor does he enjoy having them constantly at risk or far away from him. He would never openly admit it, but he's much clingier than he lets on.
His love language is acts of service and quality time. Ashveil automatically volunteers to do things for you, adopting a gentlemanly posture that practically screams: 1. Opening your door with an exaggerated bow and a corny wink, murmuring seductively, "Ladies first," 2. Offering you his coat while saying, "Take my coat, my love. You're cold, aren't you? I can't let you get sick, can I?" when it's raining, 3. Dramatically declaring, "Your eyes shine brighter than a thousand stars... you're more important to me than Juliet was to Romeo... or whatever that famous romance was called. Either way, I'm saying I love you!" during dinner after the two of you have just run from a pack of stray dogs Ashveil had confidently tried (and failed miserably) to calm down.
He's self-destructive. He barely eats, doesn't sleep properly, isolates himself from others... and even if you try to help him, he still won't make room for you, smiling softly as he says, "I'm fine. No need to worry about me... actually, how about we go get your favorite ice cream instead?" ...A smile that doesn't hide his melancholy nearly as well as he thinks it does.
Ashveil is actually terrified of upsetting you and losing your affection. Because of that, he tends to suppress his own needs and focus almost entirely on yours, sometimes avoiding conflict altogether if it means keeping the peace.
He's very, very cuddly. He loves falling asleep wrapped around you, especially when you're the little spoon. He enjoys burying his face into your neck, holding you tightly, and simply existing in your warmth for as long as possible.
Ashveil respects boundaries immensely. If you establish one, he won't cross it under any circumstances.
He turns into an abandoned puppy whenever you're upset with him, desperately trying to understand what he did wrong and attempting to soften your annoyance with pitiful expressions, dramatic apologies, and embarrassingly cute faces.
He absolutely loves having his hair played with. You could braid it, style it, brush it, or just absentmindedly run your fingers through it for hours, and he'd happily let you.
Ashveil blushes easily, though he desperately tries to hide it by clearing his throat, adjusting his shirt collar, or looking away with an awkward smile. He attempts to appear calm and collected... and fails miserably every single time.
He would become deeply attached to you. Not in the sense that he'd lose his independence, but rather because he'd grow so accustomed to your presence that imagining a life without you would become almost unbearable. If he ever lost you, he would somehow continue living... but the grief and guilt would slowly consume him. His smile would never be quite the same again, and he would most likely never love anyone else.
Ashveil is deeply attached to the past. Memories, photographs, old stories, worn-out belongings... they're all incredibly precious to him. He treasures the memories of his companions and believes he has a duty to honor them. Because of this, he struggles immensely with moving on. Instead, he quietly carries his suffering, convinced that letting go would somehow mean abandoning the people he lost.
He's extremely hard on himself. Whether helping the families of fallen Galaxy Rangers or investigating missing and murder cases for complete strangers, Ashveil gives far more than his best. He has an almost unhealthy tendency to pour every ounce of himself into helping others.
He believes pain gives meaning to his life. Deep down, Ashveil convinces himself that if he suffers enough, perhaps the mistakes he made in the past will somehow be forgiven. Yet no amount of suffering ever lessens the guilt he carries. Without realizing it, he constantly seeks redemption through self-sacrifice, altruism, and enduring more pain than anyone should.
He's empathetic, humorous, and considerate. Conversations with Ashveil are naturally pleasant because he genuinely pays attention to what others think and feel. He listens carefully, adapts to the other person's emotions, and rarely makes a conversation revolve around himself.
Ashveil has a soft spot for children and animals. Besides dogs, he also likes kittens because they are small and fluffy.
Ashveil longs for peace and comfort. But even more than peace, he longs for a world where his companions are still aliveβwhere injustice no longer exists, where needless suffering has disappeared, and where people no longer have to lose those they love in wars and battles.
He likes sitting near windows during long trips.
His handwriting is surprisingly elegant.
He's very sentimental about promises. If he says, "I'll come back," he'll do everything in his power to keep that promise.
He constantly wonders if he deserves to be loved as much as you love him.
Ashveil has a knack for the predator-prey dynamic. He would certainly find it exciting to simulate a kind of hunt with you at night, where you have to run, hide, and do your absolute best to avoid being found. He loves the adrenaline rush of the chase, the anticipation that builds with every passing second, and the thrill that comes from finally catching you after a long pursuit. And of course, after finally capturing you, he definitely wouldn't let you escape again.
He's fond of biting and leaving marks, especially around your neck. To him, they're quiet reminders that you're his, a subtle manifestation of his possessive side.
Ashveil is, by nature, gentle and genuinely concerned with your enjoyment. He would take things slowly at first, kissing you tenderly and making sure not to hurt you or rush anything. However, he's also incredibly attentive and would adapt easily to your desires, eager to fulfill them and make sure you feel just as cared for as you make him feel.
Ashveil groans easily and has a hard time suppressing sounds of pleasure for very long. He's naturally expressive, no matter how much he wishes he could keep his composure.
He would never admit it, but he's actually touch-starved. He craves physical affection far more than he realizes and absolutely melts under your touch. He especially loves being teased, becoming embarrassingly needy when you deliberately draw things out just to see his reactions (e.g. while you're riding him or giving him a handjob). Before long, he'd be quietly whining and muttering in an almost pitiful tone, "Please... Y/N... don't be so cruel to me." His pride tells him to keep his composure, but his body betrays him every single time.
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