#Ashmas

[ashwhowrites]

Happy holidays! We are officially into Christmas season (in my book) so why not throw out some soul crushing angst for the happy season? I'm obsessed with this EP and this heartbreaking song. This is everything I imagine every time I hear it so I hope you like it <3 Merry Ashmas ;)

Y/N can't help but feel blue as she watches Eddie fall in love

Cindy Lou Who

I saw you laughing in one of his pictures But you'll be the one with his ring on your finger There's red and green everywhere But l'm so blue

Y/N scrolled through her phone, smiling at all the holiday pictures of her friends. Nancy and Jonathan with their dogs. El and Hopper in matching Santa hats. Robin, Steve, and Dustin are in ugly Christmas sweaters.

She sat at her mother's kitchen table, her cousins running around the table. She couldn't help but feel sad during the Christmas season. This time last year she was at Eddie's kissing under the mistletoe, opening gifts, and decorating Wayne's tree.

Y/N felt her stomach drop to the floor when she came across a new photo Eddie posted with a girl. She looked gorgeous. Her blonde hair curled to perfection. Her body was covered in a brown sweater, a black skirt to her knees, and black tights covered her long legs. The smile on her face was bright and huge. It was real, she was laughing. Her hands were near her mouth as she giggled. But her eyes weren't on the camera, they were on Eddie.

He wasn't dressed too fancy, his jeans and leather jacket were just the same. He was smiling back at her, she wondered who took the picture. Who caught them in the moment and captured them forever to torture Y/N for the rest of her life.

Y/N clicked off her phone, searching to distract herself with the green and red decorations. But she couldn't help but feel so blue.

Maybe he met you somewhere in the desert While he was soul-searching, he found someone better Guess you make him happy like I couldn't do

More questions filled her head. When did they meet? Was it right after the breakup?

She wished Eddie and her ended better...or didn't end at all. But it ended in a screaming match and him slamming the door. When she went to his house to get him back, he was already gone.

Maybe while he was running away from her, he ran right into the beautiful girl's arms. She probably picked up the broken pieces Y/N made of Eddie's heart. Put the parts back together with her perfect hands.

Y/N couldn't pretend that he didn't look happy. It pained her to see how happy he was without her. She used to love seeing his smile, but now it felt like a punishment.

With your hair so long, lips so red Maybe we met once I forget Scrolling five years back, I'm obsessed Breaking my heart 'Tis the season I guess

Y/N knew she shouldn't, but she went back on her phone. She clicked on the photo to see the tag of the girl's name. The name popped up in white font, just one click away to send her through a spiral.

Click

She sucked in a harsh breath, the beautiful blonde's feed was full of Eddie. Y/N almost felt like she met this girl with how much she viewed her life through these small posts. Y/N scrolled and scrolled, five years back. She was obsessed with seeing who this girl was. She was always surrounded by friends and family. She enjoyed music, a point for Eddie there. She was a cheerleader, popular, and the sweetheart of the school. Of course, Eddie fell in love with her. Even before Eddie, the girl was happy and bright. Maybe she brought that into Eddie's life.

As Y/N scrolled back up, she took in the girl's name, Chrissy.

Chrissy posted a new photo, just a second ago of her red lips pressed against Eddie's under the mistletoe. The same mistletoe Y/N hung up three years in a row. Y/N tried to hold back the tears as she looked over the photo and the caption below.

Chrissy: Tis the season with my love

If you're waking up now in his old bed At his family's house, know that you're just Breaking my heart 'Tis the season I guess

Y/N tossed and turned all night. The image playing in her head, creating a story of how the night and morning would go.

Chrissy would wake up in Wayne's trailer, groaning at the harshness of Eddie's childhood bed. Y/N had so many memories in that small trailer, did Wayne and Eddie ever think of her?

Her heart shattered thinking of Chrissy in her spot. She wondered if Dustin met her, did Dustin love Chrissy as much as he used to love her? Does Eddie let him crash their dates like Y/N did?

Someone new was in Eddie's family house. Someone new was mixing Wayne's coffee, putting the star at the top of the tree, and kissing Eddie in the snow.

Y/N wanted to say how she felt, but it was no use. Eddie moved on and he was in love. Y/N wasn't able to make him happy like Chrissy does.

It was time Y/N just let him go.

~~~

Eddie moaned as his phone beeped, he blinked and snatched it from his nightstand. Chrissy fast asleep on his chest, he shifted lightly to turn on the phone.

He felt a weird feeling in his stomach when he saw it was a text from his ex-girlfriend. He was nervous to open the message but he needed to know what she said. He opened the text, his eyes glued to the words that left an ache in his heart.

" Breaking my heart, 'Tis the season I guess "

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[yougyattabekidding]

i forgot last month was pride month... ERMMM UHHH BUTCH TAKEDA ATTACK!!

T4T ASHMAS RAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!

POLY ASHSYMAS RAAAAHH!!!!!!!!

(unrelated butt, is Tomas x Ashrah's ship name... AngelDust...😰😰) I

DEMI AROACE TAKEDA (IT'S LQ AND IT'S FUNNY)

[gorepill]

Okay, taking a bath, but today I shaved my head (I was GOING to just shave the sides back down, but I fucked up at the VERY LAST second and had to go bald) so I shaved it down, and then shaved the top of my head down even more. Think Carl ATHF if the sides were shorter. That kinda hair. And sent a photo to my bf before I fully shaved it all just cause it was funny...

23 year old man with the older man hair cut. Gender affirming male pattern baldness

[allergic-to-four-leaf-clovers]

I FOUND MY BINDER

[saenora]

I ALREADY SAW AND REBLOGGED THE SUKUNA FANARR U TAGGED ME IN BB! YES IT MEANS YOU LOVE MEEE ❤️

delulu

[lesbiandarvey]

GIRLS WHEN DAN ISNT ASHAMED ANYMORE

[akanothere]

So something came to my mind today as I was reading about our dear Ghostface, and since you're the queen of him for me (no joke, love your hcs of him), how do you think he would react to someone saving his life? In the sense of an accident for example or an ashma attack (because he breaths too heavy gooddanm). However, this person was also someone on his radar of stalking. I doubt he would do a 100% and change his mind, but how much it could potencially change his view? Would make this person a better victim for him? Or make him want to stalk them more? Or something else? If the person was not a potencially victim, would make them a target perhaps?

I AM FLATTERED!!! THANK YOU!!!

I think he would definitely change his mind, but it’s not him being fixed, it would just be… some kind of playing with his food and got attached (He can never be fixed and we don’t want him to be fixed😩🥵❤️‍🔥).

He tried to NOT interact with his victims directly while still dropping hints just to mess with their head (see John Michaels). However in this case:

(1) If it’s a target:

He would be fixated on them a lot more. Mixed feelings. Not like he would be grateful (or yandere) but he would feel like have to put down a little pet he found adorable (and miserable). Honestly a psycho like him wouldn’t even care😭 in fact I think he would find it ironic. BAD DANNY SO BAD BAD HAIYAAAAAA SLAP HIM WITH A SLIPPER

(2) If it’s a random person/ colleagues etc:

He would kinda bond with them like a normal person will. Deep down he “thanks but it’s not like I owe you anything and you are dumb you don’t know who you just saved lol”. To act like a normal person he would definitely be friendlier towards them, especially if they work with/ see him on a daily basis. Your friendly neighbourhood friend Jed Olsen🙂‍↕️ I don’t think he would make them a potential victim or it would be very difficult to pretend he’s sad when they died, and well, he wanted lesser evidence to trace it back to him. “It was my fault I was close to them and as a journalist who writes shit about Ghostface he took a revenge on my friends😭” this excuse is kinda meh when he’s always perfectly fine himself… unless he’s planning to skip town a day or two later… then… maybe he would go nuts…

(3) If we are 200% delulu about him:

He fucked them 24/7🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️👏👏👏

Thank you for the ask!!!

[trauma-and-preg]

Age:marie 23 sabrine 22

Sex: both female

Location: bécancour quebec canada (temporary) we both travel often in canada and usa for work

Would you do rp : yes

Marie have roleplay 3 time and sab only whit me.

Both patient

Female patient but can be doctor for are doctor to

Marie like all the equipment and having a team working on her sab is still exploring. We both dislike mixing sex whit med stuff but in certain circonstance it can happend.

Lucas (is a dream whit both want to try) then compresion

We both had cpr class

Preferate vid are digitalO2

We own stetoscope bp cuff the sat thing on the finguer and O2 mask and a speculum

We prefere living and coding multiple time

We love all sab like mtm mariw prefer mecanic ventilator or bag

Paddle or patch sab unsure marie paddle

Dress at first or in a gown and being expose has need occur

Cause of arrest: trauma ashma or arithmya

We love ending in hospital but can start on scene and being transported

Marie love medfet and resus since she remembrer sab exploring.

[edgarhamas]

Dan Kita, Dikenang Atau Dilupa

@edgarhamas

"Wahai anak-anakku", nasihat Ali bin Ashma' pada keluarganya, "berinteraksilah pada manusia sampai pada taraf ini: orang-orang merindu jika kalian tak hadir, dan mereka pun menangis jika umur kalian berakhir."

Membaca nasihat itu, mari mengukur diri; bagaimana dengan kita?

Banyak di antara kita yang makin berumur malah makin tak mau tahu urusan masyarakat. Iya, hidup kita sendiri sedang berat, tapi bukankah setiap orang memang hidupnya ada beratnya? Ada baiknya kita menyunggingkan senyum dan sapa pada mereka; kita tak tahu seberat apa hari-harinya.

Kepedulian kita, sekecil apapun, itu sangat-sangat bermakna.

Senyum sapa, menanyakan kabar; membuat mereka merasa ada dan diakui keberadaanya. Membuat kita pun jadi manusia seutuhnya, dan hal sederhana itu membuat kita dikenang ketika pergi, dirindu ketika tak ada.

Kita berlindung pada Allah agar tak menjadi orang yang "wujuduhu ka 'adamihi", hadirnya ia sama saja dengan tiadanya.

Bukan, kita bukan mesti jadi orang yang selalu di panggung dan bicara terus agar dianggap ada. Memberi rasa hangat pun, meski tanpa kata, membuat kita bermakna.

Sebab hal yang paling tak mengenakkan dari jarak dan kepergian, adalah jika orang-orang yang kita tinggalkan punya dua kemungkinan; mereka akan merindukanmu, atau melupakanmu.

Kita dirindukan pasti karena sesuatu. Apapun itu; bisa karena candaan kita yang kerap kali menyuguhkan tawa, atau karena makanan lezat yang ketika kita memasaknya semua orang jadi lahap menyantapnya, atau hanya sekadar kita begitu perhatian dan suka jadi pendengar curhat meski kita tak banyak berkata-kata.

Dan kita dilupakan, pasti karena tak ada sesuatu. Ya, karena kita tak mau sedikit saja lebih lelah untuk peduli. Karena kita tak mau sedikit lebih penat untuk memikirkan yang lain. Karena kita tak mau sedikit saja lebih banyak memerhatikan hal-hal sepele tapi berarti bagi orang lain.

Sedikit saja, tak usah banyak-banyak. Namun yang sedikit itu, bisa jadi punya banyak makna buat mereka.

Sedikit saja, dan kita akan jadi orang yang sulit dilupakan

[ashwhowrites]

Merry Christmas season!

This Christmas I want to give you guys a little gift so I'm allowing you guys to pick 1 fic you want a part 2 of, even if I said no already ( that's the real gift )

I'll hear everyone's suggestions first, you can comment below, dm me, or send it in my inbox. Whichever ones seem the most popular I'll put together and later on have you guys vote between those selected fics ( if that makes sense ) and the most voted wins!

🫶🏻🩷 happy holidays and I hope your favorite gets the part 2 it deserves

[rollingsins]

Speaking of Tara's Ashma, The Rage has got to be like an energy drink cause if not all of R's exes would just be chased by a heaving ghostface 😂

You know she had to sew in a pocket into those robes just to carry her inhaler around 😭

[genderfluid-and-confuzled]

got my aunt's inhaler! ashma crisis of 12 hours? OVER!

[mt-nynj-queer]

@Ashma-deava

TOM MERCIER in We Are Who We Are (S1E1)

[nctrnm]

#NowPlaying: "Premiere: Ashma - About What" by Electronic Groove

[sunny-starshine]

HAVE Y0U 3VER [[woken up]] AND [[Woken up?]] S0 HAVE 1, EACH [[day, week, weekend, month, year]] I W4Ke UP AND [[smell]] TH [[Wickedness of the world]] AND [[Ashma stopping you from]] SCR3AmING T0WAR4DS TH3 [[sky]] AND 1NTO THE [[0% off next purchase!]]

How the fuck do i respond to this