#ashhhhhh

[sneakupandhitya]

Don't mind me I'm just gonna reblog all uour Chris n Trent shit 🤑

IM SO LATE PLEASE DO PLEASE DO AND COME BACKKK WHILE YOU AT IT COME BACKKK...THE CHRENT FANDOM IS DYING....

[xluciifer]

I love you smmmmmm

ASH BUT I LOVE YOU 🥺🥺🥺

[babyhoneyheslt]

rouge, pumpkin, mint, bubblegum, babybell wrapper 🥰

Rouge: I love you tooooooo

Pumpkin: HEHEEH ME WITH YOUUUU

Mint: I am not threatened with your threat I would like to bake cookies with you, star and heart shaped

Bubblegum: I admire you toooooo

Babybell wrapper: this sounds funnnnnnnn

[artstennisracket]

MEL your artrick MRTA work is so shattering <///3 i adore your writing oh my GOD!

ASH!!!! you are so sweet :( thank you so much bb <3

[heejamas]

RONNIE 2K AHHHHHHHH💝💝💝💝🎉🎉🎊🎊 don’t forget abt me always keep me in ur heart <3

ASH YOU’RE THE SWEETEST 😭🫶🥹 ofc bbg i’ll never ever ever forget you 🫶🫶🫶 tysm!!!!

[queenofbaws]

heyyy queenie hope ur doin well!! bit of a curveball but im Curious since ive been brain rotted with it lately, so could i ask for whump prompt 13 for the scream franchise?? any characters/movie u want, but id love u to take a stab (tee hee hee) at it :]

not-quite-six sentence weekend :P

There were a lot of emotions playing across Mindy's face as Amber pulled the knife out: doubt, intrigue, disbelief, something that could only be described as pre-schadenfreude...but worry wasn't among them. Neither were its closest cousins, concern and fear, so Tara had to figure the sudden uptick in her pulse was, in fact, solely her issue. If Mindy wasn't worried, then there probably wasn't anything to worry about. Period.

Probably.

Probably.

"Sick, right?" Amber flicked her wrist, a flourish that immediately came across as practiced even to her untrained eyes, and the butterfly knife click-click-clicked around her fingers before snapping back into place. "Copped it at a gun show this weekend with my dad. Guy running the stall said I was a natural."

"Why am I not surprised?" Tara snickered, then feigned a frightened little noise and pulled away when Amber turned, holding it out towards her. "You know if anyone catches you messing with that thing, like, right outside of school, they're gonna take it, right? You do get that? It makes sense to you? In your brain?"

She pulled a face, scrunching her nose up. "Uh, no they won't."

"Uhhh, why not?"

With another click-click-clack, she spun the knife around. "How're they gonna take it from me? I've got a kniiife."

Before she could pull away, Amber took one of Tara's hands in hers, laying it flat on the table they were sitting at. She laid her own hand perfectly on top of it, lining their fingers up until Tara's hand disappeared entirely.

"Want to see the coolest trick?"

"Uh." That was it. That was all she had time to say before Amber flexed her hand - both their hands, really - and their fingers spread wide, and...and she understood what she was about to do. Her eyes widened. "Hey, wait, nononononono!"

"Chillax, I've been doing it all week and I've still got all my fingers. You're in good hands."

"Famous last words." Though she'd been going on quite the face journey across the table, Mindy had been awfully quiet until then. Now, as Amber switched her grip on the knife, holding it more like a caveman getting ready to strike, she leaned forward with her elbows on the table, pointing her phone down at their hands.

Pre-schaudenfreude. Yeah. Tara had been right on the money with that one.

"Seriously?" Amber scoffed, "What? You think I'm gonna get performance anxiety or something?"

She sniffed once, Mindy, then shrugged one of her shoulders. Her phone didn't budge. "Nah, I just want to make sure I get this clusterfuck on video so there's evidence in the inevitable personal injury suit Tara's gonna file against you when you slice her open like an Amazon box."

Amber raised her eyes to Mindy's, her expression inscrutable. "I'd stab myself first, duh. That's the whole point of putting my hand over hers."

"Oh yeah, totally," she nodded. "The whole point, mhm. Well this is for you too, because when you stab yourself, then, I can send it to America's Funniest Home Videos. They give out cash rewards for the really funny ones, don't they?"

"Hilarious."

Tara braced herself as Amber readjusted, rolling her shoulders and assuming her focus-face. Ooh, she didn't want to be a part of the finger-stabby-knife-game-thing, she didn't want to be a part of that at all, but what choice did she have? If she pulled away, it'd knock Amber's concentration off! If she just sat there and took it, the risk of getting stabbed was literally exactly the same! There was no winning here, no getting out it, no -

"Hey guys!"

The choice was made for her.

Wes slammed his hands on the table as he joined them, sliding up from behind to sit on her other side. It startled her so badly that she could only pull away, jolting like a cat with its tail stepped on. Across the table, Mindy groaned, and beside her, Amber similarly jumped, and while her poor, asthmatic little lungs really didn't appreciate the sudden scare, her poor, unstabbed little fingers sure did.

"What's going on? Why're we all hunched over and whispery?" he asked, but the only answer she had for him with a quick smack on the wrist. "Ow?"

"Why would you do that?" she breathed a second later, the tension leaving her in one huge whooping rush. "That wasn't cool! You could've - " But as luck would have it, that was where her lecturing came to a close. Her eyes had flicked to the side for just a second, a natural human reaction, and what she'd seen...well, she wasn't sure what to make of it. "...what?" Tara asked, glancing between Amber and Mindy.

"So America's Funniest Home Videos then, huh?" Mindy's eyebrows went up as her phone went down. "If I was a pettier person, just so you know? This is where I'd be saying I told you so. But I'm not! Lucky you."

It took her a moment longer than she would've liked to figure out what that could've possibly meant. When she did, she startled all over again, almost jumping out of her seat as she spun to look at Amber. "Ohmygod - did you - ?!"

"I'm. Fine," she said through gritted teeth, looking anything but.

She did get up then, standing from the table's bench to circle around and - the noise that came out of her was a little too embarrassing to describe. "Fine? You're fine?! You have a goddamn knife sticking out of your leg!"

Wes paled immediately, turning to Mindy with wide eyes, no doubt hoping she'd shed some light on the situation. She didn't, surprising no one, and instead glanced towards the front doors of the school, waving Chad over to join them when she spotted him across the way. "Well here's the good news, Am," she said, not even trying to hide her amusement, "I think you can definitely still salvage that psychosexual homoerotic tension you were going for with that brilliant stunt. Just yank that puppy out, let Tara stick a finger in there and wiggle it around a little. No harm, no foul. Everybody wins!" Then, under her breath but still more than loud enough for them all to hear over Amber's harsh breathing, "Especially me, once your idiot-ass goes viral."

[allthistrashtalkmakemeitchin]

I need i need donna being held so lovingly and cared for and just a private moment where she doesnt get to be tough and intimidating and 😭😭😭😭

[emry-stars-art]

WIP WEDNESDAY

BATH!!!

- Ash (@Jtl-fics)

Aug 2 [wip wednesday game]

Abram stilled as the door clicked shut behind them, blurry eyes still shifting and leaking tears.

“No,” he whispered, but Day was across the room to check the temperature of the water. Andrew looked over.

“No?”

Abram’s mouth shut, tight enough Andrew could see the muscles working in his jaw. Andrew prompted, “Speak,” and Abram’s head tipped the tiniest bit as his brow pulled. There was a long pause.

“…Thank you for caring for me, sir,” he said quietly. His voice shook.

[leoleolovesdc]

okay but, tim, jason and steph (aka.: dropout, died before finishing highschool and dropout who died before taking her GED exam) all unknowingly join the same study group to get their diplomas

[cokoweee]

OH MI GOSH I JUST REALIZED ABOUT THE TAIL 😭😭😭

YOU AND YOUR DETAILS ASHHHHHH

IIIIIIII LOOOVVVEEEEEE PUTTING LIL DETAILS YAHAHAYAYAYAYARARARAR

[balladofbells]

I AM SCREAMING ASHHHHHH???

[babyhoneyheslt]

2, 13, 27?

2. For how long have you had this account?

Uhm I believe I made this account all the ways back in January?

13. Your dream place to visit?

Australia. Always been number one on my bucket list, don’t know if I could handle the creatures they have though 😅

27. Who was your favourite childhood crush?

Ooooh, sooo first was Troy Bolton then it moved onto Harry and still is Harry, so I would say Harry🥰

[women-kisser-3000]

oooooh ashhhhhh. I have a fun DIY project >:3

What is it!! >:)

[taifenggg]

hey it’s tantanon again hiiiii ashhhhhh

who do you think would run for their shoes and wallet if they heard the ice cream truck? then race for it and run away giggling with ice cream?

i am a full on adult, in college, and i have never ran as fast as i did today for that truck when the driver saw me waving from my window and parked. (the ice cream was so good.)

OMG HI TANTANON

thats so silly cause i would join you for ice cream.

Mmm i think definitely Mammon, obviously Beel cause he will do anything for food, and Diavolo

Levi is a maybe but he would give up on running after the truck and Asmo wouldnt run cause he'd probably complain about getting all sweaty and stuff so he'd make you get it for him so he can take pics if its aesthetic enough

[queenofbaws]

heyyyy queenie!! how about some 🌤️ and ☔ from that ask meme :]]] hopin that fatigue dont get you too down 🫡

🌤️Share your favorite piece of dialogue from your WIP.

DON'T MIND IF I DOOOOO!!! since i already went and gave a lil' piece from my ashley-centric creeps fic in the works.........how about one from my josh-centric creeps fic? ;)c

“Wait…wait, wait, wait, hold on. I feel like I’m missing something here.” Sam put her boot up on the fountain, using her thigh to balance her script as she flipped through it. “Why was this place abandoned?” She waited for a beat, and when none of them said anything, she looked up again. “…um. Hello?” Lips pursed tight, Ashley seemed to wring her brain for anything even resembling a theory before coming up blank in the end. “No one really…knows?” “...I’m sorry. Repeat that, please?” “No one really knows?” ���That’s what makes it ghastly and mysterious and, uh…” “Sexy.” “Bro. I don’t think ‘sexy’ is even close to the right word.” “I do.” Assuming his usual panache, Josh threw his arms into the air. If he couldn’t appeal to Sam’s sense of reason, maybe he still had a shot charming her past her doubts. It’d worked before—hell, she was dating him, wasn’t she? “Lots of reasons this shit happened in the old days, Sammy. Lots. Usually it came down to funding, like Mr. and Mrs. Moneybags, the oh-so-generous and independently wealthy donors kicked it and left all their money to their cats. Or they realized their cash was essentially being funneled into the docs’ pockets, so they bailed. But I mean, it was the 50’s! Maybe they lost interest in TB, maybe they got real interested in the Cold War, maybe—” “Oh God.” The dip in Ashley’s voice told him this was really going to be a long day. “What if there was some kind of outbreak? What if it killed everyone and the building just got shut down for safety reasons?! If they didn’t want people going in, they just wouldn’t report anything…they’d hope everyone would…I don’t know, forget. I…how long does TB last outside of a body?!” Sam swiveled her head towards him, her eyebrows high. “An outbreak.” Josh repeated. “Of tuberculosis. That killed everyone. Overnight.” Chris gasped. “Super TB.” He was not helping.

☔Is there a fic concept you have that you'd like to just explain and share because you're not sure you'll ever write it? If so, what is it?

too many 😫 i actually have VERY VAGUE outlines done currently for a few.................so. years ago now (lol, hate that), i wrote a lil' anthology sort of fic called the not-quite-midnight-society +1, where the ud kids told scary stories to each other around a campfire. some people may have noticed that i identified that fic as being part of a series on ao3, but it's the only fic IN that series.

that is because i have. several more. lined up. they're just still very, very, VERY much in the planning stages currently alskdjfskljdf i am very hopeful i WILL write them, i am very excited for the prospect OF writing them, but right now my wip list is so crazy, man 🥲 what i'll say for the time being is i have one planned for the hacketteers and one planned for the extremely unfortunate participants of a creative writing class field trip 🤔

[ashstfu]

ASHHHHHH. KENDRICK KILLED HIMMMMMMMMMMMM

FOR REAAALZZZZZ!! he’s a real hater like dropping a diss track on a radom tuesday morning is REAL hater behaviour.