#ashley writes things

[somnimagus]

-blonde horror protagonist's abrupt and incorrect assumptions about blonde people

[id in alt]

[bipanicoverthegravessiblings]

How about Ashley x Emo Fem Reader? Like gothic with uhh emotic? Or something like that. Like they meet when they been in high school. And they live in Y/N's house that she get from her parents when they passed

If you had any questions, ask me

Oooohhhh- okay okay!

Ashley Graves x Emo Fem!Reader

Social outcast, you generally considered yourself

Not just you, your peers as well had called you that- or…crude variations of it

Point is, no one in school really liked you

You’ve overheard their gossip- all the same shit really

“I bet she lights cats on fire!” “Look at her sleeves, I bet she cuts herself.” “She’s gonna blow up the school I swear”

They couldn’t even bother to be creative with their assumptions about you- a lot of the same depressed demon stuff

….and you are depressed- but that’s besides the point!

You never really connected with any of your peers..

…well- except one..

Lunchtime was quite possibly the worst part of your day. It was a war zone. In the classrooms you had teachers to lessen the blows your classmates would throw at you, both metaphorically and physically, here the only solace of a savior were the underpaid lunch ladies who were occupied handing out food to students.

You hugged the wall as you carefully watched your peers, they all seemed fairly occupied in their own conversations- not even noticing you. You liked it when they forgot your existence. Loneliness beat cruelty.

There was a table you always sat at, tucked into the corner of the lunchroom- and for good reasons. The surface was littered with graffiti of swears, slurs, those cool S’s, and various crude doodles left by your peers. Not only that, but the table was very wobbly, so badly you usually have to use two textbooks to prop it up. The bottom was covered in dried out, chewed gum- the entire thing was just a sitting “DO NOT COME HERE” sign.

And it was perfect!

No one ever sat there due to how shitty it was, you think the students and faculty didn’t even bother to go near it. They either think it’s cursed, or forgot about it. Or both. Maybe both. But today someone had actually got there before you did.

A disgruntled girl with messy black hair poked at the mystery meat on her lunch tray. Poked isn’t the right word- more like viciously stabbed it repeatedly. Her nose scrunched in frustration, likely not directed towards the so-called food, but it was the only thing she had to vent her frustrations on to. She hadn’t noticed you.

You stood there a little awkwardly, not wanting to startle her on accident, so instead you spoke up meekly.

“Uhm…hi.” You smiled a little, trying to harmless. She didn’t look like your average bullies, but you can never be too careful.

She looked up at you with her pink eyes- her gaze was sharp, and you instinctively tensed in preparation for some insult to be thrown. She gave you a once over before returning to her tray, “…hey.”

“Can I…sit here?” It was a dumb question. Technically this table had been your seat, and this girl just showed up out of nowhere- but, oh well.

She gave a frustrated sigh, “God- did Andy put you up to this?” She asked rather accusatory, pointing her fork at you.

You opened your mouth to reply before she interrupted you, “Look how many times do I have to tell you hussies, you’re just wasting your time! He’s not going to fuck you if you’re nice to me so just—“

“Who’s Andy?”

The question you asked sounded genuine….cause it was. Really, you had no idea who this ‘Andy’ guy was. The girl lowered her fork, eyeing you wearily before she decided that you weren’t lying. She turned her head and muttered,

“….you can sit.”

And so you did. The two of you ate in relative silence. Well- you ate. Your new lunch friend more-so stabbed at her food then ate it. You swallowed down the lump of unidentifiable cafeteria meat and gave her a friendly smile. The silence was deafening and you’d never had anyone to eat with so maybe…maybe this could be nice for a change..

“I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself.

The girl glanced up at you before returning to her tray, “…Ashley..”

“I’ve never seen you at this table much.” your hands patted the surface nervously.

“Normally I sit with my brother and so-called friend,” her words dripped with malice, “But my stupid brother had to go study for some history test! And my ‘friend’ conveniently didn’t save me a seat…” she stuck her fork into the biggest chunk of her food and muttered, “Fucking bitch…”

“That’s a bit harsh..” you mumbled, causing Ashley to perk up and glare at you.

She practically climbed over the table and held her fork out towards you, making your hands instinctively raise in surrender, “She is a bitch! A doe-eyed hussie who thinks she’s soooooo innocent when she sucks just as much as everyone else!”

“I meant it was harsh that she wouldn’t let you sit with her,” your eyes were fixated on the fork, kind of worried Ashley would drive it into your neck, “I…should’ve been more specific. Sorry.”

Ashley’s pink eyes widened a little, she almost seemed- shocked someone took her side. Slowly, she clambered back to her seat and went quiet. You lowered your hands back into your lap and stared at her. Ashley pushed her tray and folded her arms overtop the table.

“….thanks.” She mumbled.

After that, you saw Ashley a lot more

It wasn’t every day, maybe once a week or two she would show up at your hidden table to eat

Slowly, she came out of that shell and actually initiated conversations

Well- conversations were a stretch. It was more like her venting about her frustrating day while you nodded along and ate.

Eventually, she liked you enough to stop you in the halls and walk with you

Usually her brother, Andrew you had come to learn his actual name, walked with her and she made a show to cling on to your arm

It never failed to make the heat rush to your face

Ashley was cute. Very cute. And had a general unhinged vibe that just made her all the more alluring

So it didn’t surprise you that you’d catch feelings for your new friend

No- what surprised you was when Ashley actually liked you back

You paused, silence hanging in the air as Ashley stared at you expectingly. Her foot tapped with impatience as she awaited what you were going to say.

“Well?”

You didn’t know what to say, the only time anyone has asked you out was as a prank. This was different. The question wasn’t coming from some bully barely able to keep their giggles in, this was coming from your friend. Someone you trusted. Someone who wouldn’t hurt you…..at least you think. She did threaten you with a fork.

Ashley’s growing impatience let you know just how slack jawed you were, “Look- if you’re going to be weird about this then just…forget I said anything.” She crossed her arms, turning away from you in a huff.

That was when you came out of your stupor, trying to salvage this, “No! No! It’s okay- really! I’m just….shocked that you asked me out.” You stammered with your explanation, “I didn’t even think you liked girls..”

“Me neither.” She mumbled, the faintest starts of a blush painting her cheeks. It was cute. She was cute.

Your face softened as you placed a hand on her shoulder, “….I’d love to.”

From there you two were dating

Had it only put more unwanted attention on you? Yes, but you wouldn’t have it any other way

You were happy, so fuck what those jerks had to say

Things were good, and after high school the both of you fucked off to another town

With Andrew in college, it’s not like Ashley wanted to stick around her shitty homelife

And you- honestly had no connections aside from your parents, and moving out was expected

So, it was you and Ashley. Outcast for outcast

[teastainedprose]

Homelander learning how to drive

"Why are we doing this again?" Ashley hisses, panic in her eyes as she stares out the window.

"-because Ryan wants to learn to drive and he can't exactly learn from his dad if I can't fucking drive, Ashley." Homelander snarks back, grip tightening on the steering wheel hard enough to give an ominous crack. He huffs, a silent snarl threatening to curl his lips as he tries to focus on piloting the vehicle.

Ashley's attention snaps back to Homelander at the sound. She's free to do so now that he's no longer creeping the car in the slowest reverse out of the parking spot she's ever witnessed. It's a miracle he didn't hit anything. Despite the lack of other cars within this level of the parking garage, the tight spaces and pillars throughout worry Ashley.

"Yes but why me?" She whines.

That earns her a sharp look from Homelander, eyes narrowed and a warning tic in his cheek signalling that was the wrong thing to say. He doesn't speak, only glares. He also doesn't watch where he's going as the car creeps forward.

"-because I don't know how to drive!" Ashley rushes on in a panic.

Homelander blinks and promptly slams on the brakes, "What!?"

[graveposting]

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[blurred-antics]

a collection regarding the overlap of love, hunger, and death

In The Dream House by Carmen Maria Machado // If Someone Told Me on a Date That They Liked The Idea of Human Composting by Freya Bantiff // Momentum by Ashley Blanton // The Painted Drum by Louise Erdrich // cover art from Ni Un Leve Trazo by David Pulido Suárez // quote from Edvard Munch // Dead Stars by Ada Limón // Transcendence by Micah Ulrich // The Horror and the Wild by The Amazing Devils // Where It Begins by Erica Jong

[gioiaalbanoart]

🔪Ashley Knox 🔪- ART from .....

in this case from my beloved mutual @the-golden-comet 🫂

I get so emotional 💗💗 when someone gifts me with art for Ashley (she does too!)

No Ashley, you can glare me as much as you want 😒, I KNOW you....don't I? 🤔)

THANK YOU SO MUCH @the-golden-comet !!! 🙏🙏

💫💫 One of my favorite authors : YWIMC 💫 Peter Hart 💫 The Wingman 💫 I Was Hit by a Truck & Reincarnated as a Deep Sea Isopod 💫💫

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

Welcome to Things That Go Bump In the Night 2024!

This is an unofficial Halloween event for the Sanctuary fandom.

You do not need to use the prompts to participate.

Anything Halloween/spooky season related is more than welcome in the AO3 collection, but it must fall under that theme and it must be for Sanctuary.

Have fun everyone!

(Text versions of prompt and event is below the cut)

Prompts

Regular

Candy

Candles/Lanterns

Trick and treat

Ghost/Scary stories

Horror

Pumpkin Carving Tools

Fog

Thud

Creature

Dialogue

"That's just a shadow...right?"

"Boo!"

"You call that a costume?"

"What was that?"

"Happy Halloween!"

"I swear, this happens every year."

"Just say it's a mask."

"That blood had better be fake."

"Of course it's in the cemetery."

Info

What's allowed/not allowed: Anything goes, as long as it's properly tagged and falls under the theme and fandom.

Prompts: Use any or none, combine as many as you want! Go wild.

How Many Stories Can I Write: As many as you want!

Collection?: Is pending, will open in the fourth week of October and a link will be provided in a post and the Sanctuary community. If an earlier date is preferable, just reach out! If you want your story in the collection, please wait to post until the collection opens. (Again, reach out if you have questions/opinions regarding timing)

Run By: @sarcasticsciencefictionwriter (Sarcastic_Science_Fiction_Writer on AO3)

I Have Questions/Something Wasn't Covered Here: Just message or ask in the replies!

Happy Halloween!

[zandiiangelspit]

Because she would pull him out of the dark and then they can have the happy ending they both deserve ♡

[op3ra]

smokin car

[slasherscream]

Since you caught me in an until dawn mood let me just say that I hate Ashley and I feel like she would be the most annoying, whiney manipulative yandere ever. Girl would piss herself wa wa every time you spend time with someone else. "Goo goo ga ga stop spending time with other people or else I'm gonna feel like I'm not good enough for you 😭 waaa I shat myself" and you just kind of have to go along with it bc you don't want to be known as the asshole who made a cute girl cry in an arbees.

im gonna throw up from laughing so hard yeah.... yeah you get it <3

[bowcard]

it’s the night before i move into college and i’m rewatching sanders sides (my biggest middle school hyperfixation)

something something full circle something something inner child something

[mariocki]

New Scotland Yard: A Gathering of Dust (2.3, LWT, 1972)

"Judging from the wound, the gun was fired from very close range; almost point-blank, I should think. Indicates the possibility of suicide."

"That's right, governor: he blows his brains out, crawls in here, walls himself up, throws the gun away, and dies laughing. That's cos he's got a sense of humour, he knows that a quarter of a bloody century later two stupid coppers are gonna go out of their mind wondering how the hell he did it!"

[bipanicoverthegravessiblings]

I absolutely love the idea of reader being a childhood friend of Ashley’s because reader couldn’t make any friends when they were younger, due in part maybe style/looks but also because reader is shy timid bullied constantly. Ashley loves having reader around because they’re practically like a big ol puppy with their big ol eyes begging Ashley to show them how to be just like her and it boosts her ego so much. Andrew who likes having reader around to tease poke and taunt reader-it’s totally just because he’s trying to get you to stand up for yourself after all! Ashley asked him to help push you into wanting to stand up for yourself so of course the way he looks out you and teases you till you’re bright red, that’s just the bonus!

Maybe it could also be readers morbid curiosity paired with crippling social anxiety? To where Ashley and Andrew are holding onto reader to make sure they don’t get a panic attack while going through large crowds but they watch reader pick up and coo and the fattest and scariest looking spider the two ever seen

Not a request but yeah idk I like the idea of the two siblings sinking their fangs into what the think is a rabbit when they’re actually dealing with a wolf that’s too timid of its own shadow and maybe with spending enough time around the two the reader is able to build that confidence

Y/N is a rescue who’s described as “a good boy/girl/enby who just needs love”

[priincebutt]

Holy shit those are such good prompts and I wanna send you an ask for every single one! But I'm gonna go with the one that jumped out at me first!

"People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching you ruin your life."

And please don't hate me but... Alex/Hunter (platonic/ hate-ship)

it's hot when you have a meltdown an ACD x WASP-y Hunter ficlet

Hunter is so boring. And he's such an asshole, with his constant need to correct people and his over-abundance of intelligence he insists on flaunting. He's not someone you take home to your mom, but he's a good fuck, so who is Alex to say no?

It started a month ago. They were both at the same bar late, and one shot had led to another, which led to an angry make out session that was more teeth and tongue, and next thing Alex knew, WASPy Hunter was in his bed, undone and writhing and conquered. And then it happened again, and Alex wasn’t… mad at it, honestly. He should have been, but there was something satisfying about fucking Hunter’s brains out, hearing him moaning Alex’s name like it was a sacred oath when during the daylight hours he used his name as a curse.

So now things between them are… weird, but manageable. During classes they still race against each other, pushing for the better score or the more correct answer, seeing whose hand can fly into the air the fastest to answer the professor’s question, needling at each other and generally pushing one another higher and higher. At night they take their aggression out in the only way they seem to know how – between the sheets. It’s better than physically fighting, Alex guesses, but it’s still so weird to know that he can absolutely loathe Hunter, and everything that comes out of his mouth, one moment, and be balls deep in him the next and it’s… fine. Normal, now, even.

But just because they’ve seen each other naked doesn’t mean Alex still doesn’t get absolute glee when he sees that he’s scored higher on their finals than Hunter has. If anything, it fuels him, and Nora gives him a look that screams ‘you’re being a fucking weirdo’ when Alex recounts, later that night, how he managed to beat out Hunter on their final by ten points.

He isn’t expecting the ‘u up?’ text when it dings on his phone at exactly 12:58 AM. But he has finals tomorrow and has been studying since June and Nora left, and Alex shrugs his shoulders as he fires back a quick affirmative text to Hunter. It’s not even five minutes before he gets an ‘omw’ text back (because Hunter has roommates and Alex is lucky to have a shitty but private one bedroom above a deli). He continues studying until he hears the familiar knocking on the door, and he lets Hunter in, eyes him up and down like a predator sizing up their prey, and immediately clocks Hunter’s distress.

“It’s fucking dumb but I’ve just had a bad day and could really use some… physical release, you know?” Hunter tells him angrily as he drops his coat on Alex’s couch and shoves his hands into his pockets. They don’t do feelings, and this feels awfully close to towing that line.

Alex shrugs his broad shoulders and stretches out his stiff arms, and he notes the way Hunter’s dark eyes clock the sliver of torso revealed by the motion. “Okay? You don’t have to come in here with a fucking sob story, Hunter. I like fucking you plenty, we don’t need to make this like, a thing. It can just be sex.”

“I know,” Hunter agrees ruthlessly. He crowds into Alex’s space, puts his hands on Alex’s waist and shoves him back and against the wall. Alex has a solid few inches on Hunter, and is reasonably more bulky, but sometimes he likes to be pushed around a little bit. Sue him.

“My fucking car broke down and I had to walk a fucking mile in the goddamn snow. And then I came home and my roommates had managed to catch something foul on fire and the whole place stunk. Not to mention my grade on Doctor Lewis’s exam which was abhorrent –” Hunter stops talking when he sees the smile that curls around Alex’s lips, like he derives absolute pleasure from this poor bastard’s pain. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Hunter growls as he shoves at Alex’s shoulder.

“My friends all think I’m fucking jealous of you, but my kink is watching you ruin your life, baby,” Alex shrugs his shoulders as his fingers curl around Hunter’s throat, constricting slightly, enough to shut Hunter up as he catches him in a searing kiss. 

[juniperhillpatient]

I love siblings that kill people for demonic sacrifices & desecrate the corpses while on a dangerous road trip on the run from the authorities….. especially when the brother is really angry & serious & the sister is a silly goofball….

(realized a hilariously specific recurring theme in my favorite fictional dynamics & felt the need to draw two of my fave duos together yes I know I’m not an artist but I like to have fun so sh)

[gioiaalbanoart]

HAVE this (music) AND a nice MOnday

New addition to the The scarred angel playlist.

The story doesn't happen AT all in New York for now, but in Texas and Mexico, mainly along US/Mexican border.

But I work mostly with vibes so....

Enjoy and remember : VIBES EXIST (and do things)

I don't like cities But I like New York Other places make me feel like a dork

Los Angeles is for people who sleep Paris and London, baby you can keep

Other cities always make me mad Other places always make me sad No other city ever made me glad Except New York I love New York I love New York I love New York

If you don't like my attitude Then you can F off Just go to Texas Isn't that where they golf?

New York is not for little pussies who scream If you can't stand the heat Then get off my street Get off of my street Get off my street You get off of my street Get off my street You get off of my street Get off my street Just get off my street

Other cities always make me mad Other places always make me sad No other city ever made me glad Except New York I love New York I love New York I love New York I love New York

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Tagging people (np) to see this because I talk TSA and to share music or whatever you wanna share today

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