#elizabeth ashe

[kiwi-on-ice]

Public sex headcannons with Ashe, Sombra, Kiriko, Widowmaker and Venture with fem!reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: smut 18+, public sex obvs, dom/sub dynamics hinted at in some, marking, fingering, strap ons, slight degradation in widowmaker's

Notes: I am a whore <3, also first time writing for venture, sorry to put them with the girls I just didn't want to do a whole new post for such small headcannons.

Ashe:

Sees public sex as a way of marking ownership of you, of showing everyone else that you're hers.

Property of the deadlock gang.

Will use it if you’ve been teasing her or generally being a brat, whisking you away to a secluded area or a storage closet and having her way with you.

Honestly loves the idea of getting caught, showing whoever that you’re her doll to use and worship whenever she wants. If someone does happen to walk in, she won't stop what she's doing and in fact will stare daggers at the unfortunate soul until they scramble to leave.

Don't worry, they won't breathe a word of this to anyone...if they know what's good for them

She’ll invite you to sit on her lap, whether in a gang meeting or in general, and not tell you that she’s wearing your favourite strap. With her hands on your hips, she’ll suitably rock you into it, making you wet as she only smirks and pretends to not know what she’s doing.

If you get so worked up and beg her nicely, she’ll take you to somewhere more private and rail you with her hand over your mouth to stop you screaming. Or if she’s feeling particularly mean, she’ll do everything in her power to make you moan while telling you that if you make a sound everyone will hear you.

Any time she feels like too many eyes are looking at you, she’ll shamelessly bite your neck and leave a mark.

She doesn't care, after all it's not like anyone has the power to stop her. So just stand there looking pretty on her arm as she fondles your pussy under your skirt, okay?

Sombra:

Oh she LOVES it.

Mainly loves sexting in public. She’ll send risky pictures when she knows you’re visiting friends or doing something important. If she really wants a reaction, she’ll send a recording of you from one of the times you were intimate.

If wherever you are has security cameras, she’ll hack into them so she can watch your reactions. If she’s feeling in a certain mood, she’ll tell you to do certain things and watch on the cameras to see if you comply.

Other than that, i feel like she’s into parties and the club scene. So expect some more risky dances together, especially if she’s had a bit to drink. Grinding against you, feeling you up, maybe even kissing your neck to show everyone how pretty you are when your skin flushes and your body trembles.

Loves to take you to the bathroom to bend you over the sink and finger you while the music blasts from the next room. She’ll tease you about how needy you are for her all the time (even though she’s the one who dragged you in there, but don’t tell her that unless you want to be forced on your knees with your face in her cunt to shut you up).

Don't be surprised if she films you there too. Don't worry, your pictures are certainly safe in the hands of the best hacker in the world. They're for her eyes only, and that's how they'll stay.

Kiriko:

She's way into teasing in public. Loves to have her hand on your waist, gently running it down before going back up, each time going lower and lower until she's practically feeling up your ass.

If you're wearing a skirt, she'll love to squeeze and grope at your thigh while you sit together.

She'll wait until your distracted or talking to someone before running it up your skirt, just skimming the fabric of your underwear to make you stutter or blush.

And in true switch fashion, she'd love it if you did the same to her. Her cheeks would burn as she'd giggle, her thighs not being able to decide whether to open up to let you touch her more or close them tight in embarrassment.

She's not so into public sex in bathrooms, but if you suggest doing it in a car? Oh she's all over you.

The closeness, the car windows fogging up...it's so exhilarating to her. If she's in a certain mood she may even make you touch yourself while she drives, directing what to do.

Or, to tease you if you're driving she'll touch herself lewdly in the hope you'll pull over and replace her fingers with your own.

Either way, you'll be on the side of the road somewhere as her head is buried between your legs.

Widowmaker:

Amélie is all about the hunt.

She'll have you try and get away from her, running down back alleys until she chases and gets you. To really make you feel like prey, she might fire her gun (ensuring it doesn't hit you of course) just to make you run that bit faster, to have your heart beating heavily.

This will lead to her taking you against the wall of some alleyway you thought you'd escape from, her hand over your mouth as her fingers thrust deep inside you.

She's big into fear play, so she'll hiss into your ear about how slutty you are to let her do this in public, and how anyone could hear or see you being taken against a brick wall.

However after you've been with her for a while, and she's able to unlock her emotions more readily, she'll love to tease you in public a different way.

Leaning in to your ear, whispering the dirty things she wants to do with you when you're home, gently tracing her nails up your arm to make you shiver.

Getting in an elevator and peppering kisses up your neck before the doors open again. Holding your hand and leading you to your room before not being able to make it to the bed before her tongue is in your mouth.

Give her the same energy back, make her feel desired and loved, and she'll be completely yours.

Venture:

Whether or not they're on an archaeological dig or not, they love camping...and they'll always suggest to share the same tent, or even the same sleeping bag...i'm sure you can see where this is going.

Strong arms holding you tightly in place against them as their fingers strum your clit expertly, not allowing you to squirm, just take it.

Would love to stick the fingers of their other hand in your mouth, giving you something to suck on to dull your noises. Don't want other campers to hear you, do you?

Similar to Kiriko, they'll also love, when you both are out together, to grope at your thighs, especially if you're wearing shorts or a skirt. They're a thigh person.

Will also smack your inner thigh to watch you jump, and laugh when you get flustered. They'll pay extra attention to any marks they'd left earlier on your thighs (trust me, you'll have marks), pinching them or just running their thumb over the bruises/bitemarks as you both talk.

However they also love being teased, particularly when they ramble. So get them in a museum, have them talking to you about a specific neolithic skeleton they're interested in before gently pulling their hair when nobody is looking. The stutter and hitch of their breath will be a sight to see.

And may or may not lead to them begging softly in your ear to let them take care of you, wherever is quiet and secluded enough.

[secret-places-of-the-heart]

⊹ how overwatch heroes love

⟢ i found the start of this in my notes from last summer and decided to finish it. only did a few because they stuck out to me the clearest

⟢ cw :: none; just drabbles of their "vibe" or whatever. includes junkrat, ashe, and widowmaker

also putting it here since i dont have it anywhere else: yes i do requests

| ♡₊⋆ˎ-ˊ junkrat

junkrat would, fittingly, love like a bomb.  jamison fawkes has no experience with a partner, let alone love.  but he’s diving in headfirst, fuses alight with hearts for pupils.  he’s unpredictable; you never really know where he’s going to land emotionally.  all you know is the blast will be damaging — not particularly in a bad way.  those little explosions of love will burn away your skin and all those fleshy layers until he can see your heart.  he doesn’t mind the blood as he cups his hands around it, so raw and so you, the beating of it against his palms akin to a countdown.  and then every burn scar he gets while tinkering on his creations he dedicates just for you.  his love is always around, just a constant ticking clock until the wick is at its end and you hear that familiar ring.  he’s a block of c4 strapped right over your heart.

| 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ashe

ashe is a hole in the head.  something so intense it disrupts your entire way of thinking. a shot she never misses.  her love is all you can focus on, dripping all out down your forehead and into your eyes and mouth, staining your teeth a visible red when you smile so love-drunkenly for her.  it’s a consistent shot of pain, an ache that will never cease.  she leaves your brain all mushy, torn up so all you can really think about is her. when you look, she’s stood in front of you with her hat tipped down, muzzle of her gun pressed to red pouted lips, blowing a leash of smoke around your neck with no intention of letting go.  your head is split open for her viewing pleasure, and she makes sure you know. but she cradles your jaw with lissom fingers and wets a white handkerchief with her tongue, dabbing it over your heart-shaped wound.  she sort of revels a little in the way you wince at the sting, cleaning you up just enough so the wound never really heals.  it may scab over, but ashe is always ready with another bullet, and you know how quick she can reload.

| ᥫ᭡₊ ⊹ widowmaker

widowmaker loves like a spider bite.  you’re tied up in her sticky strings of love, her carefully woven web tied from lamenting bone to lamenting bone. and it seems for a moment the spider whose web you’re caught in has died with how long you struggle all alone.  but she’s there, perfecting her poison before her final performance.  widowmaker is graceful as she moves along that pretty, heart-shaped web of her design.  long legs tantalizing you, love just dripping from those sharp fangs of hers. you can feel it spread painfully through your veins, pumping into your heart.  and it’s like your chest constricts; she’s taking you for herself from the inside out.  she’s focusing in on every single part of you, scoping into the sweat that’s dripping off your face, the intoxicated way your eyes fight to stay open.  your vision is so foggy when she lifts your head by your chin, all you can really make out is her shadowed form.  and now it’s like the web that ensnared you is the only thing holding your body up.  your veins write jeremiads up your arms; her love is a pain you just couldn’t bring yourself to hate.

[txicyuri]

THEYRE GIRLFRIENDS YOUR HONOR

love these skins dearly

[sheriffkit]

you oui’d your last haw

[saturnitiez]

“you’ll change your name or change your mind, and leave this fucked up place behind, but i’ll know, i’ll know.”

(Vash, Wolfwood, Nai/Knives, Furina, Kaiser, Sae, Hanako, Nene, Geto, Gojo, Ashe, Cassidy)

[ranenjin]

quick thing of Socialite Ashe

[corvusium]

till (un)death do us part

[lunonoxart]

Fav OW2 Skins 1/40- Haunted Doll Ashe! 💕

Starting a new series where I draw my favorite skin for the heroes! First off, I chose Ashe :)

[amenazaaaa]

Bullseye

Ashe x reader

MINOR DNI fem reader, nsfw, pussy eating, squirting, shitty writing ( idk how to write)

After weeks of begging and begging Ashe to teach you how to shoot a gun, she finally caved and surprised you by taking you to an open firing range.

You stumble back from the unexpected recoil of the gun, nearly dropping the heavy weapon as you lose your footing. Ashe’s laugh draws you away from the riffle to her.

“I thought you said you had it, what happened sweetheart?” She tilts her head with a small curl to her lips, and a teasing tone.

“It’s not funny Ashe!”

You stomp your boot on the ground, kicking up some dirt In the process.

She chuckles

“Alright alright, I’ll help you hon.” Ashe pushes her body off of the wall with a kick of her leg, making her way over to you.

“Firstly, your stance is wrong.” She says, pushing her boot between your legs and separating them; Moving your right leg towards the back, then she pushes your shoulders so that you could lean forward.

“Secondly, you’re not holding it right.” Her body presses up against yours closely. Your ass pressed against her crotch. She places her slender manicured hands over top of where you had placed yours on the gun. She rests the buttstock firmly into your shoulder.

“Place your cheek on the top right here.” She points to the top of the stock. You do as she says. your eyes stare down the middle of the eyepiece . Staring directly at the target.

“Now shoot.” She says, staring at the body shaped target.

You take a quick breath in and pull the trigger. The bullet shoots out and lands near the red circle of the body shaped target. You squeal out happily.

“Ashe I did it!”

“You sure did sugar. Now do it on your own.” She pulls away from you, tapping your ass firmly with her palm. A whimper escapes your lips, the sting from the slap leaves you aching for more of her touch.

Positioning your body the way she had taught you. legs spread, shoulders forward, buttstock firmly in your shoulders. Your eyes narrow on the target once more and you shoot it dead center.

Ashe whistles.

“You learn quick sugar. I outta reward my girl for being such a good listener.” Her arm snakes around your waist and her face dives into your neck. Leaving soft kisses anywhere she placed her lips.

“For being such a good girl.” She continues, extra huskiness added to her southern drawl that had you wishing she’d bend you over and fuck you in the middle of this field. Her words, her tone, her lips, the feeling of her body so closely up against yours, everything about her in this moment between you two stirs something in your core, creating a small damp patch in your panties.

“These damn shorts have been winding me up all damn day, your ass hanging out like that. It’s like you’re asking me to rip them off you and do things we shouldn’t be doing in public.” Ashes soft, loving kisses turn rough and hungry, her hot tounge licks at your pulse point. She chuckles deeply, sharp canines rubbing against the soft skin of your neck. Your thighs rub together searching for friction where you needed it the most.

Ashes hands trail down your stomach and to the hem of the shorts. Her hands making quick work of releasing you. Her fingers snake down the denim and into your panties.

A gaps leaves your mouth when her slender fingers slip between your lips.

“I’ve barely laid a finger on you and you’re this wet already? Do I make you this wet baby?” She coos into your ear, her fingers move in slow, sensual circles around your sensitive clit. Your mouth gapes at the sensation. Finally getting the attention your cunt craved for. Her attention.

“Speak when I’m talking to you girl.” She growls into your ear

“Yes…” you whimper out pathetically. Your mind to preoccupied with the way her fingers made you feel.

“ ‘yes’ what?” She stops her movement.

“Yes ma’am.” You desperately moan out, bucking your hips to get fingers to rub against you again. She continues.

Ashe nibbles on your neck, placing open mouthed kisses along your neck as she continues to rub your clit. Your small pants turn into mewls of pleasure, indicating that you’re close.

“Now you pick up that fucking gun and shoot till you cum. You hear me?” Her voice harsh and sharp, a growl at the back of her throat

“Y-yes ma’am!” You blurt out as you rush to pick up the shot gun.

“Legs wide, shoulders forward, just like we practiced right?” She picks up the pace of her fingers to match your approaching orgasm.

Your hold is shaky but firm on the gun. Crosshair aimed dead enter at the target infront of you. The knock back from the gun vibrates down your spine and to your core, amplifying the pleasure. Bringing you closer to your climax.

“Bullseye.”

Another shot echos through the empty shooting grounds. Your knees buckle as you succumb to your orgasm. Ashes free arm wraps around your abdomen, holding you up.

“Easy hon, easy.” Ashe whisper into your ear comfortingly. Her fingers gently rubbing at your clit helping you ride out the high. She gives you a minute, to catch your breath. Planting a faint kiss on your temple. Once she’s decided you’ve came back to your senses , she pushes your torso onto the small surface area before you. You yelp, not expecting her to have handled you so roughly after she had aided in coming down from your orgasm.

“I ain’t done with you just yet sweetheart, I still haven’t made you weep.” Her sultry voice is enough to make you horny again. She swiftly pulls your shorts down your legs and onto the floor, letting them pool around your boots. She pulls at your lacy thong, stretching it back before letting it go. You jolt at the sting of the elastic slapping your skin. She chuckles and removes her hat, placing it on your head

“Take care of it will ya?” Ashe separates your legs with her boot once more and sinks to her knees and pulls her hair into a tiny pony tail exposing the the small piece of her hair she had shaved off. Her red nails pull down at the thong till they pool around your ankles.

She places kisses on your thighs, showing both of your thighs equal love. Her hands spread your ass cheeks apart, placing a kiss on your cunt before spreading your labias apart. Her mouth waters at the sight of you pussy leaking your cum from the orgasm she gave you 3 minutes ago. She licks a flat strip up, collecting the the dribble of cum into her mouth. Her tounge pokes at your clit before sucking on your sensitive bud, her pointy nose prodding at your hole. One hand holds your thighs while the other squeezes you asscheek.

Your knees close, but Ashe pushes her tatted arm between them and pushes them apart. She pulls away from your pussy to grab air. She’d preferred to keep her mouth on your folds but unfortunately she was human and needed oxygen. Once she takes a quick breather she immediately goes back to her meal. She laps at your slick covered hole, mixing her saliva with your deliciously sweet arousal fluid.

“A-Ashe I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” You moan out, gripping onto the surface, looking down at her over your shoulder.

She pulls away to look up at you, replacing her tongue with her fingers.

“It’s okay baby, cum for me, you’re doing so good my little shooter, you know that?” She coos at you so sweetly. Her mouth returning to where it belonged.

Your overstimulated cunt clenches around nothing, Your mewls turn into guttural moans as you near your second orgasm. Her name spews out of your mouth repeatedly.

Back arched like a cat, your hand gripping the edge of the surface till the tips of your fingers had turned white, while the other holds tightly onto her hat. Making sure it doesnt fall off.

“Mmm fuck! I’m gonna cum! Baby I’m gonna-ah!” Your hips jerk as you let out scream of pleasure. Liquid squirts out of your vagina and onto ashes face, wetting her clothes and hair. You breathe heavily and clutch dearly onto the wood. Her once full face of makeup was ruined. Mascara running down her face, the foundation around her mouth and nose gone, her red lipstick faded and smeared. Your legs and neck showing where it had all gone.

Ashe sat there with wide eye. She wipes her face and groans before sticking her digits in her mouth, tasting you. She laps at her hand like a thirsty kitten does from a bowl.

Her hand grabs at your arm before dragging you down to the floor with her. She lays you flat on your back, placing your legs on her hips leaning over you.

“This ain’t over.”

She slides down devouring you once more.

[holskeepsitreal]

two bad bitches that snipe

[kiwi-on-ice]

Outfits (on you) preference headcannons with Ashe, Moira, Sombra, Kiriko and Junker Queen with fem!reader

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: smut 18+, both sfw and nsfw variations, dom/sub dynamics present, filming, slight petplay

Notes: i love women <3 Wanted to write something small to say thank you all so much for 200 followers! I'm blown away, thank you all for giving me so much support on my filthy little hobby.

Ashe:

Anything she’s bought you.

Ashe herself likes to dress in a way that shows she’s in charge, that shows she’s the leader of a dangerous gang. So when she starts dating you, she’s able to dress you up in all the ways she can’t dress

You’re her pretty doll, to be dressed up and twirled for her enjoyment.

If you have a specific style, she’ll use her wealth to get you the best and most expensive items of clothing that match you.

However if you don’t? Well she’ll have to just do you up all pretty won’t she? She’ll get the finest dresses and skirts (some that perhaps are a little too short), as well as lavish and expensive jewellery that matches.

She’ll love to have you try on the clothes she buys you, giving her a twirl so she can observe from all angles.

Anything that shows your thighs she’ll love, getting to fondle them when you both sit together. It’s her little way of showing that you’re hers.

Nsfw:

So when she said she’ll buy you the prettiest and most expensive clothes, lingerie is 100% included in that.

She’ll always come back from her travels with a pretty box, inside being a lingerie set she thinks will just look perfect on you.

Any colour that takes her fancy, although she has a certain penchant for red. The way it matches her lipstick really riles her up, so her kiss marks will match the delicious lace. But also when you both are in public, and she knows you both are matching in…less that obvious ways.

Although the reason she keeps buying you more and more is due to her impatience; there’s been several beautiful sets she’s ruined by tearing them off or stretching them in the throes of passion.

Other than lingerie, it comes back to skirts again. Don’t be surprised if when you both are intimate, she may take your skirt off last. Or perhaps leave it on, have you bouncing on her strap while the cute little skirt ripples and moves.

Moira:

A simple woman, she likes the items of clothing you might not expect.

She’s a fan of when you wear comfy clothes, like an oversized shirt that’s too big for you, so it ends around your thighs. Bonus if it’s her shirt; and especially bonus if it clings to your thighs while being a little baggy in other areas.

Although she’s also a very big fan of nightgowns. The more ‘feminine’ the better, especially if they’re quite old fashioned.

She finds them exquisite and quite refined, loving the way you look in them. Especially if she comes home from the lab late, seeing you peacefully in bed wearing a nightgown. White would be her favourite colour of them, however a red one would certainly have her mind racing.

Additionally, if you wear her lab coat…especially in her lab? Her face is heating up a little.

Nsfw:

If you’re wearing a button up, she’ll make you take it off for her. She’s a fan of you ‘performing’ for her, putting on a show. So she’ll make you slowly undo each button, revealing yourself slowly for her hungry eyes.

She’s also a fan of skirts, although unlike Ashe, they’re coming off first. Especially while you’re bent over so she can spank you and watch the handprints form.

Moira is also a pretty wealthy woman now that she’s getting her funding from…less than legal sources, with most of her income just going back into her research. So she’ll most likely give you some money to get yourself ‘something pretty’, and let you loose in a lingerie store so you can get something to show her later that night.

Although her one dirty secret she’s never shared is that the idea of you in a maid dress is…tempting. She isn’t sure why this particular fantasy of hers is one she’s reluctant to tell you, but maybe she’ll let it slip one night while her fingers are deep inside of you.

Sombra:

Another woman who likes to buy you things.

She’ll hack into your wish lists to see what clothes you like, and then get them and act like she just guessed (after a while you catch on, but don’t tell her, it’s more fun for her this way).

Honestly I think she’d love to see you in purple, wants you both to match.

Although I think she would also love an alt girl, with fishnets, chains, dark tones, you name it.

Will insist on being the one to pull up your tights or stockings or long socks, thinks its intimate, and will most likely press a kiss to wherever the garment ends.

Loves loves LOVES to see you in jeans, thinks they make your legs and ass look delicious.

Especially if you attach a chain to it, she'll love tugging on it to bring you closer and give you a kiss.

Nsfw:

she'll definitely love you dressing up in outfits made especially for sex.

her particular favourites are maid dresses and Halloween costumes (think sexy cat and sexy devil)

Due to her predilection for filming you, the costumes just make you look more stunning for her eyes and the camera lens.

She'll love to project the footage of you onto the wall to tease you, making you watch your body writhe and shake at her touch while you wear an embarrassing outfit.

Other than costumes, lingerie works for her too. Her particular favourite colour is purple (obvs)

She also loves lace bodysuits on you, adores the feeling of them under her fingertips as she runs her fingers up and down your waist.

Kiriko:

She loves fashion, so she'll adore a s/o that loves it too!

Definitely the type to want to share clothes, but if you aren't the same size as her don't worry, she'll just get two sizes of all the clothes she buys.

Really loves a y2k/streetwear style on a girl, especially the cool jackets. The type to have pinterest moodboards of the types of fashion for both you and herself.

Would steal your jackets constantly and wear them, getting to feel like she's yours.

And 100% loves it if you match her energy and steal hers too, makes her feel all giddy when she sees you wearing her jacket in public.

Also would love a partner who wears a lot of rings, you'll find her fiddling with them when you hold her hand.

Nsfw:

any outfit that you wear that shows your bra, whether it be a see-through top or an of the shoulder one where the strap is exposed, gets her going.

Definitely would love to snap the bra strap against your skin to tease you, especially in public.

She adores roleplaying, so anything where you both get to wear costumes.

Whether you're dressed as a sexy nurse , or a police officer or even a sexy secretary, she'll love it.

Will try and keep most of your costumes on in those scenarios.

Also loves it when you wear jeans, so she can grind herself on your thigh and feel the denim.

Junker Queen:

She's a strong and fiery woman, with an equally strong and edgy fashion sense. So to her, she'll love it if you dressed...dainty.

Is interested in the dichotomy, seeing you in the prettiest and most pastel dresses and tops and skirts and cute thigh high socks while she sits on her throne in her black denim and metal armour.

Loves anything floral on you.

Also loves texture, hence why she loves lace. She'll enjoy anything that feels interesting to her touch as she runs her strong hands over you.

But nothing beats your bare skin in her eyes, so if you're wearing a dress, skirt or shorts, you better have nothing preventing her from feeling and squeezing your bare thigh.

In that regard, she'll also love you to wear something off the shoulder too, so she can see your collarbones.

Nsfw:

Listen she's a simple woman when it comes to her desire for you, so nothing beats you being naked.

You'd try to wear the cutest lingerie sets but it wouldn't matter, she'd have them ripped off in seconds.

Always would complain, if it were up to her you simply wouldn't wear anything under your clothes (or anything in general).

However, that all changes when she first sees a playboy bunny outfit.

Something about it ignites a fire in her, and immediately she's getting you one.

Seeing the silly bunny ears on your head, the tights, the bodysuit, she wants you so badly it hurts. The vision of you on your knees in front of her, looking up at her like her own little pet, her own little rabbit.

If you do wear it, you'll create a monster...so good luck.

[thedarcyarts]

gotta pass train time somehow

[txicyuri]

ASHE X MALE!READER HEADCANONS

🧨 she leaves you for a woman

(ashe is a lesbian #tome)

[sluggishpaws]

pushing my highboom agenda to wake up highboom nation

[spaghetsquid]

I know absolutely nothing about Cowboy Bebop but

Hanzo as Julia when? And when do they smooch?

[froggibus]

I love your writing, especially your overwatch stuff!!! The lack of ashe content is 😭 tho, do you have anything in the works? If not maybe could we get a story that's ashe x f! reader or ashe x cassidy pretty please? 🙈

"You Scared?" - Ashe

Pairing: Ashe x reader

Genre: fluff?

Word Count: 700

Summary: Ashe comes over to watch horror movies and comforts you when you're scared

CW: horror movies + horror movie tropes, reader is kind of a scaredy cat ngl, first kiss, cuddling, just soft stuff

im negl i struggled with this omg. i love ashe but writing her is kinda hard for me cause i don't regularly hc her as anything! but honestly i loved writing this and i really like trying to challenge myself to do better. thank you for requesting <3 hopefully this makes up for the tragic lack of ashe content

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A blood curdling scream sounds from the tv. You flinch, drawing your knees closer into your chest and the blanket farther around your shoulders. The scream rings in your ears, a chill lurks on the back of your neck. 

Ashe scoffs, taking a sip of her wine. “You scared?”

“Pft—me? Scared?” You try to match her teasing tone, but your voice is shaky. 

In your defence, the movie is scary. A teenager being stalked by a masked killer, a call from the killer coming from inside the house? It sets your nerves on fire. 

Of course, not as much as the woman sitting across from you on the couch. Her red eyes ghosting over you are enough to make your heart race and palms sweat. 

“It’s written all over your face, sugar.”

Your face heats up at her words. “This is just my…movie watching face.”

“Right,” red irises roll behind black eyeliner. “Well, don’t worry, doll. Nobody’s gonna hurt you with me around.”

Your mouth feels dry, and your words fail you. You nod to her, hoping she can’t hear the pounding of your heart in your chest. You force yourself to focus back on the movie and the woman getting crushed by a garage door. 

While your eyes focus on the screen, Ashe focuses on you. The way your nose scrunches up at the blood and gore is so cute that she can’t seem to look away. You look so small and fragile curled up in a ball on her couch. 

Nothing like the people she’s used to—the rugged men that man her crew, the conniving women that run with her gang. No, you’re something else entirely. Something softer. Something that she needs more than anything right now. 

Your shoulders relax when the killing's done, focusing on a dorky kid who likes movies instead. You feel like you can breathe again and take your eyes off of the screen for the first time in a while. 

You look up just to see Ashe staring at you. “What?” You ask. 

“Just admiring the view,” she smirks. 

“Yeah? Do you like it when I’m scared?”

The white-haired woman sips her wine, muttering under her breath, “only cause you look so damn cute.”

You raise an eyebrow. “What was that?”

“Only cause you look so damn cute.”

Her words take you aback. She’s always been blunt, speaking her mind. But you never thought—never considered—she’d be interested in you. You can feel heat spreading up your neck. 

She laughs. “Cat got your tongue?” 

You bite your lip and nod, worried anything you say now will just come out as a high pitched squeak or an incomprehensible jumble of words. 

She leans forwards suddenly, fingers ghosting across your cheek. She leans in, lips hovering just above yours. “It’d be a shame to let such a pretty mouth go to waste.”

She closes the gap between you. Her lips are warm and soft, red lipstick smearing onto your lips, marking you as hers. She runs her hand up your cheek, up your temple, and into your hair. Her touch is so gentle, unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. 

You’re too flustered to speak when she pulls away. Her taste lingers on your tongue and all you want is more. She’s smiling at you, taking in the awestruck look on your face.

Before either of you can say anything, another scream from the TV fills the room. You flinch at the sudden noise, your shoulders crinkling together. 

“Come here,” she says, opening up her arms to you. “Sit with me, I’ll protect you.”

You scooch across the couch until you’re pressed against her, one arm on either side of you and your head on her chest. She’s so warm and her arms are so strong that you can’t help but feel safe with her. 

The movie isn’t so scary after that.