fell in love with the girl @ the rock show

Ash Moreno. 24. let's gooooo.

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damnkeaton‌:

Keaton turned his head into Ash’s shoulder, his smirk on full display for the other for just a second before he nuzzled his face against Ash’s neck while they laid side by side. “I don’t think you’re a mess.” Keaton relaxed in the comfort of Ash’s bed, and his presence. “I bet Seb would help sort it out, they might spend the entire time chastising you for ‘letting it get this bad’ or list some scientific facts about how ‘a clean room leads to a healthy lifestyle’ or something. Or I could help. Play some music, hang out, organize.”

Ash laughed, “You’re about the only one then,” he said with a yawn as Keaton cuddled up to him. Ash’s arms automatically wrapped casually and comfortably around him. He knew that other romantics definitely saw Ash as a bit of a disaster. He was by no means a trainwreck like some of his other friends, but he wasn’t organized and didn’t have his life together. “Seb would have a heart attack the moment they entered this space,” he joked, “I honestly think that if I finally did laundry it’d take care of most of the problem. I’d be down for your help though, or at least the company as I sat and did a few loads.”

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damnkeaton‌:

Keaton didn’t say any more on the matter, but he genuinely did believe that anyone could get sick of him. Sooner rather than later, in most cases. Even Ash, who was pretty patient with him and all his flaws thus far. “Someone DM Marie Kondo!” Keaton jokingly called out to a presumably empty house. Everyone else was still out for the night, as far as he knew. “We have to get her in here because you need some serious help, man.” Keaton spoke directly to Ash now, the telltale smirk on his lips enough to show that he was only teasing. Soon enough, the smirk disappeared behind the t-shirt he discarded. Keaton considered leaving his shoes outside the door, but he knew what the others would say about that. Instead, he risked leaving them under the aforementioned chair, on top of which he left all his clothes; aside from the boxers that he kept on when he finally dropped into Ash’s bed. “Is there a reason you’re avoiding the laundromat?”

“Alright, alright, let me live,” Ash joked back as Keaton ragged on him about his mess of a room, “I need my room to match my life, so it’s got to be a big ol’ mess.” Once he was down to his boxers, Ash laid back on his bed and stretched out, curling up next to Keaton as he did so. “No, not really. I just don’t wanna go. It’s a pain in the ass. Plus at this point, the clean and the dirty have all merged together so sorting is going to suck.” 

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damnkeaton‌:

Keaton pointed at Ash, clearly in affirmation of his flavor choice. “You’re right, it’s the only one that matters. I’ll settle for strawberry, but only if it’s over 90 degrees and I’m desperate.” In actuality, Keaton was known to mix the two most of the time. Keaton opened the door and held it to let Ash go first, then followed him in. Immediately, his fingers intertwined comfortably with Ash’s. Keaton relocked the door behind them. “Careful what you wish for, I’ll be there every night-” The heat in his own bedroom wasn’t that bad, it was survivable. He would just want someone to spend the nights with. “and then you’ll get sick of me.” Keaton was the type to claim that he hated cuddling, it felt too intimate. Way too vulnerable. But, when it came down to it, he craved it. And when it came to Ash, there was no point in pretending.

Ash shook his head. He knew he wouldn’t get tired of sharing a bed with Keaton. Ash loved to cuddle, he wasn’t extremely picky about it, but with Keaton, it wasn’t ever awkward. He felt comfortable and if he needed to switch things up because his arm was falling asleep he knew Keaton wouldn’t make a scene about it. “Mi cama es tu cama, you’re always welcome,” Ash said as he opened the door to his bedroom. He let go of Keaton’s hand and slipped out of his jacket and tossed it onto the chair in the corner of his room. He pulled his shirt up over his head as he made his way over to the fan. “Sorry about the mess.” He said, gesturing to the clothes strewn about the floor as he walked. He hit the fan’s on button and the machine went to work cooling the room. He yawned and stretched his arms over his head, cracking his back as he did so before sitting down on his bed and kicking his shoes off. “The chair’s a safe place to keep things from disappearing in the chaos.” He offered as he removed his belt from the loops on his jeans.

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damnkeaton‌:

“I would expect nothing less. Name your flavor.” As they drew nearer to their shared home, Keaton’s longing for his bed, or better yet Ash’s bed, grew exponentially. Just walking with Ash was so comfortable that he could only assume that he’d sleep soundly with him too. “That would be great, you sure you don’t mind?” Keaton glanced at him to be sure, then unlocked the key to their place. “I’ll add buying a fan to my to do list for tomorrow.”

“Blue raspberry, of course. It’s the only choice.” Ash let go of Keaton’s shoulders as they approached the house so he could unlock the door. “Keaton, you can crash with me anytime, man.” Ash meant it. Being with Keaton was easy, comfortable. At this point, Ash just wanted to cuddle up with him and go to sleep. Ash leaned against the doorframe as Keaton unlocked the door. He stepped inside and took Keaton’s hand.

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damnkeaton‌:

“In that case, I’ll drop by at noon with a bag of ice and a snow cone to keep you going.” Keaton offered, figuring the timing would actually suit his schedule for the next day perfectly. The bag of ice was mostly a joke, but treating Ash to a snow cone would likely brighten both of their days. “Speaking of hot,” Keaton nudged Ash, to insinuate that Ash was hot. Although, that wasn’t the point he was initially getting at. “my bedroom this time of year is basically Hell. I think that’s why I’ve been so tired lately.”

“A snow cone would save my ass. I’ll hold you to it.” Ash smiled as Keaton called him hot, “Wow, smooth,” he teased while they continued to make their way home. He yawned as Keaton talked about his room. “That sounds miserable.  I’ve got a pretty nice cooling fan if you wanna crash with me.” Ash didn’t mind sleeping in a bed with Keaton. In fact, it sounded really nice tonight.

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damnkeaton‌:

“Opening shift? Dude, that’s rough. I have shit to get done, but nothing that early.” Keaton wrapped his arm around Ash’s waist in return, and let his head fall onto Ash’s shoulder as they walked. “What time is opening anyway?”

Ash bumped his hip against Keaton’s as they made their way onto the main street. “Eh, it’s 10 am. Not too early but it’s still going to suck. People get grouchy when it’s hot and tomorrow’s supposed to be a scorcher. I bet I’ll be ready to walk out by noon.” 

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damnkeaton‌:

Keaton had always been a big fan of going out, whether that be by himself or with some of his friends. He enjoyed dancing, meeting new people, singing at the top of his lungs and, most notably, drinking heavily. Perhaps that was cause for concern, but that was beside the point.

When Keaton saw Ash leaving, he admittedly followed with the simple intention of making sure that someone incredibly important to him made it home safe, but he’d never admit that. That would make him too vulnerable and he couldn’t allow that. Instead, he offered a lopsided, somewhat dopey smile accompanied by a curt nod. “Yeah, got some shit to do tomorrow.”

Ash nodded, “Yeah, I feel that. I have the opening shift on the truck tomorrow and since it’s,” Ash paused and looked at his watch, “Already 1 am, I figured I should call it a night. I’m sleepy as fuck, bro. I just wanna be in bed...” Ash slung an arm around Keaton’s shoulder as the two of them made their way down the alley.

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dyl-crane‌:

The door shuts behind her and she spots Ash. Alcohol still pulses through her veins but she is done with her evening for now, there’s only so much fun that a girl can have. As he calls to her she lulls against the shut door momentarily, an echoing chuckle, “I guess,” she tells him, standing upright and walking over to him, yanking the shoulder of his jacket to make space for her arm, “Together again. Definitely meant to be,” she jokes, “Don’t worry, I’ll escort you home safely. I’m tough.”

Ash laughed as Dylan slid her arm under his. “Definitely. The universe keeps pushing us together like this. It’s gotta be fate,” he joked back. At her last words, he smiled, “My hero.” He smiled and put his free hand to his heart in an overdramatic show of appreciation. 

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Ash was ready to head home, in bed and wearing less clothing, so he ducked out of the bar where they had been having drinks through the back door. He was heading down the alley, hyping himself up for the walk home, when he heard the door shut again. He turned around, “Oh, hey. I was just heading out. You too?” 

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damnkeaton‌:

Keaton had always thought that, should he run into one of his friends from back home, he would turn tail and run. Being as connected to someone as he was with all of the Romantics, in Keaton’s experience, was just asking to get hurt sooner or later. And yet, he greeted Ash instead of avoiding him. Not to mention calling the stranger that had just shoved him out. After all, it was clear that Ash stepping on him was merely an accident and the pushing was a vast overreaction. Or maybe Keaton was just biased. “Hey, man! Take it easy.” Keaton warned the stranger, accompanied by a pointed glare. Once that was out of the way, he shifted his entire focus to Ash who he greeted with a hug, and warm grin. “The one and only.” he replied. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

Ash scoffed as Keaton warned off the stranger. That man wasn’t a priority for him now that Keaton was here. “It has been.” He held Keaton back at arm’s length and looked at him with a smile, “What’ve you been up to, man?”  Ash left his arm around Keaton’s shoulder as they stood in the crowd. 

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damnkeaton‌:

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A beer gifted by a stranger resulted in a not-so-subtle, lopsided smirk from Keaton, along with raised eyebrows and a glance over the rim of his sunglasses. The look came as second nature to Keaton. It was well practiced, and often well received. Despite the shared look between he and the stranger, when Keaton turned back to the crowd his focus shifted somewhere else. Or, rather, to someone else. The flirtatious stranger was immediately forgotten, as soon as he saw Ash dancing. The song brought back memories of their shitty high school cover band. Keaton discarded the drink (he had always been hesitant in accepting drinks from anyone he didn’t know), and replaced it with two more, then approached Ash with one held out toward him. “Hey. Don’t hurt yourself.”

Ash had been a little bit drunk since 11 am that morning. The nice buzz had carried him through several events out in the sun and landed him in this crowd, swaying to the music with a couple hundred other people who were equally sweaty and enthralled. The guy next to him shot him a wink and moved a little closer, bumping his hip against Ash’s. Ash smiled and returned the gesture. The music paused and the guy slid his arms around Ash’s waist and pulled him against his body. Ash leaned back against the stranger and the other man kissed his neck as they moved together.  As the band’s set ended, the guy’s friend pulled him away by the hand and Ash watched him disappear into the crowd.  Ash sighed and stretched his arms above his head, he stepped back and onto someone’s foot. “Shit sorry,” he said, but the guy pushed him and Ash stumbled. He found his footing as he heard a familiar voice behind him, “Keaton Dhami? Holy shit man! Is that you?” He took the beer from his friend and slung his free arm around Keaton’s shoulders.

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damnkeaton‌:

“I consider it my greatest talent, second only to my musical abilities.” Keaton’s tone was flat, making it difficult to tell that he was joking. He was, though, of course. “Spend it on liquor instead, or gas or whatever a responsible person might buy,” he suggested with a shrug, as they approached the marshmallows and Ash tossed a few bags into the cart.  Keaton took over pushing the cart, until the reached the candy section. “I mean, people tend to buy metal skewers for sanitary reasons I guess? I feel like Holland or Julie might refuse to eat off a stick.”

Ash laughed and bumped his shoulder against Keaton’s at the other man’s comment. “Something a responsible person would buy? I don’t understand...” Ash joked as they mad their way through the store. He nodded, “True, I mean Julie for sure would. Holland, I think it would depend on her mood and how many of us gave her shit for it.” He stopped in front of the shelves full of candy bars, surveying their options. 

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cookmathis‌:

“I think I saw a stand back at the gift shop. Want to run there with me and then maybe take a hike,” Cooper asked looking back at Ash. Because it has just been him and Greyson for so long it was like he forgot what other male friendship felt like. He is allowing himself to drift beyond the three amigos.

Ash shrugged, “I’ll definitely go with you to the shop, as far as the hike, we’ll have to see how much light’s left when we get back,” he said. 

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Ash climbed into the driver’s seat. Not known for being the best driver, he hadn’t been granted the chance to play chauffer yet. However, the group had stopped at a rest stop to stretch their legs and take a break from being on the road and he was the first one back on the bus. This was his chance. He gripped the steering wheel with a smile. When he saw someone climbing up into the bus shoot him a skeptical look he pouted a little, “Oh, c’mon! I drive a food truck, how different can this thing be?” 

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H E A D C A N O N   { O O 1 / ? } FAMILY:

Ash’s mom met his dad when she worked at a hospital in Portland. Lupe was a nursing student and Trevor was a medical resident. They had a brief affair full of escapades in on-call rooms and supply closets and weren’t the most careful people in the world. Trevor was married, so when he found out she was pregnant with Ash, he cut ties with them both. Scared and unsure of what to do, Lupe called her mother. Magdalena wasn’t thrilled about her daughter being an unwed mother, but the draw of a grandchild and the loss of her own husband the year prior prompted her to let Lupe move in with her in Ashland. There, the two women, along with help from their neighbors, raised Ash and made him the man he is today.

Guadalupe “Lupe” Moreno - Mother - 48 - Occupation: ER Nurse - FC: Andrea Navedo.

Trevor Rawlings - Father- 53 - Occupation: Doctor - FC: Ben Affleck (wasn’t in the picture).

Ashley Rafael Moreno - 24 - Occupation: food truck worker -FC: Tyler Posey.

Magdalena Moreno - Grandmother -70- Occupation: retired - FC: Rita Moreno.

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SEND “ ✿ ” FOR 2 HEADCANONS FOR OUR MUSES’ RELATIONSHIP.

1. Ash has always thought Jamie was super cute. He had a crush on her back when they worked together, but he never tried to be her boyfriend or anything because he was worried it would ruin their friendship. He couldn’t imagine not being her friend.

2. Ash and Jamie had many a contests in high school when they worked the concession stand at a local movie theater. These contests ranged from who could catch the most pieces of popcorn in a row with the other tossing them, who could fit the most m&ms in their mouth, to everything in between. Once they competed to see who could make the grossest concoction of edible things from the stand and Jamie’s concoction was so gross Ash almost puked. Needless to say, she won.