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@cupgoose
little art tag moment!
RSVP (A Redactedverse Oneshot)
My half of a fic/art exchange with @cupgoose! Thanks for the opportunity to participate, friend! I love having the chance to share work with the fandom. Exchanges are all about creation and community. <3 Hope you enjoy!
Prompts: Asher/Babe, āwhere we can watch their relationship dynamic shift and develop before theyāre actually togetherā
Read RSVP on AO3 here!
Rating: T; WC: ~3K; Characters: Asher, Babe, David; Pairing: Asher/Babe
Summary: Shortly after their elevator meeting, Babe and Asher navigate their current status with each other and reflect on their past relationship experiences. Oddly enough, itās Davidās (oblivious) comment that forces Babe and Asher to find the courage to admit their true feelings.
Tags: Early Relationship, Mutual Pining, Love, Attraction, Falling in Love, Idiots in Love, Worries, Insecurities, Past Relationship Trauma, Self-Consciousness, Babe is Feeling Things, Asher Is Trying So Hard, David is Oblivious, Flirting, Communication, Vulnerability, Honesty, Emotions, Jinx, Wedding Invitation Drama, Relationship Growth, Kissing, Fic/Art Exchange, Oneshot, Gender-Neutral Babe
Thanks for reading! Any and all feedback is welcome and cherished!
a moment between milo and @romirolaās sweetheart <3 check out the lovely fic that romirola wrote me too!
Commission art for @ejunkiet of their babe and Fool!Asher!
Please do not use, save or distribute this art piece thank you!
fool! david has me in shambles i canāt
(click for better quality!)
also bonus:
your gavin is so pretty!!! iām holding his face in my hands and going :]]]]] i love himmmmmm
YOURE SO KIND ANON!!!!! a little thank you for you<33
i died but was resurrected with doodles in hand
hereās gavin + david + asher.. suggestively⦠oops.
I love your rendition of Asher
THANK YOU!!! i had trouble getting him right at first but iām glad that people like him HAHA
hi hello ur art of huxley and damien has just got me in the biggest chokehold that itās a permanent fixture of my huxley/damien page on my phone so thank you so much for your service š«”
the colors r so pretty i literally love that art so much so thank u
holy shit thank you so much!!!!??? also your phone layout is so cute<3
having many thoughts about david and asherās friendship and how itās evolved over the years
so far in their stories, we know more about david than we do asher. hell, we donāt even have asherās last name, nor do we know if heās got parents, family, anyone else besides the pack members that arenāt his bio family.
in asherās video after the first solstice party, he says that heās scared to let his relationship with david change, but what if he was afraid of it feeling set in stone? he says that he needs to step up more and take his role seriously but what if heās completely ignoring and discrediting himself?
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davidās an observant guy. heās always had to be, and just is by nature. gabe always joked that if his head could swivel a full 360, heād start calling him an owl. but when gabe dies, he doesnāt notice much anymore.
asher takes over the solstice parties; the planning, catering, decorating, budgeting for the supplies all falls on him. he doesnāt take any credit for it, just lets the pack members that have the space for it take it instead. he visits david almost everyday, whether itās to bring a meal if he knows he doesnāt want to cook or to ātalkā but really heās doing dishes or cleaning something when davidās not looking. itās intuition for him, to know david even if he wonāt say whatās wrong.
itās asher thatās followed up pack meetings with emails listing summaries of the points, and scheduled secret ones in advance. itās him thatās dealt with pack issues that couldāve gone to david, but he knows that his best friendās barely floating right now and the last he wants is to bother him.
itās not until after the inversion, when asherās dropping off some paperwork for some behind-the-scenes training for miguel, that david sees the darkness under his eyes. he notices the worry thatās seemed to permanently under paint asherās expressions. his postureās tight and thereās a heaviness that wasnāt on his shoulders before. or was it? asher doesnāt seem bothered by it. in fact, he seems, used to it. the normal lightheartedness isnāt radiating from him anymore. the joke he made about david taking forever to answer the door seems strained at best. asherās legs and fingers donāt seem to ever stop moving when heās sitting on davidās couch: like he might break if he stops. the stillness has become his enemy and davidās finally noticed how asher seems to resemble atlas in that moment. it comes out clumsy and unsure, his question to asher if heās alright and he sees the dam crack a bit more. he shakes his head, his curls bouncing slightly and his smile seems too wide. too tight. his whole body is on edge, like a rubber band about to snap.
he pushes a bit more, testing the boundary. asher insists heās okay, heās just a bit worried about a couple matters that were brought up, but regret immediately washes over his face, like he spilled a secret he was entrusted not to say.
david asks what problems and asher replies with oh you know, the usual little things that you donāt have to bother with. and he pushes again. because what things shouldnāt i bother with? this is my job.
asherās fists curl into themselves a bit as he waves it off, the laugh a half note too high for his best friend and davidās alarms are going off. this isnāt asher. this isnāt the happy-go-lucky beta he grew up with. this is a different man and davidās not sure when he changed.
davidās tone softens when he sits next to him and asks him to be honest.
the dam breaks and asherās vomiting the past four years and how he planned the solstice parties and made sure he was fed, and the apartment was clean and angel was being taken care of after their own breakdown and taking them to therapy and getting their meds and working so much that his own mate has to force him to hand off three/four events a week so heāll take a day off once in a while.
the entire time asherās speaking, his throat is on fire and he emphasizes how much he does not blame david for not being able to function normally because hell, he hasnāt been able to function ānormallyā in so long and the talk he had with him was a genuine concern.
davidās finally realized how much heās missed and he apologizes for unintentionally pushing that much responsibility onto him and asherās laughing through his tears saying that itās so him to think he did something wrong but david iām your best friend and your beta. i know what you can handle, and all that time, you couldnāt do it alone, like you thought you could. and how he doesnāt ever want him to blame him.
he finally sees how much ash has grown and matured. and while he may be more serious when the time calls for it, his best friend will always be the same free-spirited, slightly childish man.
Asher: kiss me, you wonāt!
he didā¦and boy was not prepared at all
theyāre gay, your honor
congrats to lasko for being the last person standing š we're proud of you š
david moment!!!!
Your body is wonder, Iāll use my hands
@ejunkiet asked for some post Inversion body/scar worship for Asher and here we all are!
āBabe, please. I āā Asher doesnāt whine, exactly. His breath catches in the middle of the word, drawing it out sweetly on his tongue. The sounds are tumbling for his lips before he can stop them; just emotions and sensations and 'You feel so good,ā but he isnāt begging either. (Not yet.)
He can feel their smile, their lips brushing against the underside of his jaw and the curve of his neck. They move their hips; a slow, sinuous arch of their back and Ash is bucking up off the bed. The huff of laughter is warm against his skin. They slip a finger into the ring on his collar and pull it taut.
āStay.ā
āBabe.ā (That, he concedes, is a whine.)
They hum in response. Their kisses are sloppy; lips open, tip of their tongue drawing along his pulse, blunt teeth against his collar bone. His hands are twisted in the sheets. He wants to touch, wants to run them over his mateās skin, to feel them shuddering under his touch. He wants to tangle his hands in their hair and drag their mouth to his. He wants ā
The collar tightens again. Not tight tight, just snug. Their thumb traces the edge of the leather, feather light, and it settles him.Ā
'This is about you,ā they whisper, mouth pressed to his skin, their knees drawn close on either side of his hips. 'Iāve got you. Just let me take care of you.ā
Read the rest on AO3.
I think this straddles (heh) the line between mature and explicit but I rated E to be on the safe side. Please note the tags as Ash is going through some stuff and I thought it was important to touch on that. But donāt worry, Babe has him.
asher playing guitar?!
honestly after how much pain asher has been going through he deserves a badass hobby <3
Idk why I drew this. I just wanted to draw my Tank pining Sam to the floor.
Heās into it