Fifty words for murder...

RP blog for Ashe Bradley, from Witch's Heart. Run by Fib.

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Postgame Ashe reference sheet for myself on @livelyblades

Bonus: feral cat shenanigans

[livelyblades]

NEW MUSE UNLOCKED: Postgame Ashe (and his cat counterpart I guess?)!

He’s 30, he’s scarred, he’s angry, and he doesn’t want a home god dammit.

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💢 for Sirius or Claire (livelyblades)

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   Sirius had been resting soundly or atleast he had seemed that way. He was not the type to shift or toss in his slumber. 

   The doorknob to his room had shuttered for a moment before shifting and turning. A tall slender male figure had slipped into the others room, and had taken care not to tread on any old floor boards. 

   Though Sirius, being the light sleeper that he was, slowly opened his eyes to peer at the figure in question. 

   “And what the devil do you believe you’re doing in my chambers at this hour?” His eyes were still adjusting as he placed the back of his hand close to his lips to yawn. 

   The Lavender had yet to have a full nights rest and this was due to his reluctance to turn in early for his evenings. Since he would rather work through the night instead of rest. 

    All for the legacy of Lady Dorothy. Such a struggle was necessary if it was in her namesake.

[livelyblades]

Ashe had been careful. He had thought as much, at least.

His lockpicks were refined enough to do their job without much noise, and Ashe was pretty sure he knew how to tread through a room unnoticed: from the careful handling of the lights trickling through the doorframe to the sublety of his steps.

All of it, all for nothing. Crimson eyes seemed to piece into him, his cover blown in the blink of an eye.

“Ah...!” Ashe muttered, voice far too soft and far too airy for his liking. “Sirius...!”

He had considered the possibility of Sirius being awake or waking up, but he had apparently been far too cocky to concoct a Plan B.

Luckily, he was pretty good at improvising, and the medicine cabinet in the room did not escape him.

Calm down, Bradley. Drop his guard somehow, then find a sedative... No, the blades... Letting his eyelids droop and shoulders slouch slightly, Ashe tilted his head at the sleepy lavender, pouting slightly.

“Siriuuuuuuus...!” He whined, stepping closer to the other’s bed, “The monsters in your mansion have been so mean to me! They are preventing me from sleeping properly...”

The researcher looked down at Sirius with a puppy-eyed expression, kneeling beside the lavender with a pleading whine.

“Take responsability, won’t you?”

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Encouragement Starters

“You’re a hell of a lot stronger than you think.”

“I know you can handle it, but please be careful.”

“It’s gonna be okay. I promise.”

“You can cry. I won’t look.”

“Come here. It’s okay to cry. Just let it out.”

“Come on, sit down. Tell me what’s wrong. We’ll figure it out.”

“Don’t worry. It’s gonna be over soon, and we’ll go home.”

“You’re gonna do awesome. You’ve got this.”

“You’re doing great. Keep going.”

“Relax. You’re doing really well. You’re almost done.”

“I know you get this a lot, but you really are beautiful.”

“That— looks really amazing on you.”

“Wait, you made this? These are great.”

“Go on. I’ll be right behind you.”

“Lead the way. I’ve got your back, no matter what.”

“Are you kidding? You’re doing way better than you were!”

“I’m impressed. And that’s not easy to do.”

“I know you can be really hard on yourself— but I believe in you.”

“Stop fretting. You’ve been working your ass off. You’re gonna knock this outta the park.”

“How about this? When you succeed— which I know you will, I’ll take you out for dinner to celebrate.”

“Don’t worry. They’re gonna love you. You’ll see.”

“Just be patient. It’s all gonna work out. I promise.”

“You did the right thing. If anyone says otherwise, they’re gonna have to deal with me.”

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🗜- Stuck in a trap

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📖- Reading/studying

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[livelyblades]

side-wilardo‌:

Wil simply grinned against Ashe’s sensitive skin, “Well, now that’s on you, Petal.”

His hands stopped, Wil no longer allowed them to wander up Ashe’s sides. Even if the researcher was delectably enticing, he wanted some sort of sign first. He moved his chin more near the others shoulder, too short to really properly place it there without craning his neck slightly.

“And while you say that…” His hand moved up, cupping the others chin and leaning the researchers head back on the shorter males shoulder so the two could lock eyes. “…you gotta take a break from studying once in a while, ya know.”

Ashe reluctantly let himself be moved, responding to the silver eyes in front of him with a golden glare of his own. 

He considered both his options and his actual feelings on the matter: it wasn’t like Wilardo wasn’t attractive - hell, everyone in this damn mansion looked great in their own unique ways - but the more Ashe let himself get attached to people in this cursed Witch’s mansion, the harder it would be when hell broke loose.

And he was very much certain that, unfortunately, chaos would be inevitable.

Oh well.

Ashe stepped forward, breaking free from Wilardo’s gentle grasp, and turned around, gazing at the other with an analytical, thoughtful gaze. Then, suddenly, the researcher moved closer once again, firmly grabbing Wilardo’s chin and pulling the shorter man in for a rough, deep kiss: quickly slipping his tongue inside once the opportunity arose.

“Don’t,” He muttered, voice low, once he allowed himself to break the kiss apart, “waste my time. Understand?” 

[livelyblades]

 side-wilardo‌:

He bit back a chuckle, seeing Ashe’s reaction to the strength of the vodka. Mm, can’t handle the taste.

He eyes the other over once managing to finish their treat. Realizing just how desperately the other needed rest. 

Yanking the bottle out of Ashe’s hand, he then chugged a few gulps, setting it aside.  The florist stood, snatching Ashe’s wrist and yanking him to his feet. “Alright, to bed with ya.” When Ashe tried to cement his feet in place, the other all but grunted, eyes narrowing. His arm wrapped under his rump and hoisted him up over his shoulder.  Wil carried the flailing buzzed graduate to the bed and simply dropped him on the mattress. 

Allowing the shock to take effect, Wilardo climbed on top of the other and sat in place, keeping the stubborn male there. “Sleep.” 

Wilardo folded his arms, staring down at the other. His eyes narrowing further, “And quit your whinin’ ya need this.”

Ashe stuck his tongue at Wilardo, refusing to let go of the bottle for a moment before begrudgingly allowing the other to take it away from his hands.

He watched Wilardo move around for a second, tilting his head to the side. He looked down as the florist pulled his hand, and shook his head no, pouting and keeping his instance.

“N-not yet... I still have some revisions to make--”  He blinked in groggy confusion before being lifted up, “Eek--!! W-what are you...?”

Ashe wiggled pathetically as he was carried over to his bed, making whiny noises and muttering disappointed complaints. Having in mind how large Ashe himself was in comaprison to Wilardo’s own size, the historian wasn’t exactly expecting the other to be capable to lift him up and carry him in that manner.

If he had to be honest -which he would never be- that was pretty hot.

He was slammed onto the bed with a sharp gasp, and watched incredulously as Wilardo climbed on top of him and sat down, commanding him to rest.

“Ah-wha...?” Ashe stammered, face going a deep shade of crimson. “Wh- I- I’m not a child, you know?! Y-you don’t need to be all over me! I can rest by myself!”

He squirmed under Wilardo, groaning and whining in embarrassment. He placed his hands onto the other man’s thighs: feebly attempting to push him up in order to take him off and end this farce.

“Adler, for fuck’s sake...!” 

[livelyblades]

Open Starter - A Nekomata’s weakness

It was way past dinnertime; yet, Ashe had found himself in the kitchen once again, going through the ingredients in the cupboards with shaky, pale hands. 

His fingers trembled as he struggled to decide whether to make himself a sweet treat, which would definitely give him some energy to endure the night, or something salty, which had a chance to regulate his blood pressure. It was all futile, though - the researcher knew exactly the source of the weakness that had overcome his body in such a sudden manner.

His resolve was fading again.

Many times through his life, Ashe had the urge to simply let go; stop believing he could bring them back and resign himself to die as a regular cat. He felt the urge to simply run to his family’s embrace in the afterlife, and let all of it go.

But he had made a promise: a promise to solve this ridiculous mess once and for all. He had vowed never to accept going back to an empty home, ever again. It was why the demons had granted him this humanoid form, and why he could live for far longer than a regular feral cat should.

No matter what, he couldn’t stop now. No matter how many bright, kind smiles were thrown his way; how many small acts of kindness threatened to move a heart he had long declared to be dead; how many beautiful stories were told.

In his head, it was all very clear. 

In the depths of his soul, however, he knew something was changing inside him. This cursed mansion, and the cursed people who now resided in it, were all changing him.

And that meant only one thing.

Ashe only had the time to grab a small bag of sugar before his body crashed down onto the floor, trembling and paling at an alarming rate. He coughed and wheezed, eyes going hazy as he felt the weakness in his body turn into pain, and then into agonizing numbness.

When he came to, all his frail, thin body was capable of doing was crawling out of his clothes, now far, far too big for him. He attempted to call out for someone, anyone, for help: only for a weak mewl to come out of his strained, no longer human vocal chords.

He laid his head down onto the floor and closed his eyes, letting himself be taken into the darkness once more.

Kindness alone can’t protect anything.

[livelyblades]

(Side-Wilardo) <3 -either Ashe can pick him up or Wil can pick up Ashe-

“Up you go, up you gooo~!”

As swift as a fox, Ashe’s arms snaked around Wilardo’s waist, wrapping around the immortal’s torso and pulling him up.

One would guess someone with a slim figure such as Ashe would have a harder time accomplishing such a feat: but Wilardo was small, and Ashe did have some muscle strength on him.

But most importantly, Wilardo was small.

And really, that was all the reason Ashe needed to do what he did.

“Ahhh~ I’ve wanted to do this ever since I first met you!” Ashe cooed, softly rubbing his cheek against the other’s back. “So cute~”

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side-wilardo‌:

The immortal unconsciously shifted in Ashe’s lap. “Whatever works for you, I guess.”

The closeness was really getting to him now as he quietly tried to focus on something else. Wilardo was adamant in not making any real eye contact while in their current position. Something along the lines of nerves and evident sensitivity to touch on his part, Not like he’d openly admit to that. He was rigid for a while before begrudgingly relaxing back into Ashe. 

This little shit is never going to let me hear the end of this. He mused to himself as his eyes fluttered shut.

“Ehehe~” Ashe giggled, happily nuzzling against the crook of Wilardo’s neck. Once he found a comfortable position, her stilled himself, basking in the warmth. “This feels very nice, if I can be honest!”

The researcher sighed deeply; enjoying the faint smell of chlorophyll and gunpowder coming from Wilardo’s small, lithe body. Speaking of him: while the other really was very small for an adult man, Ashe wouldn’t quite say he was frail.  He could feel broad shoulders, and muscle beneath his clothes.

Reasonably strong, he thought to himself. Could easily fight this off.

“You are so delectably warm~” Ashe all but purred, pulling the other closer, wrapping his arms tighter around Wilardo’s chest. “I wouldn’t mind being like this for a good while.”