CEO of Asher/Davey Brain Rot

red | they/them | 23

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Current WIP's working title: the things we don’t talk about (David&Asher)

About Me

My name's Red. My pronouns are they/them.

I'm 23 and my birthday is, unironically, the sunbound solstice (June 21st).

I'm an engineering (biomedical with a concentration in biochemical, if anyone's curious) student first and a writer second. I write fairly inconsistently because my free time comes and goes at the mercy of my professors.

Asher is by far my favorite Redacted boy. David's the one I relate the most to.

I don't mind minors following me, so long as they block and do not interact with the #bonk tag. I will block any minor I see interact with those posts.

My DMs and asks are always open!

My Tags

#red's writing -- What it says on the tin. Everything I write gets this tag.

#red's thoughts -- Every original post I make that isn't my writing can be found here.

#bonk -- This is where my 18+ content goes, everything from the smut I write to NSFW headcanons about the characters I might post. It's a reference to this meme.

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hey, guess who isn't dead and remembered how to write again? the answer is me! a short lil fic of my versions of asher and david coming out to each other as teenagers is going to be posted by the end of the day :)

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sometimes i am a liar. not posted by the end of yesterday, but here it is!

(queer) kids these days

On their walk home from school, Asher was unusually tense, and David wanted to know why.

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hey, guess who isn't dead and remembered how to write again? the answer is me! a short lil fic of my versions of asher and david coming out to each other as teenagers is going to be posted by the end of the day :)

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drunk and had the galaxy brain take that i need to start writing david hairer. i need to make that man a muscle bear or the world will end. hes a werewolf, why have i not given him fur? what ahve i been DOING

[fidelcostco]

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Im drunk rn so forgive the lack of eloquence and the typos, but I once saw a s9meone saying David wouldn’t love angel if they were a worm and I seethe with rage every time I remember it. like shut up shut up shut up!!!! do we know the same david??? hebis so hopelessly devoted to angel he'd love them if they were a worm an ant a fucking microscopic virus. if they were a worm he'd build them a little wormy enclosure and keep it on his nightstand so he could make sure they were safe and cared for

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Hm. Can y'all tell I have big feelings about David?

I do stand by this, though. For as devoted as he is to the pack, we know he's more devoted to angel. He's said as much, told them that they're his priority, even and always above the pack. Loving angel is such a core tenet of David's character I genuinely cannot conceive of how someone might think he wouldn't love them as a worm. He might be a bitch about admitting it and beat around the point, but David would love angel in whatever form they take, be that a person or a worm.

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Im drunk rn so forgive the lack of eloquence and the typos, but I once saw a s9meone saying David wouldn’t love angel if they were a worm and I seethe with rage every time I remember it. like shut up shut up shut up!!!! do we know the same david??? hebis so hopelessly devoted to angel he'd love them if they were a worm an ant a fucking microscopic virus. if they were a worm he'd build them a little wormy enclosure and keep it on his nightstand so he could make sure they were safe and cared for

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just remembered I have an ask box and my little internet friends are being nice to me in there. yay.

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the things we don't talk about

September 3rd, 2017, at the intersection of 19th and Moon Valley, just after 9:30 PM, Asher saw something he’d never tell a soul and David’s life changed irrevocably.

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What do you want to see next in my little Ash/Davey no canon mates AU (except this time you get working titles, not small summaries)?

you came/you called.

you've got my body, flesh and bone

(queer) kids these days

heat waves been fakin' me out

brother

tax benefits

drunk words/sober thoughts

on faith alone

i don't read (your) Asher/David fics but i wanna see the results

Voting ended onMar 22, 2025

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Fantastic news: I remembered how to write! Once my beta reads my latest WIP, it's good to go. :)

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drunk asher crying a week after the wedding like “…babe can we renew our vows i’ve got more to say”

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David, on the exceedingly rare occasions in which he bites back his obsession with his self-image and submits, does it a lot like a livestock guardian dog does to its sheep.

He's big and he's scary and he was always meant to be. There's blood on his teeth, and a lot of it. It stains his fur and he's been tasting it, sick and metallic, since he was 24, but it's alright. It's for a cause, for a pack, for an angel.

He was born and bred through their lens before he'd even known as much, a rogue planet hurtling through space until he'd found his sun, and now he'll orbit their insurmountable gravity until they burn him out. His purpose is, always has been, to serve them.

Every ounce of muscle, every inch of height, every sharp tooth was always for them, for his angel, for his sheep, before it was ever for him. It was never even his body. It was always theirs. When the coyotes come, they'll get to him first, and if he does his job right, never to his angel. If he does his job right, they might grace him with their warmth.

So when he submits, he'll take what they give him, be it pain or pleasure. It's what he was bred for, meant to feel the ache of teeth in his flesh for their sake. If he's good, if he's loyal, if he's strong, and they reward him with their gentle touch and grant him the privilege of pleasure, he'll take that, too.

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The metaphor works for angel, too, for the record.

They, for better or worse, were pulled into this world of shifters and vampires and magic that has the potential to be massively dangerous to them. They are no less defenseless than a lamb in the face of a coyote.

Defenseless yet, no one dares touch them, not due to their own power but because to harm angel is to incite a protective fury that will not shy away from lethality, was instead bred for it.

They've seen David come home from situations in which someone was stupid enough to come after the pack or them with blood on his clothes, on his face, on his teeth. All he'd ever say was a gruff, "It's handled."

And maybe it's selfish or sadistic or both but they want to take him apart, break that composure like glass. For the lamb that they may be, they want to feel his skin give to his teeth, taste his blood on their tongue, watch him take whatever they'll give him in the way he was always beholden to.

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Apparently y'all really like the submissive David content. There's, like, 10 more people following from that one post, which is cool, but I just want to make sure y'all know I do not primarily write the canon ships of character/listener. Most of my writing is David/Asher.

I'm also now begging for people to read my pinned post before they follow me. I've had to block 5 or 6 minors now for interacting with my 18+ posts after the last one breached containment. I am not a prude about sex, sexuality, and kink, but those spaces and works are not for minors and anyone who says otherwise is probably a predator.

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David, on the exceedingly rare occasions in which he bites back his obsession with his self-image and submits, does it a lot like a livestock guardian dog does to its sheep.

He's big and he's scary and he was always meant to be. There's blood on his teeth, and a lot of it. It stains his fur and he's been tasting it, sick and metallic, since he was 24, but it's alright. It's for a cause, for a pack, for an angel.

He was born and bred through their lens before he'd even known as much, a rogue planet hurtling through space until he'd found his sun, and now he'll orbit their insurmountable gravity until they burn him out. His purpose is, always has been, to serve them.

Every ounce of muscle, every inch of height, every sharp tooth was always for them, for his angel, for his sheep, before it was ever for him. It was never even his body. It was always theirs. When the coyotes come, they'll get to him first, and if he does his job right, never to his angel. If he does his job right, they might grace him with their warmth.

So when he submits, he'll take what they give him, be it pain or pleasure. It's what he was bred for, meant to feel the ache of teeth in his flesh for their sake. If he's good, if he's loyal, if he's strong, and they reward him with their gentle touch and grant him the privilege of pleasure, he'll take that, too.

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I'm not sure if I'm the only one who enjoys transmasc!Baaabe or not, but either way, here's this.

nerves

With their roommate gone on a trip, they finally had the apartment to themself, and Asher was on his way over. What better thing to do with their pretty boyfriend when he arrived than to jump his bones for the first time?

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Meant to post a new fic before the new year and got way too into Stardew again instead. It'll be out soon though and I intend for it to be an absolute feast for the transmasc!baaabe enjoyers. It's mostly done, but I wrote the last 1.5 thousand words ✨️drunk✨️ so it needs to be proofread by a sober version of me tomorrow.