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[text: 📱 ash] YES OKAY I STILL OWN MY FRICKIN BARNEY BLANKET[text: 📱 ash] ………………..[text: 📱 ash] that[text: 📱 ash] wasn’t meant for you

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          ❝ ---- i know you and chris aren’t getting anywhere           with this lame ass game of cat and mouse, so hear           me out for a second. as the resident, self proclaimed           sexpert, tell me you’ve at least tried sexy texting. or, like,           lacy underwear, or something. you could totally borrow           some of mine, if you need to. ❞

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Ashley had been spending more time with Jess ever since the incident at the mines, especially since she’d thought she had heard her. She’d often go on double dates involving her and Chris along with Jess and Mike, but today was one of those days where their boyfriends were off out drinking somewhere and the two were having a ‘girls’ night’ which often consisted of the two of them making fun of their boyfriends and Jessica sharing advice with the redhead. As soon as she opened the door she grinned, giving Jessica a hug in greeting. “Hey Jess.”

                                            jessica needed more friends.

                      after blackwood, reality seemed like a blur. she’d                       been in and out of hospitals for her wounds, and                       had talked to many a professional in order to cope                       with what she saw. after being affirmed that she                       hadn’t  been seeing things due to her head injury,                       it was almost HARDER to accept that things like that                       could exist in the same world as sex in the city re-runs.

                      still, she’s thankful for the fact that not everyone’s                       ( abandoned ) her, and in an effort to make things right --                       given her previous cold nature -- she’s reached out                       to ashley in an effort to cope.

                      accepting the hug with a warm smile, jess leans into                       the embrace before she scurries from the doorway, her                       footsteps a little TOO quick to be considered pure excitement.

                      ❝ you’re gonna thank me in ten seconds, ❞ she says,                       her fingers slinging her backpack off her shoulder. taking                       care in pulling the zipper back, jess pulls the top half of the                       bottle out, her smirk present as she does so.

                      she doesn’t have a problem. she just needs to take                       the EDGE off, and jose cuervo hasn’t steered her wrong yet.

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Ash and Jacob

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.|| always accepting

Name: Myra “Tinker” Elizabeth Washington(-Stineman; just going off actors’ surnames; also double-barrelled names are the bomb, so. yeah.)Gender: Agender (she/her + they/them + he/him pronouns)General Appearance: Short ginger hair and dark eyes, fair skin like their mum, and a little bit freckled. Once she’s fully grown, she’s about a single centimetre taller than Ash. Slim, almost gangly. Would never guess he was Jake’s kid.Personality: Definitely academic like Ash. Pretty quiet and reserved, but very friendly and affectionate with close friends. A bit too naive, even when they’re older and have had run-ins due to it (could look at it differently and call it optimism). An artistic streak ten miles and several disciplines wide and, like wow.Special Talents: 2D art is a big thing for Tinker, either traditional or digital. She’s also pretty good at technical design. Knows how to play the viola, guitar (thanks to uncle Tristan, when he’s available), and the piano. They also know several languages: English, Arabic, Spanish, Dutch, Italian, Japanese, and conversational French. Who they like better: Ash, probably. Because Jake’s an awkward bugger. And Ash is more… attentive? The not-awkward parent, the friend-parent.Who they take after more: Ash, yes, with the academic streak and dedication and friendliness.Personal Headcanon: He tried being more sporty once–went straight for the skateboard and half-pipe ramp. Didn’t end well (almost knocked her knee out of alignment, yikes). (So a bit of Dad’s impulsiveness, lol.)

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“Ash? She’s a sweetheart. I like her. Don’t often get to talk as much as I’d like, but whenever we do, it’s... nice. Alright, I make it sound it dull, but it’s not.

“So long as you don’t get on her bad side, you’re as good as gold.

“Also she and Chris should just KISS ALREADY. JESUS CHRIST.”

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mistle mistle (oops?)

Send me ‘mistle mistle’ for our muses to be caught under a mistletoe.@allthese-ashes

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“Oh--uh--” Jake looks up at the mistletoe hanging above their heads, then back at Ashley. “I mean, it’s tradition, and it doesn’t have to be... weird.” He hesitates before kissing her on the forehead. “That counts,” he says before disappearing into the crowd.

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“Come on, we gotta hurry!”

Katelyn waved at Ashley to join her. She was very keen on being one the first to get into the newly opened café. They should have some great coffee and scones.