#daddy afi

[monsteramongcashton]

rb if Ashton killed you

[mtrenchdeathofme]

‴Like sweet cherry pie‴ aka our generation's second best bicon™

[monsteramongcashton]

Expectation vs Reality: husbands version

[monsteramongcashton]

(Gif creds to @dankpunks) when u wanna bone and fantasise 69 dif ways to tie him/spank him live and remember ur ‴not out‴ to the world yet so u put on ur best hetero face then u remember uve been bi-sthetique af lately

[monsteramongcashton]

Imagine...

(@softxirwins knows where this is headed)

It's Ashton's 15th wedding anniversary. He has yet to get to the place where it's all begun. He has the same shirt he has been saving up for today. It's as dark as the love of his life's hair. He has on a red tie.

He gets to the castle. He goes to the dressing room.

A note reads, "we love us.xxx"

He gets changed into the actual garment he got married in--the suit was for the afterparty anyways.

The get up is a little bit tighter since he had worked out more to get more burly. He readjusts the leather strap on the woolen drape. The Clan pattern will always remind Ashton of how epic his love with his spouse is. He straps the ceremonial claymore to his back.

The image in the full-length mirror shows the Ashton who's fallen in love with his spoude at the age of 18.

The time is now.

As traditionally depicted, Ashton isn't wearing anything underneath the filamoár. His breath hitches when his fucking soulmate walks down the aisle, wearing the same getup.

"Hi," Ashton giggles, formalities forgotten as their ringed fingers overlap, and their MC, Michael, just rolls his eyes fondly.

"Hey," Calum giggles prettily, hazel meeting brown like they've fallen in love anew.

[monsteramongcashton]

Calum said that Ashton will marry him and married they are now

[monsteramongcashton]

Did i share this already...

[monsteramongcashton]

are we gonna ignore the fact that Ashton always makes it obvious he rooms with Calum or nah