#fromtheashcs

[ctrldchaos]

To say that Theo had been dreading this day since her friends gave her a heads up that her ex-husband Silas would also be attending would be an understatement. Or maybe that was wrong, to be honest she didn’t know what she was feeling. She was so so excited to see two of her best friends get married, Nick and Leo were perfect together and she wouldn’t miss today for the world. It was just that the last time she had seen Silas was when they were in court to get their divorce finalize. That had been years ago and she had done everything she could to not run into him again, even her friends had done their best to ensure that the pair wasn’t invited to the same things. Sometimes it sucked to miss out on events but it was nice that they were considerate and didn’t pressure the two of them to try and be friends. But now she had to see him and that was kind of terrifying. 

She had used their time apart to really get to know herself, learn about who she was outside of Silas but there were still times that she missed having him around. Theo did fine on her own, but when someone was in your life for as long as Silas was in hers you kind of got used to them. Deep down she knew the divorce was the best thing, at least for her it was. She hadn’t been in love with him like she used to be, there had been days she couldn’t even stand him. She had lost herself in everything, she felt like she was suffocating and she could only imagine how he felt, it’s not like she got much of a clear picture because at a certain point they weren’t really communicating all that well.

Today was not about them, she just kept reminding herself of that. It was super helpful that she had been able to get read with a few of her friends, she had settled on a forest green velvet suit, it was a winter wedding and it seemed fitting. And not once did she wonder if Silas would like it, definitely not because totally did not care about what he thought... Not one bit... She silently scolded herself for thinking about him so much, the only good thing was that no one had brought him up and she was easily distracted by makeup and wedding talk. 

Theo had been able to avoid Silas during the ceremony, she sat with her friends who literally surrounded her. It was endearing how much they cared for her. The real problem came when they got to the reception. For some reason she and Silas had been sat at the same table, it kind of made sense because it was their whole friend group together but is was torture. Looking at him while they ate dinner, well technically pretending she wasn’t looking at him while stealing glances at him. He looked so good, like really fucking good. Thank goodness he hadn’t brought a date because she  might have been a little jealous if she had seen him with someone else, especially at a wedding. Maybe that was the whiskey talking, but there was a good chance that he had somehow gotten more attractive since they had separated. 

She was a few drinks in and a little frustrated that their friends had left them alone because they just had to dance. Now they were alone and she was kind of over just awkwardly checking her phone and pretending like he wasn’t there. “Hey,” she said slightly awkwardly to get his attention. “Do you remember when Nick got so shit-faced at our wedding that he tried to strip in the middle of the dance floor and my mom grabbed him by his ear and pulled him away and put him in a cab and sent him home?” Maybe their wedding wasn’t the best topic of conversation but she didn’t really have much else, she was slightly too tipsy to think clearly. @fromtheashcs​

[harmcomforts]

     Rosalie was having a good day. She’d just met with a new client in an upscale, fancy café and she’d won them over with her charm to at least style them for a few events on a trial basis. Despite the fact that she came from money and influence, neither of those things could buy style and she liked to think she had that in spades, considering the career path she’d chosen for herself. That was why when she knocked into someone and dropped the files she was holding, her mood didn’t falter in the slightest. That was, until the two of them scooped her things together and looked up at once another. The sight of their face had her startled. Like a ghost from her past, their face had haunted her in plenty of dreams, how she’d been so cruel in ending things she way she did, influenced by her mothers and the crueller girl she’d once been. “Hi... thanks.” She said meekly as she took her things back and straightened them up. “Fancy seeing you here.” She said, straightening up her back and trying to remain poised.               /  @fromtheashcs​

[cxstlaviee]

18. 22. (( cora )) 1. 24. (( goldie ))

Cora 

18. Do you have a favorite sex toy?

“This was a rude question. I love them all equally. That’s like askin’ a mama to pick between her kids. Ugh. But if I had to pick? It’s still a tie -- between my tail plug and my Hitachi.”

22. Biggest turn offs?

“People who take sex too seriously. It’s meant to be fun, playful, enjoyable, and some folks would rather just be all serious and act like they’re havin’ a heart attack instead of an orgasm. I just never got that, I guess.  Goldie 

1. What is your biggest sexual fantasy? “Biggest sexually fantasy... We talking in terms of size or intensity? Either way - I. Want. To. Be. Fucked. By. A. Monster. Tentacles preferred but not required. And I know, you’re saying to yourself ‘but Goldie, monsters aren’t real’ to which I say to you - neither am I. And I want what I want. Thank you very much.” 

24. What turns you on the easiest? “It’s a big cliche but I really like confidence. Don’t hold back with me. And don’t try to be something you’re not. We’ve all got things - so whatever your thing is? Just own it.” 

[saintsandsiinners]

closed starter for @fromtheashcs​.

“i don’t... normally do this kinda thing, y’know?” dana admits, a warm, pink flush coloring her cheeks as she peers down at the table between them. yes, she has about as many dating apps on her phone as the next gen z’er, but an actual blind date? like they’re in the ‘40′s and that’s the only way people know how to set each other up? sometimes dana wonders how she gets herself into these situations, but at least her date is cute. okay, more than cute. attractive on a level dana has no business being around. “what’s your rule on first date kissing?” she asks, settling back into the comfortable swing of their game of twenty questions as she smooths her fingers over the napkin in front of her, their food already eaten (mostly), the lull of main course settling as they ease into that companionable silence portion of the evening. 

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @fromtheashcs featuring addie and hollis.

addie and her boyfriend had been having the same argument for about two weeks now. it had started off about a little issue with a cancelled date and had since grown all sorts of arms and legs. it never met any resolve: they’d drop it when they weren’t around one another and pick it right back up again later. tonight it started the second he’d picked her up in an uber to head to the bar and it hadn’t stopped even when they made their way inside. they weren’t shouting at one another but they didn’t have to be — the snippy, dry comments were more than enough. 

they’d found the group of people they were supposed to be spending the evening with, though with how many of them there were they’d more or less cornered off a good chunk of the bar. it came to a bit of a head when he muttered something about ‘hanging around her fucking friends all night’ which in turn told her telling him to just leave. she wasn’t going to let him ruin her night.

and then he did. he broke up with her on the spot before marching off to the other side of the bar to get himself a drink. addie had been stunned into silence and while her first reaction was to tear up, she bit at her lower lip and held it together. she’d be damned before she cried over him. especially not in front of all these people. some of which very pointedly seemed to be avoiding looking her way. she shimmed out of the little cluster of people that she found herself in and settled at the opposite end of the bar from her (now ex)boyfriend, planning on ordering a very tall, stiff drink and forgetting all about him. 

[corpsetsang]

7. 14. 20. (( Charlie ))

oc asks that reveal more than you think

7. Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.

Mine: Talented. Sophisticated. Stubborn. (So fucking stubborn.) 

Charlie’s: “Precise. Amibitious. Confident.” 

14. Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any? 

Who doesn’t? Charlie’s are reality television (a secret she’ll take to the grave), sour candy, and getting fucked in public. Whoops?

20. What do they like that nobody else does?

Heavy snowstorms. Public speaking. Calling instead of texting.

[sweettemptaticn]

Cooper’s text earlier that morning had been suspicious, but Ryleigh had thought nothing more of it - especially after he’d expressed everything was fine - and continued getting ready for work. Work, which she’s been doing more of lately, pulling a few extra shifts after spending a majority of her savings in getting an old friend who’d showed up out of nowhere a place to stay for a month, which he hadn’t even used. She couldn’t get her money back, per the motel manager’s policy, so now she was pretty much back at square one with building a saving’s she could hopefully use one day to go somewhere. Anywhere; Europe, maybe? Those were delusions of grandeur; no matter how much she longed for it, she was beginning to wonder if it would ever happen. If she would ever be more than a cashier pretending to be a pastry chef. She had a culinary degree, but what was she doing with it? Nothing. Yet. 

Pulled from her thoughts by a familiar sound - a short beep of a horn on a familiar moped, Ryleigh pulls up short on the sidewalk when he pulls up to the curb beside her. “Hey!” Ryleigh’s face brightens at the sight of him, a sense of calm settling over her shoulders because it’s always nice to see a friendly face, especially Cooper’s. “I didn’t think I was going to see you until Friday! What’re you doing here?” She queries, momentarily drawn away from her beaten path to work, stepping up to the moped and her best friend. They haven’t seen much of each other as of late, with Ryleigh working a little more and spending most of her free time either with Cory and Aiden or a certain bouncer she’d most recently, rather drunkenly texted (she still sorely regrets her decision about the whole drinking thing). Blinking away certain thoughts, she smiles brightly at Cooper, hand wrapped lightly around the strap of her cross body purse. @fromtheashcs​

[cxstlaviee]

🌟 🌟 (( goldie & dawn)) (( cora & hollis ))

🌟 Sent for a HC for our Muses Relationship Goldie & Dawn

A little fluffy, but Goldie always really wanted to Cosplay before she met Dawn, but she just didn’t really have the time or the friendgroup or the motivation. Yeah, she could do it, and do it fantasically on her own, but she’s a little social butterfly and she likes to have buddies for things like this. POINT OF ALL OF THAT BEING - After she and Dawn start hanging out, she finally has the perfect excuse to pop that cherry. She’ll even let Dawn pick her costume. Y’know, definitely just for the fun of it. Definitely not for any gratuitous reasons. 

Cora & Hollis 

It was nothing Hollis asked her to do, nor was it anything Cora planned, but early on in their travels she was out and about on her own and found your standard little cliche initial necklaces (see here), and before she even realized what she was doing she just so happened to be picking up that ‘H’ one and buying it. And she quietly started wearing it every day. And she never acknowledges it to him (unless he asks, obviously), but it’s a very soft, quiet thing that she does just cause... That’s her man and she’s proud of him and yeah. Shhhh.