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I'm selfish. Do me. Do my url.
Send me a url and I’ll record my voice saying the url along with what I think of them.
Status: Accepting
( rip my gay ass )
"So.. Was it good?"
the morning after
they’re lying face to face, their hands touching in an almost sheepish way, when she asks.there’s an almost cocky edge to jess’ question, the corners of her mouth curling upward into a slight smirk, but ashley can hear the subtlest of insecurity in the blonde’s voice. she’s just intuitivelike that.
“ it was... “
good. great. fantastic. and jesus christ, ashley swears to god if she’s blushing right now, she’s going to jump out the window. she buries her face into her pillow, hoping jess doesn’t notice how red her cheeks are.
“ yeah. it was good. more than good. it was... yeah, it was great. “
"I think I love you."
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“ if you need help in math all you have to do is ask, jess. though i appreciate the sentiment. “
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☾ - sleep headcanon
ashley has the most fucked up sleep schedule you have no idea. she likes to be able to have time to do her hobbies and entertainment things but also absolutely has to get her homework and studying done so basically the longer her schoolwork takes, the farther the stuff she wants to do is pushed back. so like she’ll do homework and it’ll end up taking longer than she planned and it’s 1:13 am but instead of going to sleep like a normal person she’ll stay up another hour to read or write or smthn.
ൠ - random headcanon
she doesn’t ever drink alcohol because it’ll mess with her anxiety meds and also she’s a fucking lightweight but her friends never push her to or ask her why she doesn’t and she loves them for that
☠ - angry/violent headcanon
it’s honestly the worst when ashley is mad at someone bc she will freeze them out and when she does talk to them she’s just so passive aggressive and sarcastic it’s kind of cruel tbh
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NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS
It was almost all too surreal. Today marked the beginning of her Seventh year, after this no more Hogwarts. Maybe this was the year she should do something spontaneous . She just wasn’t sure what that would be exactly. Ashley’s idea of crazy was skipping out on homework to watch the quidditch teams practice. Ehh. Plans for a insane school take over would have to wait. The task at hand was much more important. Finding an empty carriage , of course ! Having not seen any signs of her usual group of friends, she figured she was one of the first to arrive and there for elected to snag them a cart before they all filled up.
A few minutes of searching and she joyously claimed her prize. Pulling her carry on luggage in behind her before stopping in the middle of compartment , hands coming to rest on her hips whilst she stared up at up familiar nemesis. The over head luggage hang. Chris or Josh , both of who loved to comment on her short stature, were normally here to help throw her stuff up there but now she had to tackle this one on her own. “ Here goes nothin’ “ Climbing on top of the seats , Ash grabbed the handle of her bag and tugged with all her might trying to bring it up and over her head with out falling backwards.
❛ why didn't you just kill it? ❜