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#ash williams headcanons
cassieuncaged · 9 months
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would love to see some headcannons for ash williams 🫶
Sure, nonny! Here’s a bunch of miscellaneous hc’s.
TW: mention of drinking alcohol and smoking weed, swearing, etc.
In spite of playing like a suave ladies man, he’s far more clumsy and awkward in actuality. But he’ll trip over himself and play it off like he meant to do that. Maybe he did. But he probably didn't.
Isn't much of a 'gift giver'. As in, he's not good at it. Not only will he probably not remember your birthday, you'll probably be commemorating the day with a bag of S-Mart brand cheese puffs and an energy drink if he does remember.
Honestly, is a sweet teddybear of a man under a thick layer of sleaze. Which is mostly to keep others at a safe distance. Being 'the chosen one' means losing a lot of people you care about. He'd rather you don't become another stastic.
Is 420 friendly and can make a bong out of practically anything.
Enjoys shotgunning grass out of the boomstick. Also regular shotgunning because it's a perfect excuse to swap spit and kiss.
Isn't a classical romantic. Date night is typically going to a cheap dive where there's a pool table. Which he will try (and fail) to impress you with trick shots.
Loves the simple things in life like beer and cheeseburgers.
Is also a sucker for some good conversation. Likes getting to know someone past surface level. But he also loves hearing his own voice as well.
Is a sucker for some classic rock music. And a jukebox in a crummy bar. Yes, you'll have to dance with him. But you'll probably want to anyways.
Expect convenience store bouquets in plastic wrappers. He thinks that's the creme de la creme of going on a fancy date.
Will try to get fresh in the Delta. What? It worked on all his other dates.
Surprisingly affectionate. Loves giving you hugs, especially from behind as a surprise.
Is the type to convince you to take a day off from work and stay in bed with him.
Loves reptiles and honestly acts like they're just as lovable as mammalian pets (spoiler alert: they are)
Will just casually walk around with Eli the bearded dragon on his shoulder before carefully depositing him back into his terrarium.
Is a sucker for a good old fashioned movie night at a drive in.
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alienguts · 2 months
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Belated Valentine's Day (Ash Williams x GN!Reader HCs)
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Warnings: none
A/N: so, i was so busy writing something else for valentine's day that i didn't finish in time i forgot to write anything for this blog. oops.
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Ash isn't always good with dates
He'll remember your birthday, his own birthday, Halloween, Christmas and the 4th of July, but holidays that he doesn't consider to be that important are almost always forgotten about
Unless the two of you make definite Valentine's plans, he will forget that it's a holiday that exists
He's in the camp of 'it was invented by Hallmark to sell greetings cards' (even though the first Valentine's card was sent hundreds of years before Hallmark existed) but if you get him something for Valentine's Day, he will get you something in return
he makes sure to get home from work before you do so he can get things ready
he bought one of those weird heart-shaped steaks with his staff discount and the cheapest wine he could find, and ran a bath for the two of you with some bath salts even though he doesn't know what they're supposed to do
unfortunately, ash is more of a shower person than a bath person so when you come home, he's lounging in lukewarm water that's spilling over the side of the tub, beckoning you to join him
'happy valentine's, baby' 'ash, valentine's day was two days ago' 'doesn't mean i can't still do things for you'
before you get in, you make sure to drain some of the water out so you can put more hot water in
if it wasn't for the fact that his skin gets all pruney, ash would stay in the tub with you until it went cold just to be naked with you
although he could be naked anywhere with you, being in the tub together makes you physically closer to him
once you get out of the tub, you'll make dinner together
ash will likely insist on making it himself as a treat for you, but he can barely be trusted with a microwave
after dinner you'll likely stay in since you'll be wearing pyjamas or robes and you'll see where the night takes you
he promises to remember next year, but chances are he won't
(not that it matters anyway, your anniversary is more important)
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bowieandqueen11 · 1 year
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Ash Williams With An Injured S/O Would Include...
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Request: Old Ash Williams headcanons where his s/o gets hurt please? Thank you!
Of course my lovely, hopefully these are okay! <3
Warning: mentions of injuries, guns, blood, trauma, and some swearing!
(I do not own the Evil Dead or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @theghostbeaters.)
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Ashley J. Williams knew something was wrong straight away.
It wasn’t due to the unnatural stillness of the cabin he had so long ago grew to detest and yet think of as the only real home he has yet. Nor was it due to the cold mist that seemed to wrap around his legs when he pushed open the bedroom door his sister had once sat in so many years ago, peering in uncertainly with the butt of his gun. Neither was it the cracked surfaces that seemed to smile wretchedly back at him with grinning shards, the grimy pools of muck on the floor that seemed to flicker with strange wisps of figures behind Ashley’s head as he walked forwards tentatively. No, it was the fact that his heart had suddenly turned heavy. Not in a ‘I have to deal with this pile or horse shit again and I’m sick of being the world’s saviour’ kind of way - that was more of a hole revving its way through the pit of his stomach kind of feeling. This was something more. Something far worse. It was as something had finally latched on and tethered itself to his heart, and now it was being tugged.
It was the most pain he had ever been in; it was a love finally come to level him, and Ash wasn’t sure he’d be able to survive it if it tried to steal away his heart too.
Sadly, he wasn’t too surprised to see you run past the outline of the doorway, giggling as you went scurrying down the vacuous hall. Your sing-songy voice followed, each gargled word enunciated sending another shooting pain through his chest. ‘Another one bites the dust, Ashy Slashy. Another lover goooone.’ As he followed your sick, twisted laughter with pounding boots over the floorboards, I swear, you’ve never seen a fury like it.
When he finally reaches the main room again and spots you splayed out on the floor, a Deadite leering over you, let’s just put it bluntly. Ash Williams freaks the fuck out. The blood pooling out and seeping down the cracks in the floor: the ashen, sunken eyes of the demon slipping across it to taunt you, the gasp of annoyance that escapes you as you desperately try to hold your hand over the gushing wound at your side?? Ash just becomes twenty five again.
Not gonna lie, at first he panics. For about ten seconds, which seem to stretch out for an eternity, he feels himself hyperventilating as he moves backwards to hit the wall. As soon as his back touches timber, his face drops morosely as he becomes that scared, gangly young man just trying to enjoy a few days away with his friends. With each new gargle from the Deadite, he can feel the weight of that axe in his hand grow heavier and heavier, until he’s moving to drop it and realising there’s nothing there. 
He can hear it - he can hear it - that laugh. His sister. The basement. That damn laugh. You’re busy trying to sit up now, sliding backwards across the room and towards the trap door. As you sit there, reaching side ways for a piece of glass from the shattered mirror that used to rest over the fireplace, the manic emptiness in your eyes just reminds him of Linda. 
He can’t do this again. He cannot do this again. His fingers spread out against the walls, and he chokes out another breath. He’s trembling. He can’t.
It takes a moment for him to come back round to himself, and a further one for ‘Saviour Ash’ to kick start again. And then he begins to see red cloud his vision. It’s not even like the first time round - when he was scared and alone, but deep down didn’t really care if he lived or died. He just wanted it to end, for the nightmarish hell he’d found himself entrapped within to be over. But with you here now, oh god, with you, he was going to burn down this cabin down splintered timber piece by piece if it meant even dreaming of the chance to keep you alive.
All you can hear is the ringing boom of gun shots, a few rancid screams, and the rev of an overheating chainsaw as you try to fight against unconsciousness. Warm blood splashes over your legs as you try to clamber up the side of the wall, pretending not to notice that the hatch underneath your feet is starting to crash and shake and groan against the weight of the chained lock.
It all becomes a blur from there on. You manage to smash your foot down, with some conceivable effort, onto the elongated neck of whatever new party trick was trying to crawl out from the cellar steps. You can hear Ash yelling in anger, making out through the flutter of your eyelids the way the paintings are flying up dust as they spin across the walls, laughing at Ash’s failure once again. 
Before you collapse, you feel the strong arms of Ash quickly grab onto your shoulders and gently slow your fall, pulling you up towards his heaving chest. Because his joints are so sore, and his shoulders a bit our of whack after all the years of killing Deadites mixed with lifting heavy boxes at S-Mart, it takes a little longer than he’d like to strap you up in his arms and carry you out. But by gosh, does some version of his younger self come bursting out in a hot fury, not allowing himself to make the same mistakes - that caring, scared, protective, brave, young soul comes bursting through the façade as he cradles you in his arms and lifts you up until you’re resting bridle style against his pecs. The determination, yet the pure terror lines his face as he manages to kick the front door nearly straight off its hinges, making sure not to slip as he jogs down the porch steps.
If you had been more lucid, you would have tried to crack a joke about how he was your ‘strapping knight in shining armour coming to the rescue.’ But his breathing was that harsh, and his brow that wrinkled with both old and new stress lines, that you just let him hold you that little bit tighter as he ran towards the Delta. It wasn’t the right time. He wasn’t the right Ash for it.
With some final burst of strength, Ash manages to bundle you into the passenger side of the car, seemingly all jokey jokey and cool and collected as he lifts your feet and tucks them up past the door handle. For the first time in his life, he couldn’t give less of a shit about whether the Delta would be stained. He was too busy trying to keep busy, running around to the other side and stretching past the steering wheel to lift up the edge of your shirt and pretend he knows what he was doing when he pokes at your wound.
I mean, a small part of him does: the man did saw off his own hand before and managed to survive it. The problem is, his hand is shaking too much, and even you can see through the veil of tiredness that seems to be settling over your head that despite his lips moving to say that you’re ‘looking just fine stretched over the seat like that’, he can’t meet your eye dead on. He keeps flicking to the tree line, or down to his hand, or guilty over the blood that’s beginning to stain his fingertips. 
Even worse, you can hear the crack in his voice when he tells you that using his bandages will cost you ten dollars extra.
He apologies genuinely when he sticks some gauze against the wound to try and stem the bleeding as best he can. He’s been through this before, and knows the agonising pain it brings, and it’s killing him that he’s managed to rope the best thing he’s ever had in his life back into the same circle of suffering. He knew better. He knew better. And here you both were, and it was all his fault. Just because he was Ashley Williams. And it just all broke his heart. That he was too broken, too stupid, too him to ever give you the life he had dreamt off back in his bedroom all those years ago, when life still felt worth living.
The last thing you feel before he grabs his jacket from the back seat and tries his best to settle it around your shoulders is the feel of his lips brush hesitantly against yours. It wasn’t the act itself that was unusual, but it was the way his bottom lip shook, and how fragile - how inexperienced they felt. You swore that if you couldn’t hear his foot hit the pedal to rev the engine, and the sound of him still talking shit as he reversed out back into the woodland, you would have seen him. You would have opened your eyes, blinked through the halo of warm light, and made out the blurry outline of a recently shaved, whiskey mop of brown hair, angelic looking smile of one young Ashley J. Williams.
And it just broke your heart too.
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pink-apollo · 2 years
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Ash with an s/o who is really shy around him,,?
I would be so shy around him it’s unreal. Again my apologies if he’s a bit ooc💕
Ash with shy reader ✨Headcanons✨
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🍁Ash truly thought that it was his missing hand that made you so quiet around him. He knows he's not the average man, missing a hand but hey! He tries, most times...It bugged him a bit until he realized that you had taken an interest in him, which is why you were much more quiet than usual. 
🍁Of course he knew that you already were in general, but it made sense as to why you would get all fidgety near him, or why you wouldn't fully look at him when he spoke to you. Little things that were slowly  being put together just made ash happy considering he might have actually found someone who likes him for him
🍁Full on takes advantage of this new knowledge that he has uncovered and makes it his duty to get you flustered each and every day.Like look at you being all shy and cute at just one simple complement. Babes, he has only just began 
🍁Although he does admire your quietness, it's not uncomfortable in the slightest and finds that it's rather peaceful. Adores the time to read books together and ask how it's going and what's happening so far. Have the two characters kissed yet? Have they gone on an epic adventure?? He needs to know what's going on in your book rather than his
🍁Finds it hysterical how easily it is to make you blush because what can you say back??? Nothing, so you hide your face which makes him smile even more at the cuteness that's happening in front of him. I mean come on, he lives for teasing his s/o in the best possible ways 
🍁There's just something about a shy partner that makes him want to protect them. I mean besides the other things that's constantly trying to kill you guys. He just wants to protect you and make sure no harm comes to you
🍁Ash isn’t much to look at, or so he thinks. Until he catches you staring at him and then turning away. It honestly makes his heart flutter that you stare at him when he isn’t looking because you find him attractive 
🍁Will most likely wink back at you or wiggle his eyebrow to get a reaction out of you. He just can’t help himself when he sees you become undone at the simplest things he does or say. Honesty makes a game out of it, see how long you can last before you can’t take it anymore 
🍁Adores when you hide your face in his chest. Fully dies on the inside and laughs at the situation, gently patting your head as you stay their, trying to contain the heat flowing through your face 
🍁Which then leads into steamy kisses because he just can’t help himself at the sight of you 
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Ash Williams Analysis/Headcanons:
Headcanon: The reason that all four Ashes are so different from one another is because the demonic torment, crippling loss, and dangerously excessive head trauma actively changed who Ash was on a fundamental level in a very short time.
Headcanon: Ash loves the smell of lavender. When he smells it, it makes his head feel a little dreamy. Makes his heart feel a little brighter. He'd always get a stupid smile on his face when Linda would use lavender perfume just for him.
Character Analysis: Ash was a very passionate, expressive teen. Music was one of those passions. Possibly even his strongest passion. He's fluent in piano. He has a cello. And he has a guitar with an Amp. All of these instruments are very expensive, especially for someone most likely from a lower middle-class family. Ash would not own a cello unless he could actually play it. Brock is not the type of person to push his son to play music, especially classical, so it had to be Ash's choice. Music may very well be his everything. To play all three instruments would be a lot of work and talent (especially since a good chunk of his time probably went to partying with Chet and playing high school football). He also has what looks to be an amazing stereo set up, a record player, and several band posters. But his music passion was murdered by the deadites alongside all of Ash's friends. After the deadites, Ash no longer practiced or created music. He just desperately lost himself in old favorites to hide from the pain and betrayal and fear.
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peachyfuck18 · 9 months
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I blame @adoredmarigold for this so
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sconfittoleone · 2 months
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explorerof-theunknown · 4 months
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ash's laptop is crusty as fuck. it's 15 years old, it has like 4 layers of dirt on it, the screen has never been cleaned, and the viruses on it are likely to infect you in real life if you aren't too careful. he keeps it plugged in and therefore the battery life is shot, it won't even turn on if you unplug its brick of a charger from the outlet. he has never been on more than 8 or so websites in his life and one of them is a nsfw site that you have to pay for because no one told him you can get it for free.
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nineinchclaws · 3 months
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hear me out. ash being super physically affectionate. cuddles, kisses, sex—all that, yeah. but also tiny things, like playing with the strings or sleeves of your clothes. stroking the back of your hand with his thumb, or your palms with the tips of his fingers, or gently and absentmindedly playing with your fingers. booping your nose and laughing when you scrunch it up. guiding you while walking with his hand on the small of your back. wiping food stains off of your face or getting an eyelash off your cheek. gently massaging your shoulders after a long day. holding you by your waist. tilting your chin up with a finger or two, or gently cupping your jaw with his hand. hugs from behind. slowly running his hands up and down your arms. wiping your tears away. tracing his fingertip along the line of your jaw. helping you put your shoes on, or taking them off. a hand on your thigh while he sits next to you. nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, and letting you do the same.
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alttheloco · 9 months
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Them when they defend Prime
((Closeups/individual shots under cut))
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ligercat · 4 months
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When I looked up Jack of All Trades and saw the reviews saying that Jack feels like a time displayed Ash Williams, I was skeptical. But you know what? I am six episodes into this frankly ridiculous show and am left completely convinced that this is in fact a time displaced Ash Williams going under an alias.
The biggest issue with this take is that Jack has both hands.
But this isn't really an issue.
Why not? Well...
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Wait, no, not that.
This:
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I swear there's logic here, just stick with me.
Okay, so in another timeline, Ash drinks one too many drops of sleeping potion at the end of Army of Darkness and oversleeps by a century.
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He wakes up in an apocalyptic world with advanced technology capable of giving him a much more realistic prosthetic than either the gauntlet or the power glove. Does... whatever it is he needs to do there, gets ahold of the Necronomicon, and attempts to use it to send himself back to his own time.
Except, Ash being Ash, he fucks up the words.
Next thing he knows he's in the late 1700s, let's say 1783/1784.
He somehow blunders his way into history and becoming a government agent under a false name, and deciding to just stay there and make a life for himself because he has once again lost the Necronomicon.
Now Jack does claim to have taken part in things that happened pre-1783 but Jack also lies out his ass, so does that really mean anything? Not to mention that any history talked about in Jack of All Trades must be take with a mountain of salt.
And I'll add onto this that Jack does get cut across the right wrist where the prosthetic would be.
But it looks like the blade barely touches him and there is no blood shown. He does wrap it but that could be him covering it up before Emilia sees it or something because it does seem like he had it mostly wrapped by the time she came into the lab, or at least bothered to give him and his injury any attention.
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I would also compare to the scene where he's been shot. Mainly that there's visible blood in that scene and on his shirt in later scenes, unlike the scenes after he's cut, and he seemed overly surprised at being injured and even comments on how shocked he was the have actually been shot.
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Again, I'm only 6 episodes into this show so my opinion (headcanoning) may change, but this is where it's at now.
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queenofplaguerats · 10 months
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My ridiculous headcanon is that Freddy Krueger is the same kind of demon as the Kandarian Demon summoned by the Necronomicon ex Mortis in Evil Dead. Bizarrely, the lynchpin to this idea is an Easter egg in Jason Goes to Hell: the Final Friday
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alienguts · 1 year
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Music (Ash Williams x GN!Reader HCs)
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Warnings: none
A/N: Evil Dead Rise comes out this week, so fuck it, we're having Ash week while I clear out my drafts.
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Ash has somewhat rigid tastes in music, let's say.
He knows what he likes and he's not that willing to give anything else a chance.
He has the most Dad™ taste ever. Think of any classic rock band from the 1970s and 1980s and he's a fan of them.
He goes through phases where he likes one band more than others but he's never stopped liking a band altogether.
Well, apart from when Genesis stopped being prog and went more pop...
Ash constantly says that he hates pop music and detests disco, but you've caught him dancing to ABBA in the kitchen more than once.
"It's a catchy tune, babe, you can't blame me."
He will let you have control of the radio in the car but you turn to a charts station and not a rock station, expect some whining.
He does it just to tease you, he doesn't think your taste in music is that bad.
If you have the same tastes as him, though, you're a match made in heaven.
The two of your probably won't be able to afford it, but you pool together your pay checks as often as you can to see your favourite bands live in the nearest cities.
It likely takes hours to drive there and back, but it's always worth it.
He knows how rowdy shows can get and how handsy some people are when they're drunk so he becomes a human shield for you.
You always tell Ash to not get into a fight with someone and thankfully, it hasn't happened yet.
One of his favourite ways to pass time after work is to put on a record and smoke with you before bed.
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So, in my headcanon, Dan has two pet-names for Herbert, being “Herbie” and “Love Bug” (corny, I know, sorry), because of the 1969 movie “Herbie: The Love Bug.”
I know jack shit about this movie series (i mean, obvs it’s about a car), so I decided to do some Wikipedia-ing, and lo and behold:
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FUCKING BRUCE CAMPBELL WAS IN ONE!
WHY IS EVERYTHING I LOVE INTERCONNECTED?!
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pink-apollo · 2 years
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If you're up for it, Ash with a thick s/o pleaseee? 🥺
You got it toots💕
Ash Williams With Thick S/o ✨Headcanons✨
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🍁Ash with a s/o that's plus size is quite a sight. How he adores every inch of them beyond imaginable compared to an average person is truly....something. He doesn't bat an eye at their weight, but rather gently squishes them because he can and just adores how they get so shy and small as he teases them
🍁If his s/o wears bikinis?? Oh babes...you won't probably even reach the front door. Adores how squishy your love handles are and always, ALWAYS places his hands their because how could he not??? Regardless if it's sexual or not, he always says that they were made for his hands to rest upon you...or rather hand but you get the point! 
🍁That tummy of yours? Kisses galore. He knows that some days you struggle and can't stand to look at it. No, he doesn't fully understand why you hate it so much, but he loves you regardless of the little chub that's there. In fact, if he catches you laying on your back, you know he's gonna lay on top of you and leave a trail of kisses from your lips all the way down to your belly, maybe even gentle squeeze it because he wants to show it doesn't bother in the slightest. If you love him without his right hand, then why can't he love you with the same love???
🍁If you wear nice clothing and it hugs you?? I'm sorry but he will not move his eyes from you. Expect the eyebrow to arch when he sees you come from the bedroom looking like a full on SNACK 
🍁Thighs?? Sit on him. You heard me. Sit. On. Him. He can squish them, kiss them, NIBBLE ON THEM. EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN IF HE SO CHOOSES. Can die happily between them if he so desires. Go on....wrap them around his neck and find out....just saying😘
🍁Laughs at the sight when he sees all the hickeys on your thighs. Mans cannot get enough of them and just keeps coming on back for more 
🍁Picks you up because he can't stand it when you say "I'm too heavy" or even "I'll crush you." He doesn't take no for an answer and will proceed to pick you up the entire day or up the stairs to the bedroom to prove his point even further. Just because you're thick doesn't mean you get to put yourself down and think you're undeserving of things that other couples do. You do deserve them!! Ash is a stronger guy and will take advantage of this known fact to pick you up. But also to touch your butt and thighs. I mean come on😏
🍁Naps on your thighs and hugs them like their pillows as you play with his fluffy hair. Once he gets settled and you start to run your fingers through his hair, instantly falls asleep. But what he adores even more, is when he wakes up to find a blanket thrown on top him with you sleeping. Something that gets him smiling every time
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Ash Headcanons: Intimacy
After losing Linda and his sense of safety to the deadites, Ash has picked up some questionable coping mechanisms. One of those is drowning his senses sex and shaky relationships. Each new person becomes a new piece to Ash's puzzle but they just never fit right.
Ash gets clingy in any kind of intimate moment, even if it's just making out, because he knows they'll either leave or be taken. He's unsure which is worse.
When being intimate, Ash has lighting preferences. If there's a lot of face to face intimacy then he loves to have the lights on. If he's in a situation where his back will be to his partner and his shirt's off then he needs the lights off. He hates trying to make up excuses for the worst of his scars.
Ash hates having his partner touch his left leg. He tends to have flashbacks to Deadite Linda clawing his leg open.
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