#also for reference his original fc from way back when was niko tortorella

[waywcrdsons-blog]

“Well? Where do you think I should get it?” Ashley asked, his t-shirt in his hand and not on his body where it should be, as he (comically) flexed his muscles. If his body could be regarded as a canvas, it was one that had been recycled tenfold. 

Most of his torso and back littered with various tattoos ranging from detailed works that signified specific periods of his life right down to a stick and poke stick man he had let his twin brother tattoo on him after they had split a bottle of tequila. 

“What about on my back somewhere?” Ashley was, trying to look over his shoulder impossibly at the surface, which resulted in him spinning in circles like a Shih Tzu trying to chase it’s own tail. 

“Wow, fuck a duck, I’m dizzy.”