#krashlyn

Theres actually more things that show they were separated and backs up what Ash has said from the start.

Things that show Ali's "blindsided" "cheating" narrative doesn't add up ...

*They rehomed the dogs around the 1st or 2nd week of August

*In September she Changes her Twitter header pic from a family pic of her and Ash with the kids to a soccer pic the week after she claims Ash moved out of the house

*Also in September there was a video posted by the MUA in the living room and a wall that used to have family pics and pics from their wedding had been removed

*She also stopped wearing her wedding ring in September

*Also removed wife from her IG bio right after Ash did the first week in Oct.

*Her and Sophia unfollowed each other either mid or late August

Oof. Looks like I struck a nerve 😅 I’m kidding; I hope that if I made anything clear, it’s that I’m someone who values tangible evidence, which you clearly have a lot of. I’m not surprised that the situation isn’t as clear cut as the GP was making it seem. That said — and I’m not saying this to spite you — I’m still on Ali’s side, just based on vibes 🤷🏾‍♀️ It also seems most of their shared friends have taken Ali’s side as well, so I don’t really feel that conflicted about it.

Oh … I thought we all collectively decided to take Ali’s side? I won’t rehash the debate, but I thought there was clear evidence that contradicted Ashlyn’s “we were already separated” statement.

Wait HUH! I don’t remember that 😭 Then again, just like pazzi, pretty much as soon or just after Krashlyn was confirmed, I moved on (I don’t think Preath was confirmed by then, right?). Wow, this is making me realize that I have a probably somewhat problematic obsession with unconfirmed couples 💀

KRASHLYN FANFIC

One where Ashlyn and Ali have the unfortunate unavoidable run in at Kristie and Sam’s wedding. (In this Kristie isn’t pregnant yet)

"Ali, what the fuck is she doing with my kids?" Ashlynn's voice was sharp, her anger rising as she glared across the lobby. Talking about a picture that has been circulating online.

Ali, trying to keep things from escalating, interrupted her with a calm but firm tone. "Ashlynn, our kids," she corrected, glancing around the lobby to make sure no one was paying attention. "Can we at least take this up to the room? I don't want to turn this into a scene."

Ashlynn shot her a glare, clearly irritated, but with a frustrated sigh, she nodded. "Fine," she muttered, following Ali into the elevator, her mood still simmering. The ride up was tense, neither of them speaking as the elevator hummed its way to the top, the silence heavy as they made their way into Ali’s room.

As soon as the door shut behind them, Ashlynn didn’t waste a second. “She’s a stranger to them, Ali,” she snapped, her voice tight with frustration. “I don’t care who you fuck, but she doesn’t need to be around our kids.” The last words came out through clenched teeth, her jaw tight with barely contained anger.

Ali exhaled slowly, a deep breath she’d been holding back, and couldn’t stop herself from letting it slip. “Oh, I’m sorry, Ashlynn. I should’ve chosen to date someone we both considered a friend, so the kids would know her better.”

The room went silent, the words hanging in the air between them, heavy and sharp.

Ashlynn’s eyes flashed with something like hurt, but Ali didn’t back down. Instead, she took another deep breath, trying to steady herself before speaking again. “Look,” she began, her voice calmer but still carrying the weight of the last few months. “We’ve been dating for a few months, and I’ve been careful about your feelings.” Not that you ever really thought about mine, Ali thought but didn’t say. “I told you beforehand that they’d meet her briefly. At lunch. In a public place. This is only the second time they’ll meet her outside of, you know, saying 'hi' or me talking to her on the phone.” Ali paused, looking Ashlynn directly in the eyes, her voice taking on a steadier tone. “And you’re here with Sophia. So, I don’t see what’s wrong.”

Ashlynn clenched her fists at her sides, the tension in her shoulders obvious. "I do care, Ali. You don’t get it." She took a breath, her eyes flicking to the side before locking with Ali’s. “I just want to protect them. From this.”

Ali didn’t have a comeback. Instead, she let the silence stretch again, the weight of their unspoken thoughts hanging in the space between them.

Since their divorce, Ali and Ashlynn had barely spoken without tension, especially after Ashlynn’s recent interview about how their marriage fell apart. Ali had tried to keep things civil for the kids, but it was hard when Ashlynn's bitterness seemed to seep into everything.

But today wasn’t about them. Not about old wounds. Not about Ali dating someone new. It was about Sam and Kristie’s wedding, and Ali wasn’t going to let Ashlynn ruin it.

“We’re going to get along, Ashlynn,” Ali said, her voice calm but firm. “Whether you like it or not. This is about them, not us.”

Almost on cue, Ali heard the hotel door click open, and two overly energetic kids came running straight into her arms. She smiled, hugging them tightly, but she knew once the chaos of affection died down, she’d look up to find her brother Kyle standing in the doorway with a surprised look on his face, wondering why her ex was in the room.

But when Ali finally pulled away from the kids and looked up, the surprise wasn’t on Kyle’s face—it was on hers. Standing in the doorway with him was Sophia, making her way toward Ashlynn, and Jen, who stood by the door with a shy smile, looking uneasy with the different relationships in the room.

Ali’s heart skipped a beat, the tension in the air palpable. It was one thing to deal with Ashlynn and her own complicated feelings, but now it felt like everything was shifting again, and none of them had the chance to catch up.

To everyone's surprise, Jen spoke first, her soft Scottish accent breaking the silence. She gave a small, warm smile as she turned toward Sophia and Ashlynn. "Hi, I’m Jen," she said, "It's really nice to meet you both."

Sophia blinked, momentarily taken aback by Jen’s easygoing nature, her own smile awkward but genuine. Ashlynn, however, stayed quiet, her arms crossed tightly, clearly not quite sure how to respond to this new dynamic.

Jen, sensing the tension but remaining unfazed, added with a light laugh, “I know this is a bit of a strange situation, but I thought it’d be better to introduce myself than just stand here feeling all awkward.”

Her accent, rich and soothing, seemed to add a layer of calm to the room, disarming the moment in a way that only someone like Jen could do. There was a softness in her tone, a kindness that didn’t quite fit with the usual intensity of Ashlynn’s guarded demeanor.

Ashlynn finally uncrossed her arms, though her expression remained cautious. "Nice to meet you, I guess," she said, her voice still a little stiff but not as dismissive as before.

Sophia nodded, a little more at ease now. "Yeah, nice to meet you."

Jen’s warm smile never wavered as she responded, “Thanks, both of you. I know this whole thing isn’t ideal, but I’m sure we can make it work, right?” She glanced over at Ali, who gave her a small nod, grateful for Jen’s ability to ease the moment.

It wasn’t perfect, but it was a step in the right direction.

——

The internet had already exploded with pictures of all of them together—Ali, Ashlynn, Jen, and the kids—each snapshot sparking a wave of comments and speculation. People were quick to share their opinions, and Ali had already received a handful of messages from her friends and former teammates, all asking if she was okay. Some were supportive, others were a bit more pointed, but all of them wanted to know how she was handling it.

Ali couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the notifications lighting up her phone. She had gotten used to people weighing in on her life, especially since the divorce, but this felt different. This wasn’t just about her and Ashlynn anymore; it was about new relationships, new faces, and a whole lot of uncomfortable conversations.

Thankfully, though, there was a small silver lining. Besides today and the wedding, Ali knew that she wouldn’t have to deal with spending much more time with Ashlynn. They would be operating as separate families, as always. As much as the idea of being in the same hotel together felt like a recipe for disaster, it wasn’t like they were going to spend their days socializing. Both of them had their own groups, their own agendas, and honestly, Ashlynn wouldn’t want to be around for much longer than necessary.

Ali glanced at Jen, who was talking quietly with Kyle, and then at Ashlynn, who had retreated into a quiet corner of the room. There was a clear divide between the two worlds, even within the same space, and Ali was resigned to the fact that the only time their paths would cross was when it was unavoidable. Like today. Like the wedding.

But for now, she could breathe. It wouldn’t be perfect, but she didn’t expect it to be. At least they were getting through it, one awkward moment at a time.

“How do you feel?” Jen asked softly, rubbing her face in exhaustion.

“I’m just glad we got the kids’ schedule with Ashlyn finalized,” Ali replied, looking up at her girlfriend with a tired but satisfied smile.

“Do you want to get some dinner?” Jen suggested, her voice gentle.

Ali laid back in bed, the weight of the day pressing on her, and she let out a sigh, clearly not in the mood to go out.