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Okay I'm low-key interested 👀👀👀

*taps mic* after months of writer's block, i'm finally writing a brand new ashler fic inspired by the tags i wrote on this post!

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GIMME SOME ASKS ABOUT BANANA SPLIT (SCHOOL BUS GRAVEYARD POST SEASON 2 AU) IM IN THE MOOD FOR SOME RAMBLING!!!

(And who knows i may be willing to give out some spoilers 👀)

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I wanna say something he made. It has ape/human DNA so its from Earth. Plus the way everyone there was waiting in anticipation as to if it would work...

That serum Reginald gives Luther in S1 and then Pogo in S2, is that something from his home planet? Or is it something he made...?

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YEAH EXACTLY MY THOUGHTS. EVEN IF HE DID CLEAN IT UP, THERE WOULD STILL BE LIKE BLOODY TOWLS CAUSE HE WAS TRAPPED IN THERE, SURELY???

Unless he shoved them down the toilet, but even then he wouldn't have been able to flush i dont think...? Same with using water.

Hey so you know how Aiden asked for face paint at the facility? What'd he do with the blood coming from his head?

What if he used it as the red on his face for his lips and nose because the red was just a remind of his failed death and Ashlyn shaking?

And him painting himself as a clown, using his own blood for his lips and nose, represents how he thinks him not being dead was some stupid kind of joke and he feels like a joke?

i dunno, I just woke up.

Sure he could just cleaned it up, but there doesn't seem to be a spec of blood in his room, so what'd he do with it??

Does that make sense???

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Dare I say maybe they had Reginalds help...?

I need to know what was so different about the original 1960s timeline that everyone somehow mastered their powers like that in ten days.

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Would you do Five finding human Grace alone in the 60s? Just a sweet little conversation between them. Could be about her work, could be about anything at all.

This request was perfect for the Season 2 rewatch! We definitely were denied precious Five and Grace interactions. I really wish we had a little glimpse into their relationship.

Here's a little drabble I wrote if Five was the one to bump into Grace at the gala instead of Diego. 💖

A Familiar Face

Five swiped a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray as he made his way through the crowd. He got a few passing glances from concerned adults, but no one seemed to care enough to ask why this child in a school boy uniform was wandering this elite government official gala.

He was on a mission to find Reginald. He was focused.

Five turned the corner into a hallway, almost running directly into a woman who was coming the other way.

"Shit," Five muttered as he went to skirt around her. "Sorry."

"No problem, hon," the woman said with a smile before continuing on her way.

Five knew that voice. It was laced with a Texas accent, but it was still clear as day. He would know it anywhere. It was one of the only calming voices he'd ever had in his life.

Five turned slowly, his half-drank glass of champagne fizzing brightly in his hand.

"Mom?" he said softly.

The woman stopped and turned. The smile on her face grew.

"Mom? No, honey, I'm not your mom. Are you lost?"

Five stared, at a loss for more words. He had just seen his mother a few days ago, when she was patching up his wounds at the Academy. But that version died when the mansion crumbled to dust all around her. Now here she was; familiar but also distinctly different.

It was undeniably Grace. The same facial features, the same smile. But gone was the slightly stilted speech and halting mannerisms. .

"Holy shit," Five said. They were the only words that would come out. He took a drink from his glass.

Grace laughed. The same laugh Five had heard a hundred times. Only this was more musical. More natural.

"Are sure you should be drinking that, honey?" Grace looked around her. "Where are your parents?"

Five looked at the glass in his hand and then down at his child's body that he had a bad habit of forgetting about.

"Oh this?" he said, holding up the champagne with an innocent smirk. "This is just sparkling grape juice. And my parents are uh... in an important meeting. They told me to wait for them."

"Oh, I see," Grace said, tilting her head to the side. "Well, would you like some company while you wait?"

Five hesitated. He had serious business to do. He needed to find Reggie and get the hell out of there. But the fact that he was now faced with a very real, flesh and blood version of his mother was too tempting of an opportunity not to take.

He felt himself softening a little, just looking at her face. He didn't get the opportunity to speak much to his mom at the Academy when he returned. He was too busy running around and trying not have a complete mental breakdown, which he only kind of succeeded at. And Diego and Lila were now off doing whatever the fuck those idiots do, so why couldn't Five take a few minutes for himself, too?

"Sure," Five said with a nod. "Thanks."

Grace, still smiling, sat down on the floor, leaning against the wall. She tucked her legs under her so that her dress was tastefully covering her. She looked up at Five and patted the spot next to her.

Five slugged down the rest of his drink and sat down. He felt small next to her, because of course he was. But he also felt thirteen again.

"So, what should we talk about?" Grace asked enthusiastically.

"What line of work are you in?" Five asked in his normal, serious tone.

Grace's eyebrows raised in surprised and then she laughed again. "My... I wasn't expecting such a serious question from such a young man." Her hand went to her necklace and fidgeted with the charm a bit. "Not to mention most people don't ask women about their work. They usually assume they don't have careers."

"But you do," Five said. It was a statement, not a question.

He wasn't even sure why he thought Grace worked. After all, in her robot form she was a housewife and homemaker. But something about this Grace made him think she had a grander life.

Grace gave a soft, nervous laugh. "Well, yes, I do, in fact. I'm a scientist. I'm working on the space program."

"Really?" Five asked with interest. "That's ambitious. Especially for these times."

Grace paused and she looked at Five very curiously, like she couldn't quite figure him out.

"I suppose so, yes. But I believe women should be an integral part of all aspects of science. The more brains the better, I always say!"

Five nodded. "Agree. May I ask what aspect of the space program you work in?"

"That's classified, I'm afraid."

"Sure. I understand," Five answered.

They were silent for a moment and then Five asked another question. One he didn't even mean to. It just came out.

"Do you have a family?"

Grace shook her head. "No, I don't. But I would very much like one."

Five paused; the sting of her answer spreading through his chest.

"You like kids, huh?"

"I do, yes. I love children. I hope to have some of my own one day."

Five swallowed hard and nodded. He could feel tears stinging the corners of his eyes. What the hell was wrong with him? This was not his mother. Hell, he didn't even have a mother. He only had an android dressed like Donna Reed that had been programmed to cook and read him stories.

He had an advanced, human-like machine to tuck him in at night and sing a little tune when he couldn't fall asleep right away. One that bandaged his wounds and wiped away his tears when he tried to hide them from his siblings. To call him dear and smooth his hair. A mother that was programmed to hug and comfort.

His mother may have been engineered and fabricated with wires and plastic. But she had still been real to him.

"To quote Balzac," Five said softly, "The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness."

Grace studied Five's face.

"You are an old soul, aren't you?"

Five laughed. "Yeah, I get that a lot."

Grace smiled her pretty smile and patted Five's knee. "I can tell you are destined for greatness."

Five smiled back. "You too."

He stood up and Grace followed. She smoothed out her skirt and patted her hair into place.

"Are you sure you don't need help finding your parents?" she asked.

Five shook his head. "No, but thank you. I'm alright."

"Ok. Well, it was nice chatting with you., hon."

"Yeah, it was."

Grace turned around to go back to the party. Five called out to her.

"Hey Grace?"

She turned back, her eyebrows drawn together in confusion. She had never told him her name.

"You are going to be a great mother one day," Five told her earnestly.

He gave her one last small smile and walked away.

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YAYYY LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING IT PLAY OUT!

Challenge- explain the vigilante plot line in 6 sentences (one sentence per main character if you dare)

UH UHHHH-

Let's see if I can do this:'D

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Ashlyn and Aiden are groupmates for a school project. They try and balance their school with their vigilante alter egos: Kitsu and Ace, as they fight for justice and struggle to stay awake in school. Due to their slip-ups, their other groupmates---Taylor, Tyler, Logan, and Ben---finds out about their secret identities and decided to rope themself up into the constant shenanigans the two vigilantes. This leads to healing from the past and constant angst as Taylor ends up dying and Ace gets [SPOILER;) ] alongside other side quests of shenanigans. Who knows? Maybe Ashlyn would finally find out about the true nature of her powers soon, and maybe she doesn't need to deal with things alone, not anymore.

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HELP IS THAT 6 SENTENCES?? I THINK THAT'S SIX SENTENCES!!

Hehehe, wonder what that spoiler is🥴 (It's such a complicated project I need a lot of dedication to pull off, so watch out I guess?)

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THIS IS SO TRAGIC (AND YES IT FITS THEM ALL SO WELL)

SBG Hunger Games AU

Ashlyn, forced to survive and take on a leadership role she never wanted in the rebellion. Her parents teaching her to survive as best as they could in hopes that she could protect herself if she ever got hurt and refusing to let her put her name more than once for the reaping no matter how hard things got, only to watch her name get picked out of hundreds of others and not being able to do anything as their only daughter was thrown into a death tournament for the amusement of the rich and powerful. Ashlyn doing her best to survive the games and resenting Aiden for stepping all over her boundaries and poking his nose into her business but slowly learning to love him as time goes on. Her being forced into the arena of her nightmares a year after she and Aiden got out, knowing only one of them would walk out alive this time and she wanted it to be him. Her losing him despite doing her best to try and keep him alive.

Aiden, so hopelessly devoted to a single girl it destroys him. Aiden, the son of the mayor and his wife, whose cousin was reaped just two years before him, losing his voice and passion for singing in the process. Him watching the girl he liked (and was kinda obsessed with) get chosen for the games shortly before his name was pulled and finding it vaguely ironic because he'd always wondered what it was like to die but he'd never really expected that he would die this way. He was always testing the boundaries with the peacekeepers, seeking out dangerous things that he knew would get him in trouble. Aiden, who already knew what the outcome of the games would be because he would make sure of it himself-- make sure Ashlyn would come home even if he didn't. Him watching as she offers him the berries-- both of them go home or neither of them go home-- and falling in love with her all over again. Him volunteering for his cousin and swearing to make sure Ashlyn will be the only one to walk out all over again because he knows they won't get lucky again this time.

Ben, big and charming with a love for singing that helped him get sponsors when he was reaped, having his throat heavily damaged during the games by one of the careers. He beat them to death in his anger and his throat was fixed by the capitol but it was forever changed and artificial and Ben hated the sound of it so he never spoke or sang again, getting angrier and more defiant of the capitol until his family's home was burned down and he realized the capitol would kill them at any time if they wanted to. So he kept quiet and remained on his best behaviour, letting his hatred and anger fester inside him as other kids were reaped and then his cousin, his reckless stupid cousin was reaped and Ben knew he would die in that arena while he could do nothing but stand there with clenched fists and poisonous rage. But Aiden survived against all odds and there were whispers of rebellion and Ben began to hope-- until the victors are reaped and Aiden volunteers for him despite all his protests and he is forced to watch from the sidelines all over again, hoping that Jasmine and District 13 can extract them all from the arena in time.

Tyler, hardened and angry from loss, clinging onto the family he has left and volunteering as tribute when Taylor gets chosen so she never has to fear for her life only for her to get chosen again the next year as a punishment for his own defiant nature. Taylor, who manages to survive her games, watching her brother continue to suffer to protect her from the darker sides of being a tribute. Marianna, a victor who had a mental breakdown after the capitol killed her husband, watching her children go through the same trauma she went through and not being able to do anything about it. Tyler and Taylor being pulled back into that nightmare arena and Marianna volunteering for Taylor and dying in the arena to protect Tyler in the only way she could. Taylor, helplessly watching from the sidelines as her mother dies and falling apart at the seams when she realizes they didn't manage to get Tyler before the Capitol got to him.

Logan, intelligent and kind despite all that he went through, managing to get through his games by being underestimated and hiding with the career pack. His parents watching as he used their knowledge of botany (and drugs) to survive in a forest landscape where tributes from District 3 would generally struggle to survive and coming home despite all odds. Him being dragged into the games all over again barely a few years later.

Ashlyn, Aiden, Tyler, Marianna, and Logan being allies in the games. Ben, Taylor and the others working with District 13 to get the victors removed. Aiden and Tyler being the ones lost to the Capitol. Ashlyn, forced to be a symbol. Taylor becoming more angry and vicious because she has lost her whole family at this point. Aiden and Tyler coming back not quite right, not fully human. Alex Laurier taking on a bit of a mentor role for Ashlyn like Boggs did for Katniss, warning her not to trust Maverick.

Ashlyn and Aiden helping each other heal, the gang and their parents coming together in the end and helping each other heal because they were still kids by the end of it all, even if they were never truly allowed to be.

IT FITS THEM SO WELL, I'M GONNA GO CRY IN A CORNER WHY DID I THINK OF THIS? 😭

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GIMME SOME ASKS ABOUT BANANA SPLIT (SCHOOL BUS GRAVEYARD POST SEASON 2 AU) IM IN THE MOOD FOR SOME RAMBLING!!!

(And who knows i may be willing to give out some spoilers 👀)

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AHHH I FORGOT ABOUT THIS!!!

I was looking through my files and

@d011zk1ll @crayfee how's y'all's bloodlines going rn??

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Bonus: by giving his siblings his powers back he accidently kickstarted the apocalypse, butterfly affect and all.

Don't you think several key elements of ben's plot in S4 should have been five's plot? Like getting out of jail (or juvie) at the beginning (obviously for a different crime) but most of all that five would be the one who wanted his powers back so badly. We all know that without them five would feel completely inadequate and for him it is what has always bound them together as a family. obviously there would be shame in the desire, the dilemma that having them means putting the world at risk.

So my original idea about all this is that in S4 everyone would get their powers back out of nowhere and it would become a prolonged mystery (half a season) of how it happened. later everyone would be surprised to find out that it was five, who was actively looking for the marigold and gave it back to them without even discussing it.

Ben's excuse for sharing the marigold is just ridiculous, with how selfish he is and how disconnected he feels from everyone. And the fact that he did it without permission brings nothing, no depth, no real conflict, no moral ambiguity, like we all already know he's an idiot and he doesn't care about them.

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Five when he hasn't even been in the sixties for a full day yet, but Diego wants to save JFK and Luther is working for Jack Ruby:

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You've fallen into the loop of rewriting huh?

Someone drop a piano on me please

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Red is always watching. And that fact terrifies me.

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...should I continue this Umbrella Academy X Squid Games AU? Like is that actually something would read?

(Also I'm in desperate need of a new title idea)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67244920/chapters/173688889

Inspo- @fivewantscoffee

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"i took a bullet in the head for this company" "and we thank you for your service" see this is why hazel should've started a union

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They'll give him grey hairs soon 😭

Its always ben stressin' but never ben chillin'

Like i cant remember him laugh but i can remember him losing his shit a handred times💀😭