#ash lynx my beloved

[caregivingchrysalises]

Hihi! I saw some bear stuffies at the store that reminded me of you, one was a weighted one and the other had a little hoodie on! Do you know what a good name for a tiger would be? I got a plushie one and some books today, plus some snacks. What have you been up to? - rosie

hello hello sundrop, thanks for your patience as i flew to this ask!!! this makes my heart everso happy! it appears that the royal carriage carrying some of my beloved bear stuffies has disappeared on its journey to me, so i’m cherishing the bear sightings even more so!! hmm perhaps stripesie or maybe something related to the colors of their fur,, like tangelo? or maybe aslan (which i love for ash lynx)~ i’d love to know what name you pick and hope my suggestions are humorous if not a bit helpful! that sounds like such a wonderful little adventure dove, i’m so happy to hear it! i hope you’ve been keeping well little star!

it’s starting to feel like summer and i have been spending much of my time (some royal advisors would argue too much) under the sun reading various stories and trying to come up with some of my own. how is the season fairing for you lovebug? any stories that have spoken to your heart lately? i’m thinking of a maybe creating a summer reading “challenge” of sorts because reading was always a key part of summertime for your darling prinx, if nothing else i may just end up sharing some of the butterfly bookmarks i’ve been working on! speaking of which, have you been making any more origami or other little crafts? i’d love to hear about any and all of your adventures!

always a joy to fly to your asks!

~ with hugs and care, always, atala

[thedeersystem]

he is SO in love with Eiji its insane.

[rosalinesurvived]

Having very very shitty Griffin Callenreese thoughts again. His name is going to utterly dissappear. Literally nobody knows him. Nobody could think of him, even Max as he tries will mourn for a man he scarcely knew for longer than he knew him. Literally just tried to support his brother in his shitty family with an abusive father, got turned into a lab rat and got brutally murdered by a man who he was kind to. Out of all people Abraham could have viciously hurt like that he chose Griff, who meant no harm, who was "the only one who didn't bully him" Griffin was never cruel to anyone and this is the lot he gets.

[starstuc]

today i present you characters that have made me have a breakdown that has lasted at least a week 😍

[turnedinto-themoon]

banana fish rlly did a number on me cause there’s no reason Alicia keys singing about New York should make me hysterical

[maru-chaann]

I just want to see Ash Lynx and Inej Ghana unit forces to destroy the people that sold them to be abused

[thatsacreativename]

(The original post has some interesting tags, check it out)

I'm not the one to think that Ash and Eiji fell in love at first sight BUT YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS IS HOW ASH REMEMBERS HIS FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH EIJI?!?

EIJI LITERALLY LOOKS LIKE AN ANGEL IN HIS MEMORIES

(for reference; when they first met, Eiji was asking about guns and murder:)

[enobariasteeth]

Oh God they’ve got banana fish on Prime video

[ricekrispyrat]

ASH LYNX, MY BELOVED 🍌🐟

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This is literally the greatest, AND most depressing show ever and I will not be accepting differing opinions (Im six rewatches in, so Im only a little insane)

[bananafishdepression]

I have a serious theory to talk about with you people

This is Ash Lynx from anime called Banana Fish

In one episode he wanted to cosplay a nurse and named himself Barbara

This is where my theory begins. We all know our beloved Barbie, who was named after the creator's daughter Barbara

What if Ash's true identity is Barbie, but he pretends to be a man to escape from patriarchy and tries to blend in a world full of men who rule the world?? 🤯🤯😱

[fanfic-fairyy]

Asheiji fanfic recs pt. 4

Pt. 1 , 2 and 3

Brooklyn Baby by suffragettecity(41k)

Front-man Ash Lynx goes from coast to coast with his bohemian band. Photographer Eiji Okumura goes from journalist to groupie with his newfound freedom.

Your Best American Boy by suffragettecity(57k)

Cherry popsicles, bummed cigarettes, wrinkled photographs and shirtless nights. The summer a Japanese tourist moves in across the street, and an American boy falls in love through the fire-escapes.

Dusk till Dawn by equinoctial(97k)

“Alright. But you stay safe okay? I mean-” Eiji immediately regretted his reflexive reply to a goodbye. This wasn’t just your ordinary stranger, this was probably a powerful wizard for crying out loud.

But instead of an awkward laugh, the wizard settled with a gentle smile, the kind that reached his eyes and made the mystifying jade more brilliant than ever.

“Thanks. You stay safe too,” and with that, the wizard hopped off the balcony and vanished into the crowd below.

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In which Eiji gets cursed into a ghost, the kingdom wages war on its neighbours, and the devil wizard Ash Lynx roams the wastelands while striking fear into the strongest of hearts.

But of course, fate would see the seemingly heartless wizard fall in love with a heart that had so much to give.

satin birds by kybelles(48k)

PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT

Mr. James R. Callenreese and Ms. Hideko Aoki are very delighted to announce the engagement between Mr. Callenreese's son and sole heir to Callenreese Corporotions Mr. Aslan J. Callenreese and Ms. Aoki's beloved nephew Mr. Eiji Okumura. The happy couple haven't decided on a wedding date yet.

(Except, Ash and Eiji are not happy at all because they don't want this marriage.)

of sugar cookies and chocolate puddings by kybelles(3k)

Eiji first meets Ash on a gloomy sunday afternoon.

After a little silence, the door is slowly opened by someone Eiji doesn’t notice at first. When he lowers his eyes a little, however, his gaze meets with a pair of bright green eyes. He takes a little step back, taking the appearance of the blonde kid who’s standing in front him. The suspicious scowl on his face softens a little when his eyes catch the plate in Eiji’s hands but he keeps holding his guard.

“Um…” Eiji begins hesitantly.

“What do you want?” the boy asks with a challenging face.

“M-my mom sent this.” he stammers finally, pushing the plate forward a little clumsily.

be my mirror, my sword and shield by kybelles(15k)

Ash Lynx finds the love of his life on a quiet night after he trips on sidewalk and harshly bumps his face against it when he exits from library.

Ash lets out a long-suffering sigh and prepares to take out his phone when he hears a sharp inhale and feels someone approaching him in a hurry. He defensively turns towards the noise but freezes like a deer caught in the headlights.

There’s guy in front of him who’s looking at Ash with concern and the sight of him literally makes Ash’s heart flutter like it’s never done before. He has the softest looking black hair Ash’s ever seen and for a crazy moment, Ash feels an irrepressible urge to run his hand through it. The guy’s already big dark eyes grow impossibly bigger when they land on Ash’s bruised cheek.

“Oh my god!” he shrieks in an adorable manner. “Are you okay?”

“You must be an angel.” Ash blurts before he can stop himself.

Sacrifice by signpainter1(33k)

Ash, the Sun God asks for only one thing; a daily sacrifice of wheat to help him maintained the fields. When war threatens the country, they turn from a wheat sacrifice to a human one. People are brought to the capital including the man Ash loves the most, Eiji Okumura. Ash has to find a way to prevent Eiji from dying which is hard when humans only hear only what they want to hear.

The One With the Vampires by TurnUps(99k)

Eiji Okumura has travelled to New York state because a Count Golzine is paying him an awful lot of money to take some pictures of his house. It doesn't take long for him to find out that he's the intended prey for creatures of the night.

But he instead to save the mysterious Ash, Golzine's supposed son, as well as himself.

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Ash put his hand over the boy's mouth. Kept him pushed against the wall.

"Listen to me." His voice came out as a growl - a monster's voice. "If you go up to the Golzine Estate, then you won't come back down. With or without the money, you won't see a cent of it. That man - that - thing - he lives to trap pretty boys like you into his web, and he'll gobble you up before you realise you're stuck. Go. Home."

The boy didn't struggle. A rabbit who knew it had been caught in a snare. Dark eyes stared at him - wide. Maybe that meant he was finally seeing sense.

His lips were parted, under Ash's palm. He became away of that. Warm skin and warmer breath. A familiar feeling reared its head in his stomach. A hunger.

No. He could not save this boy from Golzine's clutches just so that he would fall prey to his own.

Uncharted Waters by midnitewrites(148k)

A routine day on the water is turned on its head when fisherman Eiji Okumura spots a strange creature in his fishing net. His excitement quickly morphs into disbelief when he realizes that what he caught is no fish: it’s a mermaid, beautiful and deadly—and, as he soon learns, gravely injured.

Desperate to save them, Eiji spirits the mermaid away to his home and nurses them back to health in his bathtub. As they recover, he learns more about them and their situation: their name is Ash; they can’t hope to survive without a fin to replace the one they lost; and in a year’s time, their pod will once again return to the bay where Eiji first found them.

Together, Eiji and his friends devise a plan to rehabilitate Ash and reunite them with their pod. Yet as Ash gains strength, so, too, do the bonds they forge, and the prospect of saying goodbye becomes far more difficult than any of them bargained for.

Bed of Roses by TurnUps(103k)

Eiji had been watching the boy for the last three dances.

Well, he had been watching, but not watching. Every time the boy’s gaze came anywhere near him, he stared back down at the table, hoping that he hadn’t been caught.

It was the boy’s hair that had caught his eye at first. Yellow – somewhere between yellow and white. He’d never seen hair that colour before. Didn’t know it was possible for real people to have hair that colour. It was as though there was a miniature sun around his head. As if he was a candle, with its own flame.

The flame flickered in his eyes too. Green eyes – he’d rarely seen them, either – and none quite as vibrant a green as his. They sparkled like emeralds, above flashing white teeth. His waistcoat had a hint of green to it, that brought them out all the more.

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Western/Cowboy/Young Guns AU! Eiji has travelled to America with Ibe because of fishy business with the mayor of a small town. Ash runs a group called the Regulators after the same thing.

And in That Light, I Saw You by ohrange(125k)

After a traumatic experience renders Eiji unable to attend school, Ibe suggests taking some time off to work as his photography assistant at an agency in New York. Eiji takes to the idea well enough, but doesn’t expect to get involved into investigating a sex-trafficking ring… something that Ash, a model at the agency, has been secretly keeping evidence of for years.

[In which Ash is a model with a dark past no one dares to question, and Eiji is a design student who escapes from Japan only to be met with the same thing he wants to forget.]

Rewrite the Stars by Hamliet(58k)

When exchange student Eiji Okumura arrives at his American high school for a year abroad, his worries about fitting in and earning As are quickly swept aside when he meets Ash Lynx, a genius rumored to have spent time in juvie last year. Between Ash, his friends Shorter and Sing, and the mysterious younger brother of the school's principal, Eiji finds himself drawn into a power struggle that he realizes is more familiar than he thought. High School AU... (like, where they're actually in school + there's a chance of healing).

Ain't it like thunder under earth by Snow_Falls(11k)

'Alex clarified, when again it seemed like Ash wouldn’t reply. “Whoever goes with the boss has to spend some time fooling around with him.”

“Who is going with Ash?” Eiji had to ask.

There was a significant pause. The boys looked at Eiji and away.'

Fake dating, then real dating, with the mildest of heists thrown in for flavour.

[Read the tags before reading the fic<3]

[apollos-olives]

What/who are your favorite characters if you don’t mind me asking :3

oh man oh MAN

so unforch.nately i like star wars so from there i like (in no particular order)

din djarin (space hijabi moment), kanan jarrus (my beautiful beautiful arab male wife), padme amidala (no need for an explanation), hera syndulla (my beautiful beloved wife), fennec shand (ming na wen ily), and count dooku (he is like a woman to me)

i like some other shows too so lemme think

ash lynx (banana fish), ichigo kurosaki (bleach), robbie reyes & daisy johnson (aos 😭😭), jack kelly (newsies), and i SWEAR i've seen other shows and movies but i just can't think of anything rn 💀 im sorry

[in-a-faith-forgottenn-land]

about me :)

hiii <33 welcome to my blog!!

ella, minor, bi, she/her, and a cancer

a swiftie since i was 6( fun fact: first ts song i heard to was blank space) (also i miscalculated bc i mixed it up with smth else lmao 😭😭)

hyperfixated on many things

multifandom

young royals, heartstopper, aogg, tsoa, tshoeh, greek mythology, banana fish, pjo, hoo, toa, tfota series, buddy daddies, sk8 the infinity, spy x family, yuri!!! on ice, not so shoujo love story, howl's moving castle (both the book and the movie), given (anime)

achilles apologist (he’s a babygirl ok)

fic writer

reputation, speak now, and evermore are my top three ts albums (debut supremacy!!)

filipino

i love watching anime so recommend me some of ur favs!!

we stan eiji okumura in this blog

sometimes i affectionately insult my fav characters

curses sometimes

could speak english and tagalog (im learning how to speak swedish because of my obsession with young royals adjkasjkadjk)

sometimes i make playlists for my beloved blorbos

sometimes hp and the marauders

comfort characters: achilles, prince wilhelm, ash lynx, nick nelson, ginny weasley, annabeth chase, percy jackson, jude duarte, rei suwa, mateo torrez, yuri katsuki, reki kyan, sophie hatter

if i don’t like u i’ll just block u

will block any jkr enthusiasts

i also have a side blog: @itsjusta-thousandcuts which you can go and follow if u wanna see stuff that i write :D (and also some nonsense stuff lmao) and my AO3 just_a_local_fangirl

[rosalinesurvived]

ASFJFSFJ when irl the average age of being a US-vietnam soldier was 19/22 then you have Griffin “born in 1957, in Vietnam in 1973 at earliest” Callenreese being SIXTEEN at that point of time, a literal baby shipped to the other side of the world either alongside other babies (Max) or with other adults all just for the sake of getting money to raise Ash n giving him a good life which was never even possible bc of horrible things outside your circumstances so all of your mental trauma at best was for nothing and at worst open the gateways for even more terror… rip Griffin Callrenreese you could never be truly acknowledged

[bleachbleachbleach]

11/21-11/27/22

WHAT A WEEK OF Ws AND Ls.

The Ls: I spent a lot of this week feeling bad about myself and writing fanfic anyway because I had time this week that I’m not going to have next week, and then feeling worse about myself because the fanfic was bad, and I felt bad about it being OOC, and also not having any real narrative coherence or value, and being structurally completely insane. Also, this chapter is now 10,000 words long and is not yet complete and I know I was trying to convince myself earlier that there is absolutely no reason a chapter can’t be a novella, but also why would it need to be. But the parts that are bad need to be there in some form, so I have to fix them, not simply delete them.

The Ws: I kept writing. PRESS ON REGARDLESS. Hisagi and Matsumoto had a better conversation than I thought they were going to have. I don’t think it’s quite there, but it’s way better than the version I wrote last year and this week deleted all of. In a different conversation, I managed to work in a reference to the Koifushi Bananas, my beloved. I wrote most of the 2nd of 4ish fight scenes in this fic, which I was concerned about because I don’t want them to feel repetitive; and I personally think fight scenes are more interesting to watch than to read. But this one has a JELLY WOLF  (except it’s not jelly, or a wolf, this is a terrible description), which I’m happy about, because the entirety of the outline for this part was just "I’ll probably need you to cover for me. Don’t go too far." and “shikai” and I didn’t know there was going to be a Jelly Wolf. 

I am very fond of Jelly Wolf, so here is most of his scene:

Faster. She needs to be faster. One at a time won’t be good enough.

Matsumoto splits her attention. Haineko, at the back of her mind. Haineko, entrusted. They are faster and stronger together but Haineko can hold her own, ash moving like a lynx through the trees, only to dissipate and move like no creature at all. 

Matsumoto can smell it now, gamey and rich—not blood, Hollows don’t have blood—so thick it’s obliterative to all else.

(Her captain, somewhere. Don’t get too far. Don’t let him get too far—)

Matsumoto shoots through the forest, trying to close distance. She doesn’t think she can make the same kidou net as Hinamori had when they’d fought together in the Winter War, its tight weave almost invisible against the reishi around it, but with any luck she won’t have to. These Hollows are the monstrous kind, not the deceitful—no language, no games. Just hunger.

Stay that way, she prays, and sets bombs. Kidou, nascent, connected by thready intent, ready to be brought together by a final syllable.

Haineko rushes her, splitting the branches from a tree as the ash streams past, friction smoke rising in her wake, and Matsumoto falls into a defensive stance. Haineko materializes as a blade just as black jaws close around her, jaws so large they can’t belong to anything that fits inside this forest. Jaws so large that as they swallow her whole, Matsumoto remains whole. The bite is jagged and she slips through the cracks.

She is and isn’t inside something. The Hollow is more a ghost of a thing than a thing, powerful enough that inside it like this, Matsumoto can feel her body buckling under pressure. Her muscles contact like they’re responding to brutal touch and her breaths come in shallow gasps as her lungs struggle to inflate. She can see the trees through its body, curving inward like ribs, rafters on which this Hollow has hung its shape. Why work around the forest when you can become it?

Matsumoto croaks out the final syllable of her bomb net.

As expected, it’s not enough—all seven bombs blow a hole only large enough for Matsumoto to take one gasping breath of free air before the Hollow’s spiritual pressure shoves her to the ground once more, popping the breath from her lungs.

The jaws come back. They’re clearly not attached to any head, nor is it likely they have any sense that they should be, but in Matsumoto’s mind it’s like a wolf turning inside out, teeth chasing prey down its own throat. Matsumoto throws her sword up to block, another thing that should have been kidou but isn’t, because all language floods from her mind and she doesn’t think she can speak— she can’t breathe—

Matsumoto bets on black, lets her jaws close around her again as Haineko dissipates, and hopes the fangs will miss her again. She sends Haineko away, rushing low over the ground, splintering the tops of roots as they head for the base of the rib-trees.

She feels a sharp pain at her thigh, and gasps.

Blood, blood for sure, as her cheeks turn deathly cold then hot, nervous system jolted into frenzy by sudden uncertainty—where her body begins and ends, what exists within and without. But it’s not a puncture, nothing’s crushed—she can move freely and does, hand slicking instantly as she tries to gauge the depth of the wound. She has no idea what hurt her, until she reminds herself that this Hollow is not, in fact, a wolf—not even one the size of a forest, with its head down its throat. Perhaps the teeth are barbed, perhaps they are not teeth at all. She staggers until the pressure forces her to her knees again.

Tree line, she reminds herself. Tree line, tree line—

At least, she hears a crack, as the earth, carved away by Haineko, begins to release the tree roots, and the tree comes down. The second tree already, she realizes with some relief—the first, while she was in the jaws.

Her leg isn’t off too poorly. It’s painful, missing enough skin to risk infection if she weren’t to tend it, but it’s not deep and it’s bleeding, but not profusely. She’s okay, she’s okay. She hears another tree fall. Faster.

Kidou, this time. First a kekkai, thrown hastily between her and the not-jaws, but a far better defense than her sword. Then bakudou, towards the trees. Used normally, this bakudou will stills the current of reiryoku in an opponent. Trees are not the same, but all life flows with reishi, and Matsumoto tries to imagine the vascular inside of a tree, tries to imagine the small death of all that reishi—water and nutrients and whatever else—coming to a stop. She imagines the burnt out husks of trees after a lightning strike, the emptiness of dry wood stacked neatly in the 10th Division kitchens.

Haineko rips through the dead spots, and the trees come down, one after another after another. With it comes the Hollow, body collapsing with the trees.

Matsumoto rolls, too conscious of the pain as her bleeding thigh bounces over rock and root.

Faster. Haineko doesn’t have enough ash to match the size of the Hollow. She’ll need to make up for it in speed—faster, faster—

There’s nothing to aim for, in this Hollow that is too big for this forest and is this forest and is not a wolf and is and is not a set of jaws and is a heaviness, a great dark mass. There is no heart to aim for, no head. If it has any kind of literal hole the only ones Matsumoto can imagine are the gaps between its teeth.

She will tear it to pieces. She has to. She will tear it to pieces until it forgets it was anything but pieces.

She doesn’t think much, after that, as her mind fills only with Haineko, only with this singular objective: Tear it apart.

Take it in your teeth and shred.

[carnivorouswillgraham]