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kalcium-yippee · 21 days
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"Mike this- Mike that" NO. EMMA.
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ash-lash · 3 days
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Sad headcanon because I’m sad and yes these are all mother related 😓
I feel like Ashlyn whenever she would have nightmares or anything would always go to her mom for comfort
Emma would always make sure she made Ashlyn’s breakfast first before mikes if she ever did cook
Emma used to drive Ashlyn to school whenever she didn’t wanna ride the bus with all of the other students
Ashlyn and emma regularly have talks about what’s been going on for both of them.
Emma and Ashlyn always devote some days to girl time and just relax.
Emma always makes sure to let Ashlyn know that she’s there for her and loves her
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kalciumdraws · 21 days
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No one loves Emma Banner more than me.
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iamumbra195 · 2 months
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School Bus Graveyard incorrect quotes because I'm bored
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Taylor: Look how creepy it is looking down this hallway.
Ashlyn: I'm gonna get vertigo.
Aiden: I'm a Virgo!
Tyler, deadpan: No, you're a virgin.
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Aiden: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!
Tyler: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD
Aiden: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING ASHLYN WITH ME
Logan, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.
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Taylor: Why is Tyler so upset?
Logan: He took one of those “Which Character Are You?” quizzes
Taylor: And...?
Logan: He got Aiden.
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Ashlyn: What did you do with the phantom's body?
Aiden: What didn’t I do with the body?
Everyone:
Aiden: Okay, that sounded more sexual than I intended. I disposed of the phantom respectfully.
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Aiden: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.
Logan: Aiden, no.
Ben, with text to speech: Mistlefoe.
Logan: Please stop encouraging him.
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Taylor: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?
Tyler: You’re a hazard to society
Aiden: And a coward. DO TWENTY.
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Emma, trying to be nice to Ashlyn's new friends: Would you like to stay for dinner?
Mike, excited for his daughter: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?
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Logan: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'?
Ben: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated-
Aiden: Smad.
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Ashlyn: Why are you on the floor?
Aiden: I'm depressed.
Aiden: Also I was stabbed, can you get Ben, please.
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Taylor: Aiden and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us
Ashlyn, sighing: What did he do?
Taylor: he chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...
Aiden: Who wants a steering wheel?
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Aiden: If I accidentally sat on a voodoo doll of myself, would I be trapped forever in that position, doomed to starve to death?
Logan: How am I supposed to know?
Tyler: You say that as if we don’t use you as a source of knowledge of the occult.
Logan: ...You wouldn't be trapped.
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Ashlyn: Tyler, keep an eye on Aiden today. He's going to say something to the wrong person and get punched.
Tyler: Sure, I’d love to see him get punched.
Ashlyn: Try again.
Tyler, sighing: I will stop Aiden from getting punched.
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Aiden, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him
Tyler: You did WHAT–
Ben: William Snakespeare
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Ashlyn: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life
Taylor: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?
Ashlyn: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.
Aiden: edible
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Taylor, whispering to Aiden, who’s on the phone with Ashlyn: Ask her something!
Aiden: How are you feeling?
Ashlyn: Fine.
Taylor: Something personal!
Aiden: At what age did you start hearing voices?
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Aiden: If I die, my funeral is going to be the biggest party ever and you’re all invited
Logan: If?
Tyler: Great, the only party I’d actually go to and he might not even die.
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Logan: We need a distraction.
Ashlyn: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?
Aiden, whispering: My time has come
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Tyler: Where are you going?
Taylor: To get ice cream or commit a felony, I’ll decide on the way there
Tyler: I'll come with
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Mike, buying a whole bag of knives, guns and other weapons like he's going to war on a random Tuesday: I can explain
Jacob (shop owner): Can you?
Mike: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.
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Taylor: Heads up, if you try to make a candle with food colouring, it will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food colouring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food colouring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter.
Tyler, sighing: What did you do?
Taylor, wailing: A MISTAKE
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Mr. Thomas: What are your goals?
Ashlyn: To pet all the dogs.
Mr. Thomas: No, I meant your goals for this trip.
Ashlyn: To pet all the dogs in Savannah.
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Logan: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?
Ashlyn: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak?
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Taylor: Aiden isn’t answering their phone
Ashlyn: I’ll call
Taylor: Ben and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
Aiden: Hello?
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Aiden: I was arrested for being too cool.
Tyler: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.
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Aiden: Jail is no fun. I’ll tell you that much
Taylor: You’ve been to jail?
Aiden: Once. In Monopoly.
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Mike: You love me, right?
Emma: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.
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Aiden: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl.
Ashlyn: Okay
Aiden: And make out during the scary parts.
Ashlyn: The-
Ashlyn: The scary parts?
Ashlyn: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.
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Ashlyn: How petty can you get?
Tyler: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.
Taylor: I KNEW IT-
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Aiden: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them.
Logan: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.
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Mike: So what’s for dinner?
Emma, staring at the food she just burnt: Regret.
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That's all for today!
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thurio-edau · 29 days
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that one person who reblogged and said memes are content got me going fr🙏🙏
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mishoarts · 6 months
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I don't have coins to fast pass tomorrow, but I still want something like this
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Momma bear beat up that Karen PLEASE -
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stinkypeanutbutter · 1 month
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Mike banner . Again . Pls help me
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b3achysurfur · 5 months
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like mother like daughter 🗣
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primalmagic · 13 days
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rock-a-bye baby
It was empty. It was black and empty and she was alone.  
Until she wasn’t. 
Emma hesitates, taking a step black on an old, tattered tile that’s only vaguely familiar. 
“Hello?” 
She can barely recognize her own voice. 
She tries again. 
“Hello? Is anyone-” 
She’s interrupted by a blood-curdling scream, disassociated and hers. 
“Damn it, damn it,” she panics, her heart beating a thousand times faster than what was probably normal, “Fuck, stay away from me, you- you-”
It comes closer, cocking its head onto the side, cold wind brushing against her extended, shaking leg. It’s unlike anything she’s ever seen before, but like something she has seen before. Because she knew. 
God, she knew. She had met this creature before, someplace- somewhere- at some time she somehow couldn’t remember…
It’s empty, hollow, smiling face leaned closer to her, and she suppresses the urge to giggle. 
She’s so done. She’s so, so, done. The girl in her stomach kicks her again, but she’s not paying her any attention. The shock is gone, replaced by slow, slow, slow agony. 
“What do you want?” She demands, her voice wavering around the wisps of black wind curling across her vision. “Why are you here?” 
It doesn’t answer. 
She doesn’t expect it to. 
But it grins wider, leans closer until it’s in her personal place and just barely touching her. 
“S-stay back,” she swallows, “I, uh, I have a husband!” The previous panic creeps back into her mind, slowly but surely. 
It doesn’t react. 
It leans closer and closer and closer until Emma can feel it everywhere. 
Around her, encompassing her, inside her, just… her. 
She gasps out wordlessly, eyes squeezed shut, a single teardrop drawing a small squiggle down her face. 
She can feel it. 
And she understands.
A thousand years of suffering run through her head, a thousand years of abandonment, of hatred, of the same agony she’d felt seconds ago. Centuries of ignorance and exile, decades of planning and surviving. 
The slow trickle of hope, falling, falling, falling, as the hourglass greedily takes the last piece of sand. 
Of fear and worry, or terror and humanity. So old and grainy that she can hardly grasp it. Because it was taken from it, taken so long ago. 
And want. 
So, so, so much want.
And then it’s gone. 
Her eyes open up wearily, studying her surroundings, but it is nowhere to be found. 
But out of the very corner of her eyesight, she sees a blob run through the dark. 
She can’t speak, she realizes. She’s so tired, so drowsy… so sleepy… 
But then it speaks. 
It speaks. 
And it says, 
Ashlyn. 
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“Emma? Love, are you alright? Emma?” 
Her eyes jerk open, tear-stained cheeks flushed red, her hands clenched as they lay dead on the mattress. 
“Mark?” 
“What’s wrong, Em?” He sits up on the bed, leaning closer to dry her eyes, which are somehow still wet. “What happened? Bad dream?” 
Yes, she’s about to say, but then she’s struck by the realization that she can’t… remember? Why was she crying? 
“No,” she frowns, “I’m- I’m okay.” 
“Are you sure about that?” he asks as she leans on his shoulder and sits up, grasping his hand to stay grounded. 
She flicks on the lamp on the bedroom table, relishing the way the dim light fills the room. 
“I love you,” she whispers, holding one hand to her stomach and gazing softly at her husband. Her baby has stopped kicking, she realizes in the back of her mind. 
“I love you too, Em,” he smiles, “But it’s one AM in the night and you just started crying, love. Did something happen?” 
“No, I- no, I’m alright,” she decides, turning her eyes away. She’d tell Mike if she knew, she thinks. But what… what just happened? 
“If you say so,” he chuckles, eyes crinkled in slight worry, “Baby keeping you up all night?” 
“Something like that,” she answers truthfully. “She’s alright, though.” I think. 
“How are you so sure it’s a girl?” Mike nudges her affectionately, “I bet it’s a boy.” 
“It’s a girl,” she said definingly, grinning, “But I wouldn’t mind betting with you on it.” 
“50 bucks?” 
“Deal.” 
“I’m so gonna win!” 
Emma shakes her head, her mind erasing any lingering fear of whatever’d just happened. She was safe. She was at her house with the love of her life, making stupid remarks and she was safe. 
“Mother knows best,” she giggles, like she’s a teenage girl again. 
“How dare ye, Mother Gothel! Stay away from my wife and my son!” He waves his hands dramatically, and Emma knows he’s trying to make her feel better. 
“Daughter,” she corrects, before he can protest, “It’s too late for this. You have work tomorrow! Go to sleep,” she flicks him on the head and smiles. 
“Alright, fine.” 
Pause.
“You sure you’re okay?” 
She sighs exasperatedly, but with no heat, “I’m fine, I swear. Thanks though.” 
“No problem, love. Good night.” 
He tucks her under the covers, and then flicks off the lamp. 
“Good night, love you too,” she whispers back. 
The silence stretches, comfortable and calm. 
One sheep. Two sheep. Three sheep. 
“Hey, Mark?” She asks, using the nickname that had inadvertently stuck since she mistakenly called him it when they'd first met.
“Yeah, Em?” 
“If it’s a girl…” she hesitates, unsure of why she’s so adamant on this herself, “Can we name her Ashlyn?” 
“Only if I can name him Edward,” he jokes. 
“Never mind,” she rolls her eyes in the darkness, but Mike definitely gets the point. 
“Yeah, love, we can.” 
“Yeah?” 
“Yeah. I like it.”
“Wish I could say the same, but no child of mine is going to be named Edward.”  
“Hey! You don’t want a little vampire baby?” 
Her mind catches a glimpse of something, something familiar, and she shudders involuntarily, “I’d like to stay away from anything supernatural in this life, if I can.” 
“Alright then, what about Bob?” 
“I hate you.” 
“You love me.” 
“Yeah, I do love you. Now, good night, Mark,” she huffs, still smiling, “For real this time.” 
“Alright, alright. Good night- for real this time,” he chuckles. 
She loves him so, so much. 
As she drifts off, she feels another small kick, and lets out a breath she didn’t know she was holding.
“Good night to you too, Ashlyn."
on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56080381 guys there is not a single emma banner / mike banner on ao3 COME ON they were such a power couple
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ghostlytableteehee · 14 days
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teehee
Therell be more 😍🫶
These went from crack ships to idefk
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thatoneluckybee · 6 months
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Mike and Emma WON today's episode
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kalcium-yippee · 21 days
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How I feel starting beef over who loves a fictional middle aged woman the most
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sociallyawkwardseal · 8 months
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Prompt: Fictober: "Is it over? Is it really over?"
Fandom: School Bus Graveyard
Summary: After getting into Ashlyn and Taylor's hotel room to check on them, the kids have a small conversation.
Content Warnings: Implied emeto
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Sitting on the floor of the girls’ hotel room, Ashlyn, Taylor, Tyler, Aiden, Ben, and Logan all remained silent; the other two girls had gotten them all water and Sprites from the vending machine down the hall at their requests and went back to bed, leaving them alone until they were ready to go back to their own rooms.
“Is it over?” Logan said hoarsely, resting his head against the wall. “Is it really over…?”
“The food poisoning, or the weird monster crap we just had to deal with, lol?” Aiden asked from his perch on the sink counter.
“That was not food poisoning, and you know it.” Tyler hissed, palm pressed to his forehead. “Come on…”
“Do you wanna tell us what it was, then?”
Tyler stayed silent under Aiden’s exhausted gaze, only a quiet huff leaving his lips.
Ashlyn interrupted, her face, hair clumped against her cheeks and forehead through cold sweat, pressed as close as possible to the cool door of the shower. “I’m too tired for us to even try having this conversation now. Especially with the girls in the other room. We should just get back to our rooms and talk about this tomorrow after we actually rest…”
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kalciumdraws · 20 days
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@kalcium-yippee lies I love Emma Banner more than him
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iamumbra195 · 1 month
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Rift Theory
TW: mentions of suicide and blood
So, we all kinda know that rifts form in places with a dark history like the Sorrel Weed House, where two people committed suicide, or the abandoned building where Ashlyn was born that I'm assuming is a school given that they're a very common spot for suicide. So we know death has something to do with rifts forming.
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But what causes them to open? I have a theory that has like zero evidence but I feel like blood has something to do with it.
Essentially, I think that you need to spill some blood in order to open and close a rift once you're at the location. Emma bled during birth in the real world, which is when the rift opened. Then Mike got cut and started bleeding too in the shadow dimension so the rift closed.
Ashlyn got cut by the phantom in the shadow dimension before the rift closed too. So, given that Jasmine said she opened the rift to drag Ashlyn in, she probably cut her hand or something to do it.
Maybe because it was Ashlyn (who already had a special connection with the shadow dimension due to being born there) that closed the rift the second time that it didn't close properly and dragged the others in as well.
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This is legit only based on these two pictures so I'm probably wrong but it's fun to theorize.
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thurio-edau · 2 months
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to be honest even tho i wasnt here during the canvas, i read the changes like last month (big thanks to @mishoarts here!! thank u for that post<3) and i'm really glad that Red did it. prime two best changes being
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i think there is only Arabic version in a random website- thanks to leah for using google lens translate for the second pic lol
it's that Red changed Aiden's personality from a psychotic character to a slightly unstable but still loving character who just doesn't know how to communicate properly. it's fit far more than a psycho in the situation because he's grown really caring towards the group being like found family
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he really cares about his friends at the point unlike a psycho would (psycho characters lack empathy and the feeling of caring/loving), why people mix him up with one is because the media influence of psychopathic characters. they think mentally unstable or insane equals psychopath but it doesn't, so from the canvas to the original Red changed that factor and instead made him the Aiden we know and love. and second
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THEM OMG
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THE MILF AND DILF
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I HONESTLY WOULDN'T SURVIVE WITHOUT THEM PLEASE
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IM SO GLAD RED ABANDONED THE IDEA OF TYPICAL PARENTS THAT AREN'T RLLY ANYTHING SPECIAL AND CHANGED THEM TO HOT MILITARY MOM AND DAD LIKE SJDHSJFJJJSDJ--
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