I always find myself laughing at how obsessed I got with Banana Fish and Twin Peaks.
I discovered BF first and fell in love with Ash instantly, just like how someone feels when they discover a new song from the musical genre they love. Iโm a college student majoring in psychology, so I have this habit of getting interested in complex characters with issues involving trauma. Actually, I kind of want to specialize in that area. Ash Lynx and Laura Palmer were the starting point that made me seriously consider that idea. I started clinging to the things that kept me going, and thatโs why theyโre so important to me.
In early 2025, I was finishing Banana Fish, and the anime and manga had left a void in my heart. I decided to start reading fanfiction on AO3 to try to fill that void, and for the most part, it worked. I had access to many wonderful stories featuring Ash and Eiji, but none of them had made as big an impact as the one I found. Considering that there are thousands of stories there, this one is very famous and stands out (even though others managed to surpass it, I donโt know how). But this one was different; it was and still is special to this day. It was through this story that I began to like Banana Fish and Ash Lynx much more, eventually leading to my discovery of Twin Peaks and Laura Palmer.
I wonโt go into too much detail about this story, but itโs basically a prequel to Banana Fish that recounts Aslan's past and early adolescence (when he was thirteen years old). The story is written in such a detailed and powerful way that it makes you think of it as canonical to the anime/manga. Iโve adopted the perspective that yes, everything that happened in this fanfic is part of the original work, and Ash went through all of it. In fact, this story is very disturbing as well โit contains many degrading scenes involving pedophilia, child sexual abuse, violence, sexual exploitation of minors, etc. Itโs not for the faint of heart. I think thatโs what made me like it so muchโbecause it was so true to real life and didnโt romanticize his suffering. I like realistic stories that donโt gloss over the innate cruelty of human beings, and this author captured that in the best possible way. Congratulations, you deserve all the awards.
And if youโve made it this far, I think you can tell that I still havenโt gotten over what that fanfic did to me. It tore me apart in every possible way, and this is the first time Iโve ever given anyone credit for something like this. It left me in a manic state for months, and the only thing on my mind was Aslan Jade Callenreese. And then came Laura Palmer and Twin Peaks.
I think most people know that around mid-2025 or 2026, the theme of Laura Palmer featured in the series became famous and sparked trends and videos featuring other tragic fictional characters on Tik Tok; Ash was one of them. It was from that moment on that my mind began to associate Ash and Laura as a single entity. To me, they were and are very similar; a sort of perfect and tragic combination that would be interesting to write about, and Iโm speaking of this as a mental health professional. And this fantasy became even more prominent when I read โThe Secret Diary of Laura Palmerโ written by the daughter of one of the minds behind the series and Fire Walk With Me, Jennifer Lynch. That took me back to the time when I was reading the fanfic on AO3, and suddenly I was projecting everything: the suffering; the excitement; the urge to protect Ash; to murder the pedophiles and rapists etc.
At this point, you might think Iโm a bit too crazy, and I donโt mind thatโin fact, I agree with the term. Laura and Ash have grown together in a powerful way within me, and ever since I watched Fire Walk With Me and read the diary, I havenโt been able to stop thinking about it or connecting the two. I swear to everyone, every time I read the diary, it was as if I were seeing things from Ashโs perspectiveโthe abuse, the shame, his worldview, and how he thought about people. It was magical, and Iโll carry that with me for the rest of my life.
If you made it to the end, Iโm so grateful you read my account of playful madness. A kiss and a hug, and see you next time.
Kiss Kiss, Hollow. โก














