#[lost memories]

[redspringstudio]

Eerily beautiful, red spider lilies bear the sorrow of loss and farewells. Eridians believe these flowers shepherd lost spirits into the afterlife.

The city has seen a sudden increase in these unearthly flowers, leaving many puzzled about their meaning... 🤔

[madcat-world]

Lost Memories - Alexey Egorov

[neelihara]

Computer room is a core memory that kids these days would never understand.

[inquirewithbillcipher]

Wait... Bill, do you remember being uh, stone, maybe?

Pine Tree told me about it but… I know there are things he isn’t telling me.

-Bill

[x4c0ld-hvnds4x]

Blockbuster in the 2000s & early 2010s 💿

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

[kitty-whims]

mellywoo, 2007

photos taken on Canon Digital IXUS i5

[whumpberry-cookie]

When Villain finally confronts the Heroes, he brings Whumpee with him.

_________________

(V:) "Here. He's no longer fun. You can have this" he leads Whumpee by arm. Whumpee is free, without any restrains. He just obediently follows.

Heroes see that there is no light in his eyes. He stands in front of them, waiting for more orders.

(H:) "What did you do to him?"

(V:) "Oh, he's no longer there. Interpret it as you please."

Months pass and they still can't tell if Whumpee's conciousness is still somewhere there.

Did Villain use some kind of magic to rip Whumpee's conciousness out of his body? Is he still in it, but so traumatised that he shut down completly? Or this body is an empty shell and real Whumpee inside it is no longer alive?

____________________

[gamedrawin]

“Lost memories” pages 176-187 (END)

Let's start this year by the end! It's finally done and I wanted to thanks all the people who reads this comics! It taught me so much!

Happy new years guys!

Thank you @holly-rose12 for the correction.

Thanks to @theandroidshinx, @yourlocaltrashpandaxoxo, @holly-rose12 and @special-vibe for their OC.

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[artsolarsash]

“Lost memory in the summer days”

Translation: Is this your ball?

Aki and Ritsu met when they were kids, but these memories were lost a long time ago.

(It’s just a concept, maybe it will be important for the future)

[eaglebow09]

FINALLY HERE IT IS!

Lost Memories (Revali x Anya OC) BOTW webcomic:

Chapter 4: "Look to the Sky" Pt. 1

The night before Zelda and her group departure from the village, Anya grapples with her apprehension. Her dream serves as a compelling sign, urging her to summon her resolve and seize the impending opportunity. As she gradually reconciles with her fears enough to soothe her hesitant heart in accepting the princess's proposal, Anya's slumber is abruptly interrupted by an unexpected visitor—Terakko. In a chaotic yet endearing attempt to pack Anya's belongings, Terakko tries his best to encourage her to embark on an adventure.

Anya finds herself contemplating the crossroads of her life. Should she join Princess Zelda, Link, Impa, and the infamous Revali on their quest? It's an extraordinary opportunity, a chance to uncover her true self and unravel the mysteries of her past. However, one formidable obstacle stands in her way—Revali, the arrogant Rito warrior, with whom she shares a history fraught with a complex mix of disdain, hurt and rivalry.

Terakko, though unable to speak, seems to grasp Anya's predicament and encourages her to take the leap of faith.

With newfound determination, Anya makes her momentous decision, undaunted by the forthcoming challenges.

As the group sets out towards the Tabantha Wilds, Anya relishes the opportunity to prove herself. With the winds of adventure at her back and the unwavering support of her newfound companions, she stands ready to confront whatever trials await her.

Part 2 of the Chapter on my page!

This is a handdrawn Revali x OC comic and it takes lots of time but it is so fun to do. Thank you always for the patience and I hope you like it and continue reading as I put more out. For previous chapters and context visit my page!

[vlp-wrtng-prctcs]

¿Incompleto?

No he escrito nada (ni lo haré en unos días, porque mi existencia ha decidido que es un buen momento para estar en reposo involuntario), pero checando entre las mil cosas que siempre dejo escritas, me topé con esto, así que... Vamos provechar mi ausencia.

Resumen: Después de haber deseado que todo rastro de su existencia desapareciera, Tulio Triviño siente que algo...o alguien falta en su vida. Pero no sabe quién, cómo o por qué.

Pero está incompleto, aún cuando todo el mundo diga que no es así.

⫶

Han pasado tres meses desde la última vez que crucé la puerta del consultorio, y han pasado más de 90 días desde la última vez en que las personas me han dicho que me veo mejor. Que las cosas parecen tener sentido. Incluso las caras más borrosas se han vuelto, de cierta manera, más claras; todo eso debería hacerme feliz, porque sé que lo soy incluso si nadie me lo dice. Puedo ver frente al espejo una persona que amo, que reconozco, que admiro.

Pero cada vez que vuelvo sobre mis pasos, siento que algo me falta.

Los doctores han dicho que es el estrés, el terapeuta les ha dado la razón; mi vida ha sido tan normal como siempre, pero ese siempre se siente una farsa, un espectáculo. A veces no puedo evitar pensar que estoy actuando todo el tiempo, con todo el mundo, especialmente estas noches en las que escribo, pensando tanto, como si este no fuera mi deber, pero ante la falta de un responsable, de un pensador, debo reemplazar su talento con mis emociones confusas que no encuentran la nitidez de siempre.

Todo mundo cree que estoy mejor porque he dejado de buscar a alguien en cada esquina cuando mi mente divaga, de hablar de un conocido que nunca existió. Están contentos porque no estoy buscando un protagonista en mi propia historia, como si el hecho de que hubiera alguien más, antes de mí, fuera impensable.

Puede que tengan razón, porque en estos momentos, no existe alguien más grande que yo, que estos sentimientos que me agobian.

Pero…

Aún no puedo dejar de tener esos sueños en los que alguien me sostiene, en los que incluso cuando usa las palabras más inadecuadas, me permite ser libre, entre todas las presiones, entre todas mis represiones; lo que duele, porque entonces tengo que despertar sintiéndome confundido de donde empieza mi realidad.

¿He perdido algo más que mi memoria?

La gente siempre habla de mí, como si me conociera, como si tuvieran un retrato exacto de cada uno de mis rasgos, y si bien los grandes logros hacen que mi pecho se hinche en reconocimiento, la gente no parece realmente verme fuera de ellos; pese a las descripciones de egoísmo y narcicismo, no ven si existe alguna fragilidad detrás de mí.

Incluso yo temo no conocerme más, no como antes, como si hubiera perdido una pieza que le da un sentido a mi identidad.

Tal vez solo estoy pensando demasiado, como lo he hecho en las últimas semanas, quizás solamente estoy desvariando entre las sombras y el deseo, quizás solo estoy esperando a que algo o alguien aparezca en una esquina y acabe con esta tormenta.

Pero no lo hay, por lo que debo ser feliz, en esta vida que he aceptado en lo que parece ser una eternidad sin un inicio claro, mucho menos, un final.

Quizás, tal vez, pueda encontrar lo que me hace falta para ser yo.

Por ahora, esta noche, descansaré de este incompleto sueño.

[diamondangelkitten]

Junelezen Day 25: Old Friend

Alinea was sitting in the The Letter Forest, in Ul'dah, soaking in the atmosphere. She appreciated the work the Wandering Minstrel had put into this event and she knew her fellow Warriors of Light and adventurers had been touched by the heartfelt letters. Still, at this moment, she was a bit nervous. The Wandering Minstrel seemed to know she'd be there today and had strode over with a stack of letters that he thought she might like to read.

"No time like the present," she thought to herself. Most of the letters made her smile. They recalled funny stories that she had indeed been the one to help with. They ranged from her time starting out as a gladiator, even all the way to Kugane and beyond. She smiled, recalling all the minor adventures she had landed up taking. "It is true," Alinea thought to herself, "Sometimes I can get caught up in all the big things and forget the impact of a kind word or a gentle helping hand can do."

She smiles as she tucks another letter to the back of the pile. As she starts to read the last letter, she pauses, shocked. The letter, not very long in its entirety, simply read:

To the Warrior of Light known as Alinea, You do not remember me, but I remember meeting you before the calamity. Aye, I'd know you from anywhere. You were always helping your parents and even as a child, were caring and helpful to those you came across. I am proud to see what you've become. Thank you for what you've done for our star. I hope you take some time to appreciate what you and your companions have done for us. I hope you can entrust to us the stewardship of the star one day, so you can live in peace and not always be waiting for the next war. May you live a long and happy life, filled with all of life's little joys. Yours truly, An old friend

Alinea struggles to blink back the tears, trying not to ruin the letter. Often times, she did not mind having lost her memories, but this letter. It tugged at her heart and mind to not know who wrote this. Breathing deeply, she closes her eyes and lets her thoughts run before collecting them again.

While she may never know who wrote this letter, it is not important. Alinea opens her eyes back to the present. No, what was important was that she had always remained true to herself. Standing up for those who couldn't do it for themselves. Being kind in a world that often valued cruelty instead. She smiles, tucking the letters into a bag to return to the minstrel. She closes her eyes one last time, wishing that the person who wrote the letter would live as happy a life as they wished for her.

[kousaka-ayumu]

Plot:

All he remembered is that he's her husband and a healer.

Chapters:

"Prologue"

"Secrets"

"Sudden Capture"

"Missing Chili"

"Red Pepper Cookie"

"The Plan To Save Her"

Characters:

White Lily Cookie/Dark Enchantress(Pandora)

Pure Vanilla Cookie(Adam)

GingerBrave(Bridget/Balen)

Strawberry Cookie(Fragaria)

Wizard Cookie(Maldue)

Chili Pepper Cookie(Anise)

Custard Cookie the III(Casey the III)

Rye Cookie(Rye)

Pomegranate Cookie(Persephone)

Licorice Cookie(???)

Poison Mushroom Cookie(???)

Pink Velvet Cookie(Camelia)

[im-not-perfect-but-im-trying]

My mind is too tired to try and smile.

[arrows-asks]

“What if...”

(separate panels below the cut)

[kitty-whims]

kittymorgan, 2005

photo 1 caption: “bob is peeking out from behind the pillow (where he stays during the day, I sleep with him at night) and is wondering what that nasty-looking water stain is.”

photo 2 caption: “I had this one for awhile and just recently changed it to a seamonster. his name is bob.”

photos taken on a Kodak CX7430 Zoom