#amnesia was his name

[blorboindulgence]

Amnesia Was His Name - Overheating

Seconds before they both pass-out after petty revenge. Scene from my despair disease fic Amnesia Was His Name where K1-B0 was being annoying to Shuichi so he laid on top of him. Don't worry, he doesn't die, he just fries a little.

I started drawing this on my phone during my online lecture and decided to finish it.

[batcavescolony]

I see a lot of people upset about William Kaplan being dead and no one mourning him cus Billy stole his body and I just don't see it that way. The kid in Wanda Vision is Billy Maximoff, The teenager at the Bar Mitzvah is William Kaplan, the Teen that got taken to the hospital after the wreck is neither and both Billy Maximoff and William Kaplan. That Teen went home with the abilities of Billy Maximoff, to the home of William Kaplan, with memories of neither and lived there for three years. He cares about Rebecca and Jeff, he lied to the to protect them from pain, they are his parents. He wants to find Tommy, he has magical powers, he wants to know who he is. All of these things are true. I wouldn't say William Kaplan is dead he just doesn't remember, like Agatha wasn't dead when he was Agnes, she just didn't remember.

[tinfoil-jones]

In a Nutshell: For Your Own Good (Ch. 1-5)

Chapter 1:

Ford: I am your brother, and I'm about to make that everyone's problem.

Stan: Get a load of this guy. *gets tranquilized*

Chapter 2:

Stan: I have no idea who you are and I don't really know who I am either.

Ford: He's faking it.

Stan: I hate the ocean.

Ford:

Ford: Oh god he isn't faking it.

Chapter 3:

Fiddleford: So you kidnapped a man and put him in your basement? With no intent to free him anytime soon?

Ford: Yes.

Fiddleford: And you want me to be an accessory to your crimes?

Stan: Hey.

Fiddleford:

Fiddleford: I'll do it.

Chapter 4:

Fiddleford: We should try to be ethical about this.

Ford: No, he's fine.

Stan: God, I miss cocaine. *drinks drug water*

Ford: He's fine.

Chapter 5:

Stan: *casually dropping the most off-the-wall stories about multiple traumatic things that happened to him*

Ford: But are we sure he's traumatized?

Fiddleford, in Southern: Bless your heart.

Ch 6-10 In a Nutshell

[adamnablelittledevil]

Not justifying Armand, but you don't get through that amount of physical, sexual, emotional abuse, brainwashing, isolation etc to the point of amnesia and dissociation since you're a human child until you're a centuries old vampire (and vampirism amplifies their traumas and emotions) without accidentally reprogramming your brain in a really messed-up way. Specially when you're stuck in a teenage brain forever. This is not someone that lived a safe and privileged life, not even a remotely decent one, and decided to be evil. In many ways Armand forgot or didn't even get to learn what is meant to be human and have a healthy lifestyle and relationships with people. Obviously, it would take him a long time to catch up with his humanity and even develop a sense of identity (one of his many issues too).

[silver-peel]

The fair unknown, the local man bullied by a birb🪶

[spending-life-pretending]

started reading the lymond chronicles and I truly have no idea what’s going on but I do like the funny words this guy is speaking to me

[pixelatedraindrops]

Yuma Month: Day 25: Broken

Night terrors, burning body temperature, delirious hallucinations, and glassy faded vision…

Helpless and afraid, he calls out for his caretaker…but he’s not there…

He’s all alone now…with no one to help…

Completely broken.

[crimeronan]

Hunter manages to pull out a vague W by being so sad and pathetic that it shocks everyone into letting him explain things. Vee's got him pinned and she's threatening to kill him and he Doesn't Care. Vee's like "I'll KILL you if you put your hands on her, I won't let you hurt her anymore" and Hunter just ignores her entirely like "Luz! Luz are you okay? Are you safe, you're not hurt anywhere are you? Where's Belos? I swear if he hurt you I'll kill him myself I promise, Luz-" and Vee uncoils a bit

kicking my Feet. YESS

you know in hollow mind when hunter goes "flapjack!! are you okay, did they hurt you??" even though he's talking to wild witches who have No Fucking Reason to hurt flapjack, ever??

fair enough given that he's still trying to convince himself that wild magic is evil. instant human realm replay: there's some strange woman hunter doesn't know (untrustworthy) and a basilisk (manipulative) and if hunter remembers Anything about this Particular basilisk, it would be that she Does Not Like Luz.

hunter, frantic: luz, are you okay?? did they hurt you??

and luz is like. of course not. they'd never.... i don't....

....are you hunter??

and all of the tension just. goes out of him.

meanwhile vee, who i think probably knows this name, bc luz has no reason to be cagey about the mysteries she's trying to solve, is like oh. fuck damnit.

YOU'RE hunter????

[taddymason]

the fact that in your fic, jay before loosing his memories was fighting craglings in the realm of madness and then ended up staying in the adminstration

which canonically also turned out to be in the realm of madness 👀

Fr I swear my reaction when Zane said that was "Sure, that makes a lot of sense" to then think about this drawing I did a few months ago

Long story short, the time Jay was hit in the head really hard twice and ended up electrocuting himself by accident.

[zaddyazula]

i’m not even mad about not getting a ryuji game because it’s majima and the whole premise of a majima pirate game is so fucking funny

[whumpbug]

whumperless whump event day 27: what's your name again? @whumperless-whump-event

concussion / temporary amnesia / “i don't remember what happened to me.”

see this post for character information!

caretaker: Gene

whumpee: Cassidy

cw: concussion-induced gagging. no actual vomit

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It really had been an accident.

It’s just that, well, Silver could be so slippery.

He had robbed yet another stagecoach. The idiot was trying to run from Gene and his lawmen while being outnumbered four to one. It was only inevitable that Gene had to put a stop to it.

He had a reputation to uphold, after all.

When he threw the rope, he really didn’t see the rock sticking jaggedly out of the ground. If he had, he wouldn’t have yanked Silver off the horse with such momentum.

The back of his head hit the rock with spectacular force.

“Shit,” He hissed, pulling back Calliope’s reins and skidding to a stop.

Cassidy hadn’t gotten back up when he fell.

The outlaw was sprawled out on the dirt, hat thrown off a few feet away. His gelding, Scotch, was trotting back to his rider, curiously nosing his shoulder.

Gene hopped down from Calliope, jogging over to his crumpled form. The other officers also halted, hopping down with vaguely annoyed grumbling.

“Sir, why are we stopping for him? Just throw him on the back of the horse and get on with it,” one of the men said, tapping his foot impatiently.

“I don’t need to explain myself to you.”

It wasn't often that Gene pulled the deputy card, but he really didn't feel like arguing. The men quieted and gave Gene a wide berth to approach Cassidy.

Cassidy was beginning to wake up, groaning with an attempt to push himself up on his forearms. Blood was steadily dripping down the back of his neck and soaking into the poncho he was perpetually wearing. He looked about two seconds from his lunch making a reappearance in front of him.

Gene squatted beside him, and Cassidy visibly flinched.

“Wha..” He slurred, squinting at the deputy as if he couldn’t focus his eyes. “Wha’re you doin’ here..”

Not a good sign.

“You were runnin’ from me, Silver. You robbed a stagecoach. You don’t remember?” Gene explained, tilting Cassidy’s head up and observing his eyes. One pupil was blown wide and the other was constricted to a tiny prick. 

Cassidy’s expression twisted into one of deep contemplation, and finally, he took a good look at his surroundings. 

“I fell?” He murmured, peering up at Scotch. He shivered at the sensation of blood down his back.

“..Yeah. Yeah, you fell.” A little white lie never hurt anybody.

“Mmh.. I wouldn’ fall. M'good at ridin'. You.. You’re lyin’”

“Then why are you on the ground.”

At this, Cassidy suddenly gagged unproductively towards the dirt, whimpering as the jolt of movement agitated his pounding head. 

Gene jumped back. He had no intention of getting vomited on by a man-child.

“Alright cowboy, that’s enough. We’re gettin’ you to the doctor. Can you stand?”

“‘Course I can..” Cassidy slurred, making absolutely no movement to get up.

Gene sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He’s such a fool.

He leaned down and grabbed Cassidy’s upper arm, hauling him to his unsteady feet.  Cassidy leaned heavily against Gene, head lolling towards his shoulder.

Gene maneuvered the outlaw onto Calliope, Scotch tethered behind. He ignored the confused stares of the other lawmen as he stepped up and sat behind Cassidy. He kept an arm wrapped around his middle to keep him from toppling off the horse all over again as they made their way into town.

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It was a few hours after the incident that Cassidy regained his lost memories. He sat up in his medical cot, gasping indignantly as he shot a pointed glare at Gene.

“It was you! You roped me off my damn horse!”

Gene said nothing. He simply sipped his tea and leaned back in his seat.

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[blorboindulgence]

Amnesia Was His Name - Lore Dump P1

Hello!!! I don't like writing for real so I made an excel sheet of events for this au. This takes place during chapter 3 with the despair disease motive. Maki, K1-B0, and Tenko are the first to get sick. Shuichi gets sick on the second day with forgetfulness disease. My notes are sorted by Days, investigation and trial, and post-trial. I don't have much for post-trial though. It's kind of long but nearly as long as a real fanfic. This is formatted as NOTES, don't expect regular writing. think of it as more of a guideline for a fic to be written.

Day 1

K1-B0, Tenko, and Maki are sick Gonta, Angie, and Shuichi watch over them K1-B0 has prankster disease, Tenko has cowardly disease, Maki has overbearing (child caretaker talent joke) disease K1-B0's fans are whirring to keep his body cool. He pranks everyone at the announcement, does the handshake zap to shuichi. Tenko is hiding behind Angie asking for her protection from the guys. Maki is worrying over everyone. Kaito is not helping out because he's worried of getting sick while already sick but he claims that it's because someone needs to guard maki's lab for her. Miu, tsumugi, and Himiko were not recently exposed and want to avoid getting sick. People think there's enough caretakers so they turn down Korekiyo's offer to help. Kokichi would never willingly be a caretaker lmao. Tenko is roomed with Maki because Tenko can be comforted by Maki now that she acting like a mother hen. K1-B0 is by himself being a huge hassle to deal with. Angie, Gonta, and Shuichi take turns watching over everyone. Shuichi is the first to not watch over everyone, as he is designated school investigator for labs. After that they rotate people, 1 per each room and 1 on break/gathering stuff.  The most that happens that day is K1-B0 being annoying while everyone figures out the plan for taking care of the sick.

Day 2

Shuichi gets sick Gonta, Korekiyo, Angie watch over them Shuichi has forgetfulness disease Shuichi wakes up extra early during his break, thinks he missed the breakfast alarm. He gets ready and feels awful but doesn't remember the motive. He leaves to go to the dining hall but forgets where he was heading. He remembers a question he wanted to ask Kirumi so he goes to her lab to look for her. He does not remember that she has died. He ends up passing out on one of the couches at her lab. Korekiyo plans to kill Angie and Tenko, he takes shuichi's place by saying he can help because he knows both modern and folk remedies as an anthropolgist. Due to limited space and caretakers, Shuichi is roomed with K1-B0. There is a LOT of shuichi being lied to by K1-B0 and ending up unsure if something did or did not happen. He's not as guilable as Gonta or K1-B0 when it comes to lies, but he ends up not knowing what to believe. Shuichi ends up finding Gonta to be the most comforting person to hang out with compared to Angie and Korekiyo. Gonta is the most patient with him and ends up being the only one who will answer his repeated questions. Gonta knows what it's like not being treated with patience or respect for asking the "wrong" questions.  Kokichi is the one who ends up coming across Shuichi by accident. Kokichi wanted to find masks and cleaning supplies to wipe down anything he grabbed, especially from the kitchen. He wakes up shuichi by poking him with the end of a broom, not wanting to touch him (he's wearing his scarf as a mask). "huh?! wuh?! Kokichi?!" "What are you doing over here? ditching the sick by hiding out in Kirumi's lab are you shuichi?" "What? no? What are you talking about? I just had a question for Kirumi is all."  "...right, what were you going to ask her anyways?" "I was... I um... hm... I don't remember... Why are you wearing your scarf like that?" "Well I grabbed some Fanta from the fridge but it turned out to be apple flavor and I'm hugely alleric to apples and broke out in hives, I'm just hiding it so you guys don't have to look at it! How kind of me!" "Don't you usually drink fanta though?" "I drink GRAPE fanta, shuichi! grape! you're forgetting the important details. Anyways quick question shuichi, do you remember what the new motive is?" "...motive?" ("shit, why did I have to be the one to stumble across amnesiac shuichi"). Kokichi tells shuichi to head back to the dorms, shuichi refuses because he's too tired to move. Kokichi leaves shuichi there and tells everyone at breakfast that he found shuichi that morning in kirumi's lab... but not until after waiting a few minute after everyone had already started freaking out about where he went. "Why didn't you just tell us right away!?" "Oh, I must have forgotten about it. You guys seemed to have had it pretty handled to me." eventually gonta carries shuichi back to the dorm. Korekiyo steals some knives from maki's lab while kaito was not on watch. He does during his break to get food and supplies for the sick. He also grabs sleeping pills, a rag, bleach, and rubbing alcohol from kirumi's lab hidden among common cold medicines and other cleaning supplies. He sets this up for night 3 to avoid suspicion of angie and tenko dying the same night he decided to help take care of the sick. Korekiyo's plan is to drug maki and tenko with the sleeping pills disolved in their water; chloroform angie when it's her turn to watch over them (and while the sick are drugged); and then cut angie and tenko's throats using a blade from maki's lab and framer her for the murder. Gonta's shift would come after angie's for him to discover maki alone with the bodies.

Part 2 Link

[schlushiii]

Who would’ve thought that one of two other people sent back to Hisui with you was the same one that caused you and your brother utter chaos on the battle subway!

[tinfoil-jones]

Gravity Falls: For Your Own Good, Ch. 7

Summary: A few years after moving to Gravity Falls and having his lab built, Stanford Pines happens upon his estranged twin brother, Stanley. He mentally prepared himself to be suffocated by his brothers neediness all over again - what he wasn't prepared for was Stanley walking right past him like he didn't even notice him.

Rating: M for language, violence, and adult implications

Preface: Dialogue only, but some actions will be annotated for clarity. Cross-Posted on AO3 Here

WARNING: TW/ the topic of suicide.

First - Prev - Next

CH.7

“You really need to tidy this place up, Stanford. I know you live by yourself, but that’s no excuse to have papers and books scattered around like a dust devil came through.”

“It’s organized chaos, Fiddleford. I know where everything is.”

“And this pile of unwashed laundry?”

“I’ll get to it. Washing clothes is a waste of time, and I’m a busy man.”

“Uh huh, and this pile of unopened letters on your counter? What are all of these, Stanford?”

“Several of our colleagues started sending me letters en masse.”

“And you didn’t open or read them?”

“I received so many at once, it must have been an invitation for a convention. I wasn't interested in attending one at the time. I’ll get to them eventually.”

“These are dated over a year-.”

“Eventually.”

“You’re stubborn as a mule. At least wash your dishes. You’ve been categorizing your notes for the past hour - what are you trying to do?”

“I’m trying to find the definitive event.”

“For Stan?”

“Yes. You said that something extremely traumatic caused the memory loss; if I can identify what event exactly caused this, maybe I can fix this. The problem is, however…”

“Is that you’ve handled the situation in the most extreme way you could think of?”

“No. That isn’t it- and that isn’t true.”

“Mhmmm.”

“The problem is there’s too much.”

“Too much?”

“Trauma. He’s offhandedly mentioned terrible things- even when I met him in town, he had three stab wounds and acted like it was no big deal. And the more we ask, the more we prod, there’s more. The ones we heard were just the ones he was comfortable enough to mention, there has to be worse things he will not or can not speak of. And that thought… scares me, Fiddleford. I knew he wasn’t doing fantastic, but it wasn’t… It wasn’t supposed to be this bad.”

“That’s not your fault Stanford - didn’t you say he left home? It is sad he was too stubborn to ask you or anyone else in your family for help, but I suppose you two have that in common yeah?”

“...”

“I’ll admit that might have been tactless of me- Stanford? What’s- Hey! Hey now, it’s okay! It’s okay- I’m here for you.”

“...Five.”

“What’re you whimpering into your hands, now?”

“Five times. He wrote me a list of people who have tried to kill him in the past. There were thirty names.”

“That’s terrible, but not entirely surprising from what he’s-.”

“He listed himself five times.”

(...)

“How could you be so selfish?”

“I’m a selfish guy, I dunno what you want me to say.”

“Why do you only ever think of yourself?”

“Can’t afford not to. It’s dog eat dog out there, you know.”

“Will you take this seriously?”

“Will you tell me what you’re upset about this time? I can’t read minds, and I’ve known you for four days! Throw me a bone here, PhD.”

“You tried to- to take your own life?”

“Yeah. A couple times. Never succeeded, but that’s the story of my life.”

“Why would you do that? Why would you try something like-”

“Okay I’ve had enough of your judgemental bullshit. I’ve been playing along with your ‘missing twin’ narrative, the least you could do is not fucking go there. I’m a homeless criminal on the run all the time. You tell me why you think I’d want to die sometimes.

Use that big fucking brain of yours for two seconds and think statistics - homeless people kill themselves more than ‘regular’ people, so do prisoners and convicts. You’re both? Oooh boy you’re in for a time. You have to fight to survive all of the time, and sometimes… sometimes you just get so tired, you want to stop fighting you… you just want a break from it all. You want it to just end.”

“Stanley…”

“...”

“...Talk to me. Please. I’m not trying to judge you, I just want to understand.”

"...Let's say I am this mystery twin-"

"You are."

"I'm being hypothetical here, listen. Let's say I am this mystery twin of yours. Specs was saying he didn't even know you had a twin."

"How did-."

"You pressed the mute button, not deafen; I could still hear you. Anyways, your best friend didn't know you had a twin. So to your own best friend you never mentioned 'me' over what, at least 4 years or however long it took you to get a degree? Or in the years that followed? Not even once?

If I'm your twin, I can't have been that important for you to do all of this. I screwed something up, and you don't want me in your life."

"..."

"I don’t know what you're trying to prove here- if you’re going through some guilt or pity or whatever. I'm just some drifter! I don’t have anything, and I don’t have anyone. You shouldn't be wasting your time like this. I'm not worth any of the time or effort you’ve put into this. Even if I was who you think I am. Because that guy? That guy fucked up so badly you didn't think about him for ten years. And I'm just as big of a fuck up."

"Is that... is that what you think about yourself?"

"Stanford, that's all that I know about myself."

*Ford abruptly opens the barred door and walks through the forcefield into the cell*

"Woah woah, I'm not looking for a fight-."

*Ford hugs him, Stan just stands there*

"I wish you called, reached out to me, I-. I wish I reached out."

“...He probably wishes he reached out, too.”

To be continued...

[uniquezombiedestiny]

I'd like to know why you are all alone while I'm lost at sea /

Maybe we'll be there when you want

[bmpmp3]

character designers when they need to design a mascot for a masculine vocal synthesizer: and i will put a mole. under his LEFT eye