#white bone amnesia au

[maleficore]

It always makes me feel so ehh when people use chosen!Durge when they strictly mean this bloodthirsty cruel person because be honest, what choice did they really have? Unless you play Durge as being incredibly suicidal and unhealthily self-sacrificing, telling Bhaal they will do his bidding is for the most part a survival choice. Durge as a character doesn't know Withers will just swoop in and bend the fabric of the universe to his will to save them, they have no idea that their refusal won't be the last thing they do. So it makes perfect sense for someone who is not necessarily an Evil person to go along simply because they're scared of dying (and being tortured in the Bhaal's domain forever), but both the game and a large portion of players refuse to acknowledge it.

Chosen Durge is always the baddie, a lost cause, and while that can well enough be true for some characters to me it's just.. boring? Unless you play/write them evil from start to finish, it really falls flat. Where are the blurry lines? Where's the moral complexity? Not everything is binary, but it feels like in Durge's case everyone from the characters in-universe to a lot of people engaging with the story only believe they can be one or the other. Completely different, changed person who would rather die than to endure Bhaal's hold on them or a monster so soaked through to the bone with Bhaal's taint, even amnesia wasn't enough to save them. That's what the "redeemed" and "chosen" shorthands look like to me. Even using [alignment]!Durge is better. Someone saying they made a redeemed!Durge tells me nothing. Yeah they let Bhaal kill them, great. What are they like, though.

Ezra could very well fall under the Chosen category, but he is SO far removed from what that means in the fandom, using it for him would be doing him a disservice. I refuse to simplify him that way, he has too many layers and is too complex as a character to put him in a box like that. Even alignment does a shoddy job at summarising him to me. People don't work like that. They're often self contradictory and don't think before they act. Okay his baseline is chaotic neutral, but sometimes he borders on evil and other times he's so incredibly selfless you could call him chaotic good even. Circumstance and emotions can affect people greatly!

It really just boils down to.. PLEASE try to get out of the black hole of Larian's rushed "Oh shit we need to put a bhaalspawn origin in this" black and white narrative and see just how many galaxies there are to explore. Don't constrain yourself to the story forks they established, you're just hurting your character writing in the long run and putting a big ass sign on them that pretty much makes them get lost in the sea of all the other "redeemed" and "chosen" Durges. They might make good descriptors if you're just crafting characters to play as, but I wish we dropped them entirely. It's not OC language, it's AU language for canon characters who already had all the work done on them by writers and that people at large know well enough to tell there's more to them than that. In here it doesn't work.

And I also consider it kind of TikTok lazy and uncreative to use, but that's just me.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Ok, but the bad thing about Amnesia Wukong in Slow Boiled is that he is very much still in his "I can take care of myself/Baby? What Baby" stage. We don't know when the event of Redson's sealing took place, so it is entirely possible he is still trying to hide the egg from everyone except Tang and Ao Lie. If so, he'll refuse to Dadsy try to help him. If it's after the white bone demon event and the egg is out for the Pilgrims, he would still be reluctant since he and Baije don't have a decent relationship yet. If it's after Macaque's death... well... it won't be anywhere near the same Wukong they know. This Wukong would be silent, mournful, and heartbroken... lifeless almost. His cockiness more a mask to hide the way Macaque's death affected him than real, and very, very brittle

referencing this post a litte.

Ooof, and its a little weird that Amnesiac!Wukong didn't comment on the lack of Ao Lie in the gang.

Going by his vibe in the episode, SWK likely "defaulted" to the time just before/during the Kingdom of Women arc (he didn't recognise Scorpion Queen) but his memory was jumping around the place - hence why he corrected there being *four* rings of Samadhi when Pigsy mentioned them.

In the Slow Boiled au; Amnesiac!Wukong is def at the "Baby? What baby? I'm just fat lol." to anyone other than Ao Lie or Tripitaka. This Wukong is confused and cautious with Pigsy's more careful/paternal side towards him, and wonders aloud if Zhu Bajie is just messing with him.

Once Tang is "rescued" (aka the gang gains 1+ party member with Scorpion Queen), Amnesiac!Wukong gets really solemn at the TEA.

Pigsy: "You ok, kid?" Amnesiac!Wukong, quietly: "I miss him." Pigsy: "Who?" Amnesiac!Wukong, eyes filled with tears: "Macaque. I miss him so much..." *buries face into knees* Pigsy: *realising that Wukong and Macaque were A Thing* "Oh... Him." (*a moment passes between them*) Pigsy: "You'll see him again soon. I promise. If not, I'll drag that punk straight out of Diyu myself." Amnesiac!Wukong, wiping his face: "That's... uncharacterisacally sweet of you, piglet... thanks." Pigsy: "No problem, kid."

Shortly after this interaction, Tang suggests putting Wukong back under astral projection so that he can "reboot" his mind. Wukong agrees only if the others meditate with him. Tang falls asleep when he joins in.

[clairaworlds]

Starling au. Starling au. Starling au

(Starlings or starborns are one of my uh species(?) They fit isat so starling au! I can elaborate if anyones curious)

Siffrin's wings are pure dark less on the outside and speckled black and white like stars on the inside, Sif has NO idea what a starling even is, he just dose stuff instinctively. Like hiding their face arround strangers or calling out in spark. They have NO idea he can shift, and no idea that he even has wings. Honestly their lucky their diurnal.

Loop is shift-stuck and has NO idea what to do about it. They prity much exclusively speak spark which means almost no one but Sif can understand them. Loops wings are bat-like (so they're nocturnal now, which kinda sucks for them, they're eepy) but the connective tissue is missing in places so it's p much just bones. They cannot shift their wings back into a cloak. Loop dosnt even know they still HAVE that cloak they think it's gone just like everything else.

Siffrin was a two star but will tear and become a torn 3 star by the end of isat, Loop is a torn 4 star and perpetually in recovery mode from putting themself though THAT much.

I think isat would take place fairly soon after fallen stars, the king was born a while before fallen stars but ya know, amnesia, and sif was born closer to the end of fallen stars or just after idk. Anyways the king is a natural 3 star but became a torn 4 star in order to freeze everyone in time. Good luck bringing four regular humanoids and a two star to fight that. The king DOSE try to speak spark to sif who can understand but cannot respond in it at first. Siffrin's "have you considered not fighting me" (rip bonnie) happens after he figures out spark and half the conversation occurs in spark. Which id imagen is immensely confusing to the rest of the party.

I need a better name for starspeak (I don't like stsrspeak, and spark kinds sucks as the name for it)

[spiritstar477]

I’m thinking of writing a fic where Sirius gets amnesia (unknown how as of yet) and such. Modern muggle au. I want it to be a pretty chill, happy story with probably not much plot just vibes.

Wolfstar as the main coupling.

These are my character descriptions for our marauders era peeps. Any ideas on any changes or additions to them?

See below the break ⬇️

Also, Sirius isn’t listed bc he doesn’t know who he is bc of the amnesia.

Remus: gay, five years old was attacked by Greyback and cut up, gets tremors on chronic pain now, uses a cane to walk, nerd (will read anything but mostly loves textbooks/educational books), lowkey autistic (you don’t know til you know), always spouting weird facts when he’s uncomfortable, obvi super pining for sirius

James: pansexual, dating Regulus, plays basketball, does one on one with Marlene and they gossip/vent about their day, works out all the time, super smart but a dumbass, actual sunshine with abandonment issues

Regulus: trans (formerly Lyra), bisexual, dating James, nerd (big into learning like remus, he and remus hang out to learn random shit together) plays badminton singles, autistic af, very quiet until he gets comfy then he never shuts up, likes legos (touch and you’ll die)

Peter: aroace, everyone’s bestie, chill and just living his best life, closest with Mary (both just chill but always judging everyone together)

Barty: gay af, dating Evan obvi, graffiti vandal/lowkey arsonist, besties with Pandora, intentionally does stereotypical ‘quiet kid’ stuff just to fuck with his peers, everyone’s afraid of him just how he likes,

Evan: asexual but will ruin Barty sexually (doesn’t get any sexual gratification but enjoys watching Barty squirm and have the best time), collects animal parts in jars and has a ‘bone room’, is that creepy kid, has definitely been to the psych ward before

Lily: lesbian, poly-ish, dating Mary and Pandora, huge chemistry nerd, in the debate club, very popular/friends with nearly everyone

Mary: bisexual, poly-ish, dating Lily and Pandora, very cottagecore, quiet vibes, besties with Peter, vegan/all about saving the planet (but not in a awful way), forgetful and always has a million alarms and reminders on her phone

Marlene: nonbinary they/them, so lesbian they never had to come out, obsessed with gf Dorcas, plays basketball, them and James often do one on one and vent, loves movies and will watch literally anything

Dorcas: lesbian, dating Marlene, most said words are probably “wtf Marlene”, party girl, cheerleader, legit hates men except Reggie but only because they were close before he transitioned and she’d miss him

Pandora: unknown sexuality (always just shrugs when asked), very manic pixie girl vibes, heavy on the manic, sometimes commits arson with bestie Barty, Evan’s unused dead things’ parts are made into fertilizer for her garden (which is impressive btw, mostly flowers but a hidden section of poisonous plants), always has something creepy or downright unsettling to say

Also…

-James is Indian

-Remus is technically white but he does not look it (and it always surprises people), and he’s conveniently unattractive bc I love ugly remus

-Pandora and Evan are black (with naturally white blond hair ofc) and Pandora has vitiligo

-Sirius and Regulus moved from France as children

-Mary is black

-Dorcas is black

It takes place in Canada bc I’m Canadian and I know fuck all about European anything and am too lazy to do research.

[durge-marzio]

5, 17, and 19 for those character asks?

5. How did you choose their name and why? Was it simply based on vibes or is there any specific meaning behind the name? Are the reasons behind their name different in- and out of universe?

I randomly generated it, tbh. It was the first time I did that without researching first, as I love names with heavy meanings. I needed a name, and I needed it quick (it took 3 days to install the game, so I was rather impatient). I think the name Marzio being "war-like/warring" is rather fitting though. Inner war of the self. Bhaalspawn tendencies to kill. His pure hatred of Ketheric, to him, feels like a battle for the most "warlike". There's also the meaning "dedicated to Mars", and Mars's color is blood red. Blood red fits both the blood of Bhaal and the blood of Ilmater, two gods he was raised by and worshiped. He wears a lot of red for being a big, blue boy. Personally, I also associate the letter M with blue (most of the time). Marzio is a very blue name, so he's very blue. I don't know how he got the name in game. He did name himself, since he was technically born with the name "The Dark Urge". So, either Gortash suggested it before his amnesia, or one of the companions started calling him that after deciding "The Dark Urge" was too dramatic and long, and Durge didn't have a good ring to it. Haven't decided yet. Oh! And I can't forget the nicknames: Marz, Marz Bars & Marzy

17. Are there any motifs or symbols associated with the character? How are they represented, in their design, personality or in some other way?

Oh, boy. Here we go!

Marzio's current design motif is "the graveyard" as a concept (inspired a little by the Graveyard Mod in Minecraft).

His horns are bones, his flesh resembles a corpse, his hair is white influenced by the "scared to death" eeriness factor, and he scars blue to resemble a lack of blood flow. The blue steaks in his hair are supposed to symbolize the "dead flesh brought back to life" through Bhaal's magic. Oh, and also just blue in general from soul flames & magic & such.

His tail is a reference to bone devils. In his Slayer form, it's even more prominent:

Bone devil tail, skeletal face, ribcage on full display. Over all, he's just a big, big skeleton Bhaalspawn. Skeleton motif, corpse symbolism.

He's even got bone tattoos on his left shoulder and both hips:

Bonus: in a cyberpunk au i'm making, he's got cybernetics that open like the bones in the arm!

19. What is your general favourite thing about the character? What is your least favourite?

omg you can't do this to me. what do i even say for this... i've played at least 600 hrs with this boy...

Off of the top of my head, whenever I think about Marzio, his eyes always come to mind <3

There's just something so mesmerizing about them. You look at this man, and you're looking into his eyes first. Either that or his butt length white & blue hair .

He is missing his right eye, torn out by Orin when she tried to kill him. Personally, the glass eye symbolizes his battle for morality—to keep fighting his nature as a Bhaalspawn. It's removed when he's no longer fighting. In alternate evil endings, he alters the glass eye to have a black sclera, going back to his full Bhaal's Chosen look before his amnesia. So yea... his eyes are probably my favorite part!

AS FOR LEAST FAVORITE

his god damned horns

warning for strong language (I swear a lot casually), but here's some messages I sent my friends while drawing his horns over the past year (ft. ancient marcio mention):

That was a long one! I think I said everything I wanted to! I hope!

DURGE ASKS

[existentialcrisistime]

Nic's AOS McKirk fic recs part 1:

longer (mostly 10k+ and/or multi-chapter), more plot-focused works

There are SO MANY excellent McKirk fics out there, and I'm only scratching the tip of the iceberg with these ones, but these are ten of my top favourites (you know, the sort of fics where you have to either yell in the group chat or stare into space for a bit afterwards, then think of it constantly for the following week?), so I hope some of the ones in here become your favourites too.

And remember, be kind, leave kudos/comments where you can, and enjoy!

In no particular order, we have:

jim kirk's guide to starship management: how to work with people you don't like by espressohno (E, 23k)

Jim has an anonymous hookup (read: the best sex of his life) with who else but the one and only Leonard McCoy, who's scheduled to start as the Enterprise's CMO the next day. Hijinks (emotions and miscommunication) ensue. A great exploration of Leonard and Jim's relationship, based around the question of: what if they met under slightly different circumstances?

unscrew the stars by espressohno (E, <10k)

Jim, lamenting his inability to pursue personal relationships due to being Captain of the Enterprise and under Starfleet's fraternisation rules, believes he's found a loophole that allows him to sleep with his CMO. Leonard, however, wants something more. Another one by espressohno, and honestly I'd recommend pretty much anything by this author.

Ask me again in the morning by @torsamors (G, 26k)

Time loop fic: Bones is stuck in a time loop. This fact upsets Jim every time he finds out, but Bones definitely isn't having a fun time either. An excellent getting-together fic told from the perspective of Jim outside the loop, with plenty of hurt and comfort.

One Little White Lie by laughter_now (M, 71k)

Jim lies about being married to Leonard after an accident which leads Leonard to losing his memory, which quickly spirals out of control. An incredible, emotional exploration of the fake marriage and amnesia tropes, becoming so much more than the sum of its tags. Another one for the fellow fans of Bones Having a Real Bad Time, with plenty of Jim angst in there too.

A Wish in the Dark (for a bulletproof heart) by drmcbones (T, 18k)

Without giving too much away: one close call too many for Jim has Leonard at the end of his tether. Somehow, a mysterious medical/magical ailment links the two of them together - how long can they keep it secret from even each other? I say this about every fic on the list, but this one is absolutely excellent - a really interesting plot I hadn't read much like before.

Catching Fire (The Firehouse AU) by kel_1970 (E, 46k)

21st Century fire department AU. Paramedic Leonard McCoy flees a disastrous break-up in Savannah and ends up working at a fire department in Iowa where he meets Jim Kirk. I know this one is on pretty much every McKirk rec list, but for good reason! A beautifully-written, emotional rollercoaster of a fic with rich settings and side characters. Will rip your heart out and stamp on it, then carefully piece it back together again. I read this one over a year ago and still I think of it on a regular basis, it hurts so good.

I Will Hold As Long As You Like by @excavatinglizard (T, 18k)

The Lighthouse fic. Set post-Into Darkness, Leonard takes Jim to a lighthouse to convalesce. Together they learn to weather the storm. A beautiful, emotional character study with rich settings that paint such a picture in the mind. Also comes with (beautiful) art and a playlist to really set the scene. Another one that I read over a year ago, as it was being published, and still think of on a regular basis.

Take a Bite of My Heart Tonight by EntreNous (T, 26k)

Vetenarian Bones AU. Jim Kirk and Leonard McCoy get off on the wrong foot as soon as they meet. So if Jim wants another shot with that gorgeous but grumpy veterinarian, he had better get his hands on some pets who need vet appointments, right? Such a fun, sweet, mostly fluffy fic of Jim getting up to some absolute (mostly unsuccessful) antics to win Leonard's heart

three sundays by espressohno

The fight club AU. Not Fight Club the film so much as a literal fight club: Leonard goes to fight club to get his anger out. Jim goes to fight club to get hurt. Leonard realizes this, and decides he doesn't want to hurt Jim anymore, but he doesn't want to stop seeing him, either. Plenty of hurt/comfort, and a whole lot of aftercare.

palimpsest by @fireinmywoods (E, 61k)

What can I say about this one that hasn't already been said? Such an incredible story, even if the final chapter did make me yell out loud the first time around (and I mean that in the most affectionate way). I've read this one twice now and got something completely different out of it each time - an enjoyable read the first time but even richer with hindsight, so cleverly constructed. As for the plot - the Enterprise is sent to negitiate readmission to the Federation with an isolationist religious group known as the Kindred. While there, Jim notices that some of the children seem to be gravely ill. The Kindred do not allow a doctor to be brought in, and so Jim... well, he improvises. + 9 (so far) further, shorter works to flesh out the whole Palimpsest verse, which I enjoyed just as much as the original story - especially aganorisis (E, 15k), which I guarantee you'll want to read right after. Can mostly be read out of order, but you gotta read Palimpsest first, I promise!

And that's it for now! Thank you for reading, please tell me which ones you enjoyed the most (or your own favourite longer/plotty McKirk fics), and keep your eyes peeled for part 2

[mastermasterlist1p1]

Stuff i like

Anyone has some good stories without the smut? I don't care about the fandom

Whump :

[tw choking, manhandling, captivity, stockholm syndrome, masochistic whumpee]

Vampire x human whumpee (A centuries old vampire takes in a mortal bloodbag as a gift from his maker. )

some Stockholm

what's best

giving information

Two Weeks of Whump Masterpost

The Scry Masterlist

Clove Masterlist

The Scry

🩸 Kane & Jim Masterlist🩸

Blood catalase

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old bones

The Promise

White moves first pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5

Bruises

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JJK :

defiance masterlist | king!sukuna x servant!reader by @yenayaps

moments in twilight (sukuna basically in love)

Yuuta x reader (basically yuuta is like a yandere but reader is okay with it, literally the best one I've read I LOVE IT)

Haunted (toji x reader)

synopsis in which satoru really needed to start reading the gc more often. solves a lot.

tell me about love (show me how) | gojo satoru

❝ 𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐌𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐘! ❞

❝ PROF. GETO'S CLASS IS SO HARD, BUT HE'S SO HOT!! ❞. Pt.2

AURORA BOREALIS GREEN

Bad Habit (hitman!tōji fushiguro x reader | 17k) (this THIS 😻😻😻)

Say yes to heaven (gojo)

Beat of my heart pt.2 (college au - drummer! gojo x psychology major! reader)

Shameless (king to be gojo x f! Servant)

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ! (Gojo)

Taking what's not yours (bully gojo) masterlist pt.1

Jjk fanfics

𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞!𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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Hero, villain and stuff :

Protective ( villain x villain stuff, Supervillain swoops in to help them out of their misery )

Hero x villain (hero has wings and she's basically a monster)

Some romantic hero x villain 😏

Hero x medic

Bodily Responses

"I love you."

Hero got amnesia

Mutually Assured Destruction (DAAMAMMMNNNNN EVERYONE NEEDS TO READ IT)

Hero has amnesia from an injury Villain caused. Guilty, Villain took them in until their memory returns

A Good Roommate Is Hard To Find pt.2 pt.3 pt.4

Kidnapped by the Boss pt.6

First meeting (dork villain and hero)

Sweet dreams : pt.1 pt.10

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Masterlists :

@treasuringizu masterlist

Watercolorfreckles masterlist

Masterlist of oddsconvert (whumpee stuff)

Masterlist of thepenultimatword

Jazz's Master List

Neptunsopening

arealphrooblem masterlist

im-a-wonderling's masterlist

treasuringizu's masterlist

maxrspeaks's masterlist

Pick your player

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Mixte1963 :

Joseph Descamps x Michel pt.2 pt.3 (it's on Ao3 ) A Mixte 1963/Voltaire High fanfiction about Michèle Magnan and Joseph Descamps

Joseph Descamps x reader

I don't know

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BNHA :

Deku × reader (ok so deku is a pro hero famous and stuff but he's lonely and needs a partner, meets reader and decides to date her but reader is a thief. I won't die peacefully unless there's a pt 2)

Katsuki x reader (divorced, it's Christmas)

He hadn't meant to fall in love. (Katsuki x reader)

Shigaraki being touched starved

Love like a ghost (shigaraki x reader)

Yandere Vampire!Shoto x Human!reader

Touya x reader

vitality : pt.1

Accidental Boyfriend (tomura x reader)

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Denji with a Codependent gf!

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Some stuff I didn't read yet

Hmm1

Hmm2

"creature of myth."

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Stuff I'm reading right now (not finished)

no rest for the wicked (mafia lord!sukuna x maid!reader) p.1

The arrangement pt.1

The devil's hour

https://www.tumblr.com/lemonlover1110/751955764778778625/%F0%9D%90%81%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%A7%F0%9D%90%9D%F0%9D%90%AC-%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%9F-%F0%9D%90%85%F0%9D%90%AB%F0%9D%90%AE%F0%9D%90%A2%F0%9D%90%AD%F0%9D%90%A2%F0%9D%90%A8%F0%9D%90%A7?source=share

[starsfic]

Now being tired and having never heard of this prompt before my silly brain thought you were somehow combining these au’s together. The aus in question are based on the immortal dragon Mei comic by @winterpower98, @vegalocity’s White Bone Amnesia AU, @purble-turble’s Dad Macaque idea, @animemoonprincess‘s Giggle Glow AU, @kai-keda Aladdin inspired animatic and the adorable Valentine’s Day drawing by @nonbinarybabies.

I was so hyped before I realized what it actually was lol, However I actually do think this concept would work!

I was going to type out a rough draft of what I think this au could be like but it gotten longer than I would feel comfortable with initially sending you. I doubt I would do this au on my own since I am not full confident in my writing skills, but I would be happy to share it with you, to see if you think it any good?

Ps you don’t have to reply to this, just wanted to let you know what you have unintentionally inspired lol.

I would more than love to see anything my writing inspired! I just love seeing people be creative!

[meteormind]

⟢ ✦ Masterpost ✦ ⟣

I'm Rel. I write bkdk stuff.

ao3: meteormind

discord handle: relkion

discord server: citadelic

Because people terrify me, I'm prone to skulking and lurking. If I don't answer, I either don't know how to respond or I'm tired. I also crave comments because I'm starved for validation and my self-esteem is low. I'm a funny little creature, don't worry about it.

✦ Key

🌱 : ideating

🪴 : outlining

🌳 : writing

🌸 : finished

🍄 : hiatus

✦ Longfics (bkdk)

🌳 Midoriya-sensei - smutty crack-dusted series

🌸 Thesis

🌳Anti-thesis

🪴Untitled for now

🌳 Remontant - hanahaki bang, cyberpunk, amnesia

🌳 Fetch - bkdk big bang, middle school, isekai, enemies to lovers

🌳 Gold and Gleam - fairy tale bang

🪴 Havoc-sent - choose your own adventure madness

🪴 F(r)iction - cracky fanfiction madness

🪴 Plus Fucking Ultra - kacchan worldhopping fic

🍄 Days After - low tension post-war, reworking to include some canon stuff now that manga has wrapped

🍄 Breaker - bkdk vs a cursed city, spinning my unloved baby round and round

🍄 Game Changer - gamer quirk izuku, angsty with a happy ending canon-rewrite, my first fic, I think about this all the time. I WILL PICK THIS UP AGAIN.

🍄 Beholder - skye collab, vampire quirk, I haven't forgotten you

🍄 Momentum - martial artist kacchan x violinist izuku

🌸 Momentum - ballroom dancing au

🌱 Velocity - figure skating add-on

🌸 white space - post-war getting together chatfic

🍄 Soft, Dyed, Merciless - pistol shrimp kacchan x dumbo octopus deku mer au series

🌸 to the Touch

🌸 to the Bone

🪴 to the End

🌱 Reverse - dragon kacchan and dryad deku

✦ Oneshots (bkdk)

🪴 Dulce Duel - ice cream parlor AU, highschool rivals + sweet summer gig

🪴 Encoded - zay's word quirk accident idea

🪴 Perfect - autistic bkdk

🪴 Hymn - vigilante deku whump

🪴 10-14-25 - jungle kacchan whump

🪴 Adamant - kiri POV days after au

🪴 Couture Clash - model!izuku x fashionDesigner!kacchan + kiritodo

🌱 Armed (Reprise) - amputees bkdk

🌱 EXP-LODE - middle school blind online dating au with a side of minecraft

🌸 First - kacchan whump

🌸 Peace Lily - MCD with dead deku and grieving kacchan

🪴 Vault - MCD x 2. i don't have the strength or mental health to write this lmao

🪴 Atomy - MCD with dead kacchan (this one either)

✦ Crack! One-shots (bkdk)

🌸 Girded! - deku gets a big dic fic

🌸 Cleaved! - literal bkdk quirk accident

🌸 Armed! - spider kacchan x arachnaphobic deku

🪴Triggered! - asmrtist kacchan x insomniac deku

🌱 Flipped! - house flipper deku x contractor kacchan

🪴 Walled! - deku gets stuck in a wall (no sexy time)

🪴 Pumped! - fuck or die (also no sexy time)

🌸 Hooked! - crochet fic

✦ Other (than bkdk)

🌱 About Love - Togachako

🌱 Signal Fire - canon divergent Dabi kidnaps Shouto

🪴 Tie-breaker - Inasaroki

[kittythelitter]

Witnessed - an Amnesia+Witness Protection AU - pre-Steddie

Eddie finds himself coming to slowly, in a way reminiscent of waking up still a little baked and already hungover. He's kind of aware but also dazed and drowsy. His head is pounding and his mouth feels and tastes terrible. He's slowly becoming aware of a steady beep which calls him back to sitting at his mother's bedside in the hospital all those years ago.

As he becomes more aware of it the beep starts to increase in tempo and noise until it's indistinguishable from that terrible alarm clock his dad had insisted Eddie use to get to elementary school on time, because he couldn't be bothered to get up with Eddie.

Eddie tries to reach out to stop it but finds he can't lift his arm or sit up because he's tangled up in his sheets or something.

This is alarming enough that Eddie finally pries his eyes open, and isn't that a task. Not only is whatever he took or drank or did last night making his eyelids incredibly heavy, but his eyes had like. Three weeks' worth of crust sealing them. As the brightness fades and the room swims into focus Eddie spots a small swarm of nurses rushing towards where he is lying and surrounding what he now sees is in fact a hospital bed.

The room appears to be the unholy love child of some kind of jankey old corporate building and a hospital. The nurses are dressed way more neatly and in much nicer clothes than any nurse he's seen at the clinic where dumb kids in Hawkins get their stomachs pumped. (It's also the clinic he's gone to for every broken bone or vaccination needed for school as a child.)

Once Eddie is fully aware, one of the nurses seems to realize he's awake and rushes out of the room. Someone helps him sit up and pulls a tube out of his throat and another out of his nose. The ones going into his arms and all the wires stay but he can now sip at the straw someone holds to his mouth and chase the feeling in his mouth away with cool water. He still can't move his arms or legs. He's still strapped to the bed; it's just that now he and the bed are sitting up.

Did he get arrested? Do they strap down drug dealers who are coming off a bad high in the hospital? When they took Reefer Rick they'd just handcuffed one of his wrists to the bed. But Reefer Rick had been at the clinic in Hawkins not whatever weird corporate government hospital Eddie is in.

A man who was not particularly portly but had a gentle sort of roundness about him in a sweater under a blazer strides into the room and everyone seems to come to attention around him.

"Mr Munson!" The man exclaimes, "We're so relieved to see that you're awake. You gave us quite the scare!"

Eddie stares at the man and trieds to respond. All that came out was a croak. One of the nurses brings the straw back towards his mouth. As he sips and tries to clear his throat the man continues.

"I'm Dr. Owens, my colleagues and I have been taking care of you while you recover. I don't know if you recognize me, Eddie, but we've spoken a few times you were quite disoriented at the time and seemed to be experiencing some memory loss. I hate to keep asking this right when you wake up but, what's the last thing you remember?"

Eddie croaks again but manages to push past that to ask. "Where am I? Do I need a lawyer? Does my uncle know where I am?"

The man's face falls and he seems to chew on the questions for a moment. "You're at a specialty hospital in Washington DC. You don't need a lawyer. You're not in any trouble. In fact can someone please take those straps off? He hasn't had the convulsions in a while and he certainly won't have them now that he's awake." The nurses immediately start unbuckling the white rubbery straps keeping Eddie in place. "As for your uncle- well. Eddie, what do you remember? There might be a lot you need to be caught up on."

"Wayne and I can't afford a trip to DC let alone a specialty hospital. Let me talk to him. I get a phone call right?" He'd leap out of bed if someone hadn't filled his limbs with lead.

"Eddie please calm down. I understand that this is stressful. Don't worry about the cost; this is all on the government's dime. If you can tell me what you remember I can go over all that happened but I need to know how far back to start."

Eddie didn't understand but maybe he just. Didn't remember. Anything.

"I don't remember anything that would result in me being in a government hospital in DC."

"Okay. Do you remember the date? Of whatever you remember most recently?"

"It was uhhhh." Eddie tries to remember what he was doing before waking up in the hospital. "It was the last day before spring break so Friday, March 14th. Henderson said it was Pi day and I asked why he hadn't brought any in, and he told me in his snarky little way that it was the mathematical pi."

"Okay. What's the last thing you remember that day?"

"I was. I was. Leaving Hellfire, the DND club at my highschool, the little bastards had pulled a spectacular victory out of nowhere and defeated my big boss. And uh. Then I had plans for. Uh."

"A drug deal?" Eddie fought back a finch.

"No! Uh I-"

"It's fine Eddie, you're not in trouble for that. Compared to the rest of what happened giving a cheerleader some weed is the least of the government's concerns."

Was this the world's weirdest sting?

"We don't have any sure information on what happened that night but the current theory is that you gave Christina Cunningham a ride from Hawkins High to your residence in order to perform some kind of transaction. Initially we thought you were selling her marijuana, but information we have indicates that you normally did those deals at school, which means we've basically had to speculate why you brought her home. Any information you can give us. Anything you can remember from that night, will help us. And hopefully you, figure out everything that happened. "

Eddie stares. "What the fuck man! I don't- Is this an elaborate setup? If you don't know why don't you ask Chrissy?"

The man winces. "Unfortunately Miss Cunningham was killed that night."

"What the fuck. What the fuck. Is this some kind of sick joke?"

"Regrettably not." Dr Owens gestures and one of the nurses hands him a file. He flips though it and pulls out a photo. Chrissy Cunningham with her eyes gone and her whole body twisted and snapped. In Eddie's fucking trailer.

"Holy shit. Holy shit. What the fuck happened."

"Well we're hoping you can help us clarify the details but we have a rough idea. I assume, based on your reaction that you don't remember witnessing this."

"I -what? No she was gonna come home with me. The game ended and I think she got in my van but after that is somewhere between fuzzy and totally gone. I was at. A friend's boathouse I think? And I was terrified. I remember being terrified. Flickering lights. Pain. " Eddie wheezes and realizes his face is wet and a panic attack is rolling in.

"Okay! Don't strain yourself. You did great." Dr Owens rambling fades into the background and someone fits an oxygen mask onto his face.

"I'm sorry Eddie. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just trying to piece together what we don't know. I'll tell you what we do know happened, and we can go from there. You mentioned Hellfire. Are you aware that there's some that believe that dungeons and dragons promotes satanism?"

"Yes?"

"Well. A small group of religious zealots in your town took that idea too far. Do you remember the chemical leaks a few years back? "

Eddie nods slowly.

"Well a slow chemical poisoning of a few people with the right beliefs and dispositions over the course of a year led to the formation of a cult led by Jason Carver, who genuinely believed that you were some kind of demon infiltrating their town. We are not entirely sure why, but he and his followers abducted you and Chrissy Cunningham that night and brutally and ritualistically killed Chrissy and two other students of Hawkins high. It's our belief that they chose people who who had been formerly 'innocent' before, in their eyes you 'corrupted' them. People in their in group who they found out bought drugs from you.

Chrissy was probably just convenient. She was dating Jason. So believed to be good or innocent, part of their group, but she was at your trailer when they abducted you. From what we heard you were drugged and made to watch the murders. They had you for about two days before you managed to escape. Once you were free your friends in Hellfire found you but before you could go to the police, Jason managed to pin the murders on you, and because of the chemicals in the water supply, the town was incredibly susceptible, and some were even hallucinating. He managed to convince all but the Hellfire Club that you were guilty. At some point they found you again and you and the Hellfire Club managed to fight off the angry mob long enough that our guys, who had been alerted to something strange happening in your town, were able to rescue you. But not before there were some casualties. Your uncle, and several Hellfire Club members among them.

Unfortunately, other than Jason, you were subjected to the most contamination, while being drugged by the cult, and it has affected your memory as well as your immune system. For that reason you will need to stay in this facility for a while yet. The town is also still recovering from the affects of the leak and as a result we fear for your safety should you go back to that town. Most people believed you died in the mob's attack and we believe it is in your best interest that it stays that way.

As recompense for the loss and trauma you experienced, the government will continue keeping you here, no cost, until you're fully recovered, at which time you will be given a new identity and whatever you need to get back on your feet and start a new life somewhere you've never been attacked by a mob. We'd offer to let you bring or otherwise stay in touch with your family and friends but your uncle, along with the other members of Hellfire your age didn't survive the mob. If there's anyone else you're very close to. Who you'd trust with your life. We can find a way to get you in touch with them. But they'd have to sign NDAs and you might be putting them at risk if there's any cult members still out there after all this. "

The thing is. There weren't. Everyone Eddie loved was dead, and his hometown was out for his blood. His only real option was to go with what the government said to do.

- - -

Except. That was almost all a lie. Which he didn't find out until many years later, when he and some of his friends were in Boston.

MJ and Spike had a show at a place called the Rat and were staying at a friend's grandma's townhouse in Somerville for a whole week for free. There was plenty of space so anyone who could get the week off was welcome in the townhouse and in the piece of shit van to ride up there, so long as they brought their own snacks and grass, gas, or ass. (the only one who brought any kind of "ass" was MJ's girlfriend, Tara, the other clingers-on needed to bring some kind of green). The trip ended up being Eddie, MJ, Spike, Tara, Lillian, Ronnie and Kit.

MJ and Spike were performing Tuesday and Thursday, so the rest of the week the group could do whatever. Mainly play boardgames, get stoned, and listen to music. They were all a little past their days of partying every night, and would rather save their money to spend it on better food. That being said, Friday, the last night they were in town, the girls talked the rest of them into going to this bar that they'd heard gay things about. So the group spent Friday night at Machine, a nearby primarily lesbian bar.

The first round had been brought to their group by Tara who wanted to celebrate her girlfriend's amazing shows, but after that the couple, and the rest of the sapphics, split off, and the remaining two went outside to smoke.

They stood in the alleyway passing the spliff back and forth, when the door banged open and someone dressed like they got dressed to Rocky Horror while pulling exclusively from a men's workwear store stumbled into the alley, hurling into the gutter.

As they straightened, palms braced against the rough brick of the alleyway, Eddie was able to read the sash hap-hazardly pinned to their outermost layer. "Future Groom," it had presumably read before someone had crossed out the word "Groom" and written "Bride" over it. Someone else had written "I could be a groom if I wanted to! Don't be sexist!"

Eddie pulled his eyes away from the sash and up to the face. The person looked vaguely familiar, but what really threw Eddie off was the vast range of emotions that flashed over their face as they drank in Eddie's face with their rapidly filling eyes.

They stumbled, hand outstretched towards Eddie's face. Before he could react the door once again slammed open and a voice announced, "There you are Robbie! I was looking all over for you. Your soon-to-be wife would like a dance." A tall broad figure, only focused on Robbie strode out into the alley. They had an undercut under what should've a gross messy sweaty bun, but it looked stupidly fabulous. Their toned back was exposed by their golden glittery fishnet mesh shirt, tucked into tight black leather pants.

Robbie glanced between their face and Eddie's still in some kind of shock. "Stevie, I think somebody slipped me something."

'Stevie' gripped Robbies face in their hands. "What's going on? Spins? Colors? Drowsiness? Full on Starcourt?"

"I- I'm seeing Eddie!" Tears spilled out of Robbies eyes and Stevie pulled them close.

Eddie stood, frozen with shock and fear as he heard a name he hadn't been called in almost a decade. He realized why Robbie looked familiar. Robin Buckley, and probable fellow friend of Dorothy, band geek in the Hawkins fucking High Class of '86. She probably thought she was seeing a cult leader and serial killer that tormented her senior year of High School. She was probably fucking terrified. He hoped, as his brain started kicking into action, that whoever she was with was not someone who would recognize this, and she'd think it was a drug fueled nightmare tomorrow.

Eddie's luck did not decide to grant him his wish, as fucking King Steve fucking Harrington, in a gold fishnet mesh shirt of all things, turned around to look at Eddie.

Eddie expected a punch to the face. To be killed, or maybe arrested. He did not expect for King Steve fucking Harrington's eyes to also fill with tears and something almost like desperate hope and love. Harrington, like Buckley, reached out towards Eddie, but he succeeded in touching Eddie's face. So reverently. So gently.

"What the fuck?" Harrington breathed, his voice choked up with some kind of emotion. "Eddie?"

If Eddie's logical brain were in control, he might've used his self-preservation skills to try to gaslight these two drunk people into forgetting they saw the supposedly dead cult-leader and serial-killer from their highschool.

It was not.

Instead of all the things it could've been, what came out of his mouth was, "King Steve knows my name?"

He's not sure why that's what did it, but, in what might've been the most surprising turn of events Eddie could remember, he suddenly had his arms full of two sobbing near-strangers, who were clinging to him like they were afraid he'd disappear.

***

I'm thinking this would be like 1995 which means gay marriage wouldn't be legalized in Massachusetts for another 9 years but. Robin and her fiancee don't know if/when it would be legalized so they're doing a not-legal with friends as witnesses wedding.

In my mind most of the party ends up based around Boston. Robin went to BU class of '91 (gap year because Trauma) to study languages and play trumpet in the BU band. She chose so she could get away from Hawkins while also having someone who Understood nearby in case of a Code Red. (Nancy at Emerson. Maybe Nancy's her fiancee if you like that!)

Steve, of course, followed Robin and they lived together in Allston for a while. Dustin went to MIT class of '93. Erica is at Harvard class of '97. I'll make a separate post about all my thoughts but. For this. They're in Boston. It's 1995. Steve, Robin and Nancy all live in/near Boston. Eddie lives in Chelsea, NYC. I don't know New York as well as Boston.

[cryptidcalling]

Some Cosmo traits for universes where he's not mushroomed! Some of these also apply to his canon fungal self. TW: Descriptions of bad sleep and eating habits, physical and mental health issues, dead animals (taxidermy), and emotional manipulation

-Cosmo has a hard time holding conversations that hold no purpose. By that I mean that when he needs to get something done, like ask questions for information, he can do that. But casual talking is hard for him and takes a lot of effort. He has to remind himself to ask questions about the other person, make eye contact, and correct his tone to sound interested. He has a hard time with it, and a lot of the time it'll seem like he doesn't care or isn't paying attention because he'll answer in a flat tone, only give one or two word answers, or respond by talking about himself. Because of this, he enjoys spending time with people who will either do all the talking or who like to sit in comfortable silence. -He's very thin and struggles with eating properly. He doesn't feel hungry very often at all, and will frequently go whole days without eating because he was focusing on something else and just completely forgot to eat. He also dislikes the texture of most foods, especially the feeling of chewing and swallowing food. So he also struggles with nutrition because there's only a few foods he doesn't actively dislike eating. -He struggles with sleep as well. Usually he'll wake up every couple of hours, and it takes him a long time to drift off again. On rarer occasions, the opposite will happen, where he'll fall asleep and stay asleep for a very long time, sometimes for nearly a full day, and he'll still feel tired when he wakes up. Because of this Cosmo usually will just nap throughout the day rather than trying to sleep specifically at night. -Unlike in canon Cosmo does not have amnesia in most AUs, but his health struggles do cause frequent confusion, especially about time. Erratic sleep habits paired with a tendency to fixate on tasks and eating when he remembers too rather than at appropriate meal times can make it hard for him to keep track of time and days. Things tend to blur together. -He enjoys learning about and collecting insects. Dragonflies are his favorites, but he likes all kinds of bugs and has taught himself how to taxidermize, pin, and otherwise preserve them. He'd like to keep and raise insects but he doesn't because his housemates usually don't like him to, and they often tell him that he wouldn't be able to take care of them well enough. After all, he can't even take care of himself, and that's why he has to live with them, they take good care of him because they're his friends. -Cosmo also enjoys collecting bones and learning about archaeology, which his housemates indulge much more. They allow him to collect and clean dead animals and bones that he's found in the woods. Cosmo especially enjoys finding whole animals, because he can reassemble the bones like a puzzle. He sells many of these, along with pinned insects, and makes a decent amount of money. Not enough to live off of, and most of his money goes to his housemates for living expenses, but enough that he can occasionally treat himself to a rare specimen, a new thick book about history or insects, or a big jigsaw puzzle. -Of course, Cosmo loves puzzles too. He's not impressively good at them or anything, he just enjoys the process of putting the pieces together and creating the picture. Sometimes his housemates sit and help a bit. He always likes it when they do. -Human Cosmo has vitiligo, which has caused symmetrical depigmented patches on his skin and has caused big locks of his hair to turn white. The vitiligo also causes him to have some light sensitivity, so he usually prefers to keep rooms a bit darker. He likes soft yellow light rather than harsh white light.

[unovanhunny]

Honestly just the softness of Ingo returning to the future and Emmet taking care of him. Tho maybe also some fun dramaaa. Especially if Ingos memory hasnt come back yet and doesnt recall the *intimacy* of their previous relationship. Emmets too scared to make a move on the amnesiac ingo, while Ingo is incredibly attracted to Emmet but is disgusted by his own, presumed, one sided attraction. Especially as Emmet is taking such gentle care of him.

I got an au for this!!!!! Pathetic Wet Beasts AU. A very fitting name LOL Emmet has been an absolute wreck while Ingo's been gone. He's sleep deprived, malnourished, overworked, moments from a mental break. He was suspected for a while of having had something to do with Ingo's disappearance. When stressed, Emmet fidgets with things until they Break or picks at the skin of his hands. He's had an extremely rough time of it.

He finds Ingo one day, accidentally, just hears about an older man loitering around the station at night. Is he homeless? Does he need assistance? Emmet was there late anyway, he'll check it out. And he finds Ingo. Ingo who Doesn't know Emmet, but knows he was who he was looking for. It's a slow and arduous journey ahead.

Ingo's amnesia is the kind that can be reversed. Maybe some things will be lost forever, but he can gain many of them back. It's a lot of rest, a lot of medication. And medication for the various pains he's accumulated, untreatable in Hisui, but manageable in Unova. Ingo should not be living with his pain at a 7 at all times. He forgot what it was to not be in pain. A slow and steady progress to get him right again.

Emmet loves Ingo so much he is his willing nursemaid, ensuring he takes his medicines, helping him with physical therapy, making his transition back to life in Nimbasa as smooth as possible. And his heart aches. He Loves Ingo so deeply and every day he has to tell himself he can't just Kiss Ingo on the lips because they look kissable. He shouldn't be putting undue stress on a man who needs to Heal. Shouldn't be wishing for his first memories back to be about the love they shared. He shouldn't be selfish.

Ingo loves Emmet. His man in white, the vague memories being his lifeline he clung to while in a dangerous and foreign land. He had to get back to the Man in White, that was the truest thing on his heart. He sees how time has worn Emmet out, how despite his smile and his care, he is tired deep in his bones and deep in his heart. He wants to help, he wants to make the pain of being alone Leave. He wants to remember their lives together, he wants to know their daily routines and see just how their lives intertwined. He wants their lives entwined again. He wants their Bodies entwined as well. It's a jarring feeling and one he is disgusted with himself for. There is no denying the attraction he feels, but Emmet deserves better than to have his needy older brother have such thoughts about him. Emmet is wonderful. Ingo feels it down to his core that he wants to be the one who makes him Happy.

Its a process, but they'll get there. Healing each other through care and gentleness until they can be of one mind and heart again.

[vegalocity]

Spicynoodle Week gave a great Day 4 option because i love having an excuse to remind you guys that the White Bone Amnesia AU exists.... and is currently under construction because S3 put a very interesting bump in the plans for it lmao

(I borrowed @purble-turble's Red Boy design because it's just so cute, so these aren't really the official AU kiddo designs lmao)

[whltlock]

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Pairing: Jason Todd/AFAB!NB Reader, Minor Wally West/Reader

Summary: Some of Jason's memories return. You're included in them.

Tags: vague soulmates au, jason has temporary amnesia, Jason/Reader Endgame, Fluff and Angst, post-resurrection, Sexual Content, Happy Ending, Past Relationship.

WC: 1,818

After a tough night, you traipse into the kitchen and greet your guest with a tired, “Morning.”

Jason snaps out of his daze and meekly offers, “Hi.”

He’s taken a seat at the counter, but he still wears the blanket like a cape. He’s cute. You have to refrain from saying it aloud.

“Want some coffee?” you ask. You hold back an endearing nickname. It’s strange to want to fall back into routine with him.

“Sure.”

You busy yourself with the request, and Jason stares at your back. Although he wants to melt into your embrace, the yearning isn’t so strong this morning. He assumes it’s because he has you within arm’s reach. He watches how you move with practised ease. It’s a comfort that you’re unbothered by his presence; it means you feel safe with him. At least, the old him. He’s not sure that Jason exists anymore.

Soon enough, you present him with a mug. He takes it and tries to smile gratefully. It’s more of a grimace. You don’t mind.

“I have to work today, but you can stick around,” you tell him over the top of your coffee.

Jason stiffens. He doesn’t want to be without you. Makes the confusion rage within him. He doesn’t voice it.

“I can grab you something after if you’d like. Matcha? Pastries?”

He must like them, he thinks. You know best in this situation, so he nods.

You smile like he’s said something funny. “Which one?”

Whichever brings you back to me the quickest.

“Matcha,” he decides. “Thank you.”

God, he wants to ask what your name is, but it feels like a betrayal to you both.

“S’okay, Jason.” You leave your cup in the sink and pause at his side. Ever so slowly, your hand catches his shoulder. He observes, blank-faced. You sigh at how long his curls have grown in captivity. You wonder how the bone-white streak got there.

“What?” he asks, worried you’re upset with him.

“Nothing, I…” Your knuckles rise but stop mid-air. He looks at them, then at your face. Cautiously, he leans in to meet them. He lets you skim his jaw because of how it softens your expression.

He’s warm from being wrapped up in the blanket all night. His stubble is coarse. You’ve never seen him with so much hair. “I missed you, s’all,” you murmur, gentle as you continue to caress him.

He can’t do much but let you savour the moment. The idea of anyone else touching him is horrifying, but you—you’re okay. It’s the one thing he does know.

You give him a final pet before your hand drops. “Sorry,” you say sheepishly. Jason’s a stranger in your life now, so you need to respect his boundaries. “I’ll see you later.”

Jason watches the hook latch onto you and tracks the line as it unreels.

Jason soon discovers that the method to make matcha is embedded in his muscle memory.

Once you realise, you let him do it for himself. He’s shy to ask for most things. You can only hope to draw him from his shell as time goes on.

He doesn’t talk much about his death, nor does he often ask questions. You suppose it’s a lot to deal with at once, so you don’t think it's too strange.

He only eats when you’re around, and he doesn’t eat a whole lot when he does. You have to coax him to take a few extra bites with every meal. He’d previously mumbled something about ‘not having much of an appetite these days.’ It makes your blood boil knowing he was starved so badly before his demise.

Jason only naps. He finds it hard to do so when it’s quiet, and equally hard when it’s noisy. There’s no safe time when the nightmares won’t creep in, so he avoids it for the most part. You scold him for it. He’s running out of ways to distract you. There’s only so many times he can use ‘I remembered something’ before you strangle him. Especially when it’s just bullshit like a street name.

You ask him to stay each night so he knows he’s welcome. Apprehensively, he does. He has nowhere else to go without tipping off his family, and he can’t wander far without heartache. So, he stays and he broods and he waits for a miracle.

You tread through the apartment hall towards your bedroom, although you stop when you spot Jason in front of your bookcase. He stares at the photo frames there, eyes scoping out each person. He finds Dick first.

“West,” he says next.

Your mouth pulls up. “You recognise him?”

Jason nods. He picks him out of the line up. He also notices how Wally leans into you, cosier compared to the rest of the group. He’s yet again left to wonder how long he’s been gone.

“Anyone else?” you ask.

“Troy.” And he keeps going because each name he recites lessens the tension in your shoulders.

Cheekily, you point yourself out. “Who’s that?”

Jason sighs overdramatically. “The devil in disguise.”

You elbow him despite how it amuses you. He smiles at you shyly.

“You could just tell me, you know,” he says.

Your smile turns coyer. “Where’s the fun in that?”

He rolls his eyes, but still, he promises, “It’ll come to me.”

You sleep on the floor at the foot of the couch when Jason needs to rest. It’s the only way he’ll relax enough to doze off, so you don’t mind. It’s nice to watch him slip into peacefulness. It’s nicer to sleep near him again, even if you’re not tangled in each other’s arms. There’s a sense of safety in it despite how you’re now the one who watches over him relentlessly.

You’re semi-conscious in that strange state before proper sleep; the one where you can hear your own thoughts as well as the ongoings of the outside world. Your head lolls backwards against the cushions and Jason’s blanket. His scent envelopes you and you nuzzle into it. However, you’re jolted from your stupor by a foot to the head. “Ow,” you grouse as you rub the spot.

It’s another beat before you become aware of someone hyperventilating. You jerk upwards and clamber onto the couch without another thought. You slot yourself into the sliver of space that’s left. “Hey, I’m here,” you say, hands landing on his knees. Jason writhes under the touch. “I got you. You’re safe, I promise.”

His eyes are glassy as they frantically scan the room. “I—” He chokes on whatever he tries to get out.

“It’s okay, Jason. I got you, alright?” you whisper, hoping to soothe him.

He looks at you and his expression breaks your heart. There’s snot and sweat and tears streaming down his face. His chest heaves with every breath. You rub his leg. “Breathe,” you say quietly. “In, one, two, three; out, one, two, three, remember?”

He nods half-heartedly as he tries to mimic the routine.

You lean across him to grab a tissue from the coffee table. But unexpectedly, when you return to your haunches, his body crashes into yours. You feel his small sobs shudder against your shoulder. Your head drops against his. “I got you, don’t worry,” you say as you wrap an arm around him. You murmur it into his hair like an incantation.

“The last thing before—” he cries. “My mom.” The words crack. He becomes a broken music box of repetition: my mom, my mom, my mom.

You don’t know how to comfort him. Sheila died with him, but you don’t think she’s been resurrected too.

He answers for you. “I tried to save her,” he babbles. “I tried, I did—”

“Jason,” you say firmly, “there’s not a single part of me that doubts that. You did everything you could. You died protecting her.”

He bleats, “Could’ve done more—”

“Don’t you dare say that.” You breathe in deeply, trying not to shake. He gave his all to his mom. He lost it all for her. “You gave her every opportunity to choose different.” You exhale, stroke his hair. “She chose wrong.”

At that, he quietens; snuggles closer to listen to your heartbeat. To convince himself you’re right.

The miracle arrives two days later.

He slinks behind you while you potter about the stove. You toss ingredients together in a frying pan. It smells good, but he thinks his news is worth burning the food for.

“I remembered something.”

You laugh without turning around. “Damn it, Jason, I’m making this for you—”

“Your name,” he says, and he slips closer. It’s like now that he has the key, he’s being called to the lock. The puzzle of his mind and his life can be solved with these secrets, surely.

You freeze where you are. He sees the muscles in your throat work to contain your feelings. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.”

It catches you off guard when his forehead dips and lays against your shoulder blade. The breath from his nostrils makes you shiver. The moment is intense and overwhelming as you wait for him to speak.

And then he says your name. He says it a few times, in actuality. Forces it to sink into your skin. Uses his nose to burrow it thoroughly.

If this is his home, then relearning your name just means he’s opened a window to let a fresh breeze in—air out the dust.

The words wobble as you ask, “You know me?”

“There’s gaps,” he muffles against your back, “but I know you.” He says your name again for good measure so you believe it’s true.

You turn in a flurry and throw your arms around him. He’s crushed into the hug and he welcomes the way your chest racks against his.

You shouldn’t be trying to recreate Niagara Falls, but the floodgates have cracked. Your sobs are damn near hysterical, but Jason just holds you as he lets his own tears escape.

For some reason, it hurts as much as the day you lost him, even though he’s right there. Maybe it’s the missing time. Maybe it’s just the utter tragedy of it.

Some people get a second chance. No one gets one like this.

Jason sinks into the crook of your neck and revels in your warmth and love. It’s been too long since he felt anything but the cold earth. “You kicked my ass when we first met,” he says against your throat. “It was damn sexy.”

You laugh through your tears. He goes on to recount the little flashes he remembers—the random things he knows about you. How you prefer mandarins to oranges, salty to sweet, and how you need to be kissed at least six times a day.

Jason doesn’t let go until he stitches the dam back together. And it might be duct taped, but it’s the best tool he has right now.

[candlecoo]

Since yesterday I've been thinking about an AU where Nana lives but because of how big her fight with AFO was, she's left with scars on her face and amnesia. She wouldn't remember anything, even her name if not for a piece of her ID, thought only her first name, without her face, survived.

(I lied (?) And she can remember SOWETHING, yellow and sunny smiles, white and yellow and scowls, black and tears, fire, so much fire)

Lives go on and she finds a job, a flat, a boyfriend turned husband and she has a daughter, Inko Midoriya who later has a son Izuku.

(Nana doesn't like her son-in-law. There is just something about him that makes her skin crawl [spoiler, he's AFO])

I've been also thinking about All Might/ Nana meeting after years but I have no idea when should they meet (mayby when AM goes to the Mido household?)

- there are always casualties after a major villain attack in a populated area.

- even when there is no word on who the villain is or what hero is fighting, there are rescue teams that try to save those they can.

- it is a common occurrence. But it had never been to this extent.

- it had been not a half an hour since the dust settles and all fighting finished.

- hundreds were rescued and even more were severely injured.

- one such person was a woman with intense wounds across most of her body, blunt force trauma to her head, broken bones, internal bleeding the list went on.

- nobody thought she would last the night, let alone the week, but she did.

- unfortunately she had no id on her during the attack, no identifying markers from her clothes since they were too destroyed and her body near unrecognizable. Her DNA was also in no system so her identity was unknown.

- the woman was in a coma for months and when she did wake up she couldn't remember anything at all, she had amnesia.

- though every once and a while she would see flashes of things she couldn't understand, blurs of people without definite details, colors and feelings that just made her feel more lost.

- since nobody knew her name she tried out multiple names, all suggestions from her nurses and doctors while she was recovering.

- but they all felt too flowery or cutesy.

- that was until she took a walk to the children's ward, something within her longed to be around children she loved them, so she went there often.

- and that's where she met him. A young pediatric nurse named Itsuki Hino. He just seemed to understand her, he didn't treat her like she was fragile like everyone else did, he actually saw her.

- so when she brought up her dilemma he turned towards her and suggested the name Chizue since she had been through so much and beat the odds and survived.

- so the woman was Chizue now. She visited the kids and Hino often. She would read stories to the kids and give them hope. Eventually she started making up stories of her own and with a bit of encouragement she started writing them down.

- the next thing she knew she was published and living on her own.

- but she still continued to visit the pediatric ward.

- her and Itsuki continued to grow closer, and four years after she woke up in the hospital they got married.

- the happiest day of her life was when she had her daughter Inko, and while she was still haunted by her dreams of golden smiles, scowls, capes, blood and fear she was happy in the life she had now.

- she was truly happy. She was living a full life.

- though she wasn't exactly thrilled when her only child started dating a mister Hisashi Midoriya. The man seemed to be a scoundrel but they both agreed on one thing, the importance of family. So she was fine with him as long as she could tease him.

- well that was until he up and left his wife and their son, that was unforgivable!

- so her and her husband lived with their daughter and grandson Izuku. They supported each other through good and bad times.

- through Izuku's quirkless diagnosis, through Itsuki's death and through the bullying. They had each other through it all.

- Chizue could not have been prouder of her grandbaby than when he got accepted into UA and while she thought he would make a fine quirkless hero she was happy when he got his quirk.

- it no longer bothered that she couldn't remember her past, she was at peace with it. That is until Izuku's teacher visited the house...

[missfangirll]

Daily Favorite Lines: Fandom Favorites

Since it’s Christmas soon, I decided you get a DLF farewell present: some of my all time favorites of all the fandoms I posted fic recs for.. Enjoy! 😁

1. The Untamed / Mo Dao Zu Shi

✮ Lan Wangji / Wei Wuxian:

I hope that you will come and meet me by feyburner (28384 words, Post-Canon, Getting Together, Love Letters, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)

✮ Song Lan / Xiao Xingchen:

palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss by iodhadh (15128 words, Pre-Canon, Getting Together, Pining)

find him by touch alone, know him blind by Fleetling (4499 words, Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Nobody Dies)

hold me close (don't let go) by oliverdalstonbrowning (11133 words, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Falling In Love)

✮ Lan Sizhui / Lan Jingyi: 

anyway, here's wuji by kakikaeru (18045 words, Post-Canon, mostly cql canon)

                 2. Guardian / Zhen Hun

✮ Zhao Yunlan / Shen Wei:

The Deconstruction of Hei Pao Shi by clevermanka (111289 words, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Post-Canon Fix-It, Canon Compliant, Porn-heavy Plot)

Carte Blanche by naye (66610 words, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending)

✮ Da Qing / Ye Zun:

Will You Be My Player Two for Life? by Kakushigo (15018 words, Mutual Pining, background weilan, meet cute, idiots in love)

✮ Chu Shuzhi / Guo Changcheng:

go tell the bones by queen_gee (11729 words, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Post-Canon, No Spoilers, Getting Together, Idiots in Love, Pining, Fluff, First Kiss, Grief/Mourning)

                    3. Heaven Official’s Blessing / Tian Guan Ci Fu

✮ Hua Cheng / Xie Lian:

some rivers and streams in between by idrilka (10807 words, Reunions, First Time)

Of Marriages and Ascensions (series, unfinished) by Naamah_Beherit (38210 words, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Different First Meeting, Canon Universe)

               4. The Dumb Husky and his White Cat Shizun / 2ha

✮ Chu Wanning / Mo Ran:

Catharsis by jitterati (now orphaned on AO3) (50005 words, Fluff, Conversations, Hurt/Comfort, Sex)

Up This Cobbled Lane by cherryburlesque (26285 words, Alternate Universe - Reincarnation, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, slight angst with a happy ending)

              5. Word of Honor / Shan He Ling

✮ Zhou Zishu / Wen Kexing:

gently into morning by Lirelyn (5121 words, Post-Canon, trauma processing, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, copious amounts of cuddling and handholding and eventually fucking)

To Mend With Gold by ElodieWrites (47635 words; Obligatory Amnesia Fic; Hurt/Comfort; Accidental soulmate acquisition; Fluff; With a side of angst; Fix It Fic; Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence)

          6. Lord Seventh / Qi Ye

✮ Jing Beiyuan / Wu Xi:

sleep and wake up then say that again by mido (11340 words, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Past major character injury, Miscommunication, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, References to Canon, Porn with Feelings)

it's all yours now by myheadsnoisy (5617 words, Canon Compliant, Confessions, Getting Together)

                 7. Thousand Autumns / Qian Qiu

✮ Shen Qiao / Yan Wushi:

Father of the Bride by FireLordTrunks (9105 words, Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Implied Sexual Content, Kissing, Happy Ending)

and when the rain stops, you’re there by terracottawarrior (7464 words, Modern AU, Getting Back Together, Confessions, Kissing, Sex)

            8. The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System /  Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong 

✮ Luo Binghe / Shen Qingqiu:

Can't we just skip to the end? by chaoticgoodlawyer (58610 words, Time Travel, Crack, Time Travel Fix-It, Character Study, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, First Time)

            9. SCI Mystery / SCI Mi An Ji

✮ Bai Yutong / Zhan Yao:

Ordinary by thewickling (Diviana) (27896 words, Slice of Life, Curtain Fic, Romance, Domestic, Living Together, Canon Compliant, Getting Together)

            10. The Yin Yang Master / Qing Ya Ji

✮ Yuan Boya / Anbei Qingming

My Name, Your Spell by Momokai (12265 words, Getting Together, First Time)