#zero memory of this person

[idontknowiknow]

HATE to attempt to introduce myself to someone only to find out that we hung out semi-regularly a few years ago and i once returned their scarf to their house when they left it somewhere -_-

[felixakranken]

TWF fans have a strange habit of, for lack of a better word, woobifying Mr. Walten.

I think a lot of you seem to take this series a lot less serious than it actually is, and those same people have a very bad habit of making Jack out to be a saint. He's just a normal guy. Just because he loves his family doesn't mean he's some sweet and perfect guy who has no flaws. I never see any of you discuss or portray his anger issues that Martin has mentioned numerous times.

You all blatantly ignore the fact that Sophie's only memories she retained of him were that he was angry and he worked all the time. Just because he loves his family and didn't abuse them doesn't mean he's perfect. To deny him of these flaws take away what a dynamic character he's being written to be.

We know Felix sucks. We all know this because no one shuts up about it. That's his best friend of 20 years, someone he chose to have around his family, and someone he chose to start a business with. Felix's actions don't reflect on Jack, obviously, but you have to think about the fact they are best friends of 2 decades.

The small bit we know about Jack and what things Martin has let on to his personality over time is very different than what everyone makes him out to be, and it's strange. If you choose to ignore that Jack is just a normal middle-aged man in the 70s, that's on your own inability to actually like the character that's there.

[np-c]

you know this prompt, "Character A loses his memory but he finds a person he can instinctively trust, except it's completely wrong and it's actually his archnemesis"?

imagine soukoku, where one of them loses his memory and this is how it looks from outsider's pov

[elvenbeard]

A Like Supreme

[240vo]

crawls out of my grave

[shabbytigers]

tfw someone reblogs something i reblogged several months or years ago and it pops up in my notes all surprise bitch 🫥 i get that tumblr puts algorithmically generated ‘more like this?’ suggestions under posts you click into nowadays, so probably nobody is deliberately spelunking my archive in a mariana trench ready diving bell, and what if they were? knock yourself out, lmao. it’s just exhausting to contemplate.

[sp00pypumpkins]

I am finally better from being sick a few days ago B] and finished the ref for Zero in the sweet home AU by @asamary (sorry for the tag)

Now I can freely do silly lil comics about it HAHA

[brodinsons]

sometimes i think about the fact that clark kent, in a state of complete amnesia rendering him unable to remember even his own name, saw bruce wayne for 1/10th of a second in the midst of a bunch of superpowered strangers trying to subdue him and remembered him instantly...and i go completely apeshit

[fallencelsetial]

I’m gonna be cringe for a second but I have not stopped thinking about it since last night. And I’m just like…metaphorically cuddling Garu.

As someone that has trauma induced memory loss, I’m just really latching on to the boy.

[applesjuice]

What was the worst memory Akari remembered ?

It's less one memory so much as recalling how they treated others before getting sent back in time. They have vague recollections of treating the other students of BB Academy terribly in order to get stronger and are under the impression they were a terrible person. They actually don't remember the Terapagos blast (but Carmine and the protagonist sure do).

So Akari rationalizes all the crazy stuff in Hisui as them deserving it. They've kind of trauma bonded with everyone there because it's like "Akari go do x dangerous thing" and they do it and then are praised for succeeding, even though they had lava flung at them or were attacked by giant feral monsters. It's messy af and more than just one particular memory that is a bad time, so much as an accumulation of tiny instances they've recalled shaping their perception on who they are any why all this is now happening. Pretty much a child trying to rationalize bad and scary things happening while putting on a brave face.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

I can't express to you how much I adore Weaver Márquez. The ghost in the static. A mystery not a puzzle. A person gone but still taking up space. A thing still leaving marks after it's gone.

[phoenixcatch7]

If there's one thing I like more than time travel it's crossover reincarnation, so.

Botk link reincarnated as Damian Wayne.

An incredible weapon master of all types, but especially prodigious with a sword - he was beating knights at the age of 4 and with his memories as intact as they get for him I can see that goalpost moving even further (probably with traps and tricks, a 3yo doesn't exactly have great bodily control).

He's an excellent survivalist, agile, strong, durable, cunning and creative. He can move like a feather in the breeze, strike from behind with ease. His first kill, an animal, did not stir him as it did the other children. With his poise, grace, skills, obedience, he ought to be ra'as' finest assassin in the making, a jewel in the crown of the league.

Except he never speaks a word. Half his targets escape unscathed. He skates by true punishment on the merit of his skills and achievements in other missions. Testing has shown it is not a physical deformity that prevents his speech, but not even talia has been able to coaxe a word from him past his second birthday.

It is a defect ra'as is growing more and more frustrated by, as each attempt to fix these two final flaws ends in resounding failure. Less extreme solutions are running dry.

Talia fears those solutions. Her child does too, she knows. For them, there is a possible solution, more extreme than anything ra'as would tolerate.

She sends him out of the league. To his father.

To Gotham.

[majorbaby]

i was at my best friend's place yesterday and found this model from the neko atsume mobile game on their bookshelf that i apparently made for their birthday a few years ago

[croszukis]

i still can’t believe we got mpp & suzy jersey swap i feel like i hallucinated everything in a sleep deprivation state this morning

[thedeadthree]

ok ok listen…….. what if i made a oc verse set in m*etriod.. like a clown or two set in the verse ✨👁🥀❣️

[lumi-procrastinate]

Interlaced Fate

Chapter 2/??? | Another Helory Story (Canon) | Helian's POV

I tried my best to learn romantic writing for this chapter but alas 'twas not my fate to be able to write romantic scenes on a whim, so I'm dragging my pal foxy @foxalone to co-write this one, enjoy! ^^ -Lumi

[Previous]

Mess. My mind was a complete and utter mess.

The strange encounter earlier filled my mind with doubt.

What I felt back there was indescribable. He was barely an acquaintance, and yet...

And yet...

My heart won't stop racing at the thought of him.

Taking a look at the place where the charming boy fell only made my thoughts more confusing.

For as long as I know, the possibility of making new friends would give me some sort of joy, but I don't think this is what I felt earlier.

'Maybe it's something... more?'

Realising what I just thought of embarrasses me. He was just a stranger, after all. Nothing more.

'Perhaps it's the shock. He fell on me and must have muddled me so much that I imagined things, yeah... That's what I must have felt'

The answer turning out to be as simple as that puts my mind at ease, the wind breezing gently around me helps too.

That is until a certain voice chimed in...

"Greetings again there, stranger."

My eyes widen as a warm feeling spreads across my chest, and my heart races yet again as I fidget around in my place.

"I'm here to apologize again, and you see... I seem to be a little lost, and I couldn't heal myself in my current state. Are you from around here, perhaps?" He said with the same tone from earlier with an idyllic smile.

The feeling from earlier crept back again; my body won't move, and I can't understand why I would feel so nervous.

"I... I.." I can't seem to mutter anything out.

The stranger tenderly looked at me, patiently waiting for my answer.

"Hey... yeah... I um... I-I..." I can't seem to talk clearly, much like a stuttering 5-year-old who's struggling to find the next word to say, "am I from... here?"

He giggled charmingly and hummed, "mm-hmm, that's what I asked."

It took me a few seconds before managing to say anything, "um... yeah, I'm from around here. You need help, right?"

My cheeks felt warmer as my fear from earlier seemingly dissipated, for some reason, talking to him felt... good.

'What's happening to me? Why am I feeling like this?'

"Indeed, I'm a little lost, and I think I need to heal myself. Could you perhaps help me out a little, stranger?" He added.

"I know someone who has healing powers... he could cure you I s-suppose..." I breathe in before encouraging myself to ask,"Hey... m-may I know what your... your name is?..."

"Oh my stars-" he giggled to himself, "-I'm so sorry for my impudence, I've completely forgotten to introduce myself, my name would be sans, but people usually call me memory, how about you?"

"I... you can call me Helian," My heart skipped a beat as he offered his hand to me.

"Well, nice to meet you then, Helian!" I managed to take his hand timidly.

The warm feeling imbued in my chest, yet again, it was indescribably similar to happiness.

"So.. shall we get going then?" He asked as he took away his hand.

"Huh? Oh! Of course!" I muttered as I started leading him in a somewhat clumsy way.

He giggled and followed me quietly throughout the journey.

After a while, we arrived in an area where I could usually find my acquaintance; he's known as Nishiki.

"Hey Nishiki..." I opened the conversation.

The skeleton was busy sketching the surrounding, he has fox-like ears and tails that twitched when he looked at us.

"Oh, hi again Helian, what's the occasion?" He responded nonchalantly.

"This is Memory, an acquaintance of mine -" I stepped aside to show Memory to him, "- he seems to be hurt, could you possibly cure him? Please..."

He looked at him quietly as he stood up and put his sketchbook down, "Hm... Depends. How much HP did you lose?"

Memory hesitated a little before manging to murmur something "0,5 ....out of 1."

Nishiki raises his eyebrow as he extends his arm. "Well... we need to link arms for the procedure, if you don't mind. "

"Oh, I don't mind at all," Memory responded instantly as he linked his arm with him.

My heart sunken for a s split second, but I tried my best to keep myself composed.

'This is required so he can feel all better... but why... Why do I feel so terrible looking at them.. together'

A translucent orange hologram manifested as Nishiki used his magic, interrupting my train of thoughts.

His HP was transferred to Memory instantly, and he fell to his knees because of it.

"Oh my goodness, are you alright?" Memory asked as he bent down, trying to help him out.

Nishiki just nodded as he took his offer and stood up.

"So... Is that all?" I managed to ask with my usual tone, trying my best not to appear cold.

"Indeed, the procedure is complete," he responded.

Memory smiles warmly and gives him a little bow. "Thank you so much, I really appreciate it."

"Oh, don't worry, it's no big deal," he smiled at him as he replied.

Before my heart could calm down from looking at them, Memory spoke again.

"I am so sorry but you see... I have healing magic as well but I can't apply it to myself, it takes my energy so it's not that efficient and I was wondering, how did you do all that? That was really fascinating."

Nishiki looked at him in a tender way, "It's this family heritage... in my family, only females could do that kind of magic"

"Woah! That's really interesting," Memory exclaimed, jumping up and down excitedly.

He laughed happily at the sight. "Oh fox!... I didn't think I could be interesting."

"Why I think you are, tell me more, please!" Memory gleamed with curiosity.

He smiled in flustration before beginning to talk. "Oh well..."

They gleefully converse with one another. Meanwhile, I... just stood there looking at them.

As time passes by, they seem to get along even more.

My mind blanked out all of the noises as my feelings clouded my thoughts.

For whatever reason, anger planted deep inside my chest.

'What does he have that makes him so much more interesting than me? I've known him first, so why does he talk more to him?'

To make matters worse, Nishiki seems to be upset about something, and the first thing that Memory did was hug him, trying to calm him down.

My chest got heavier instantly as my mind became a puddle of mess.

'Wh-what... why... is this making me angry? Why is it that I don't like him being nice to him... does that make me selfish? Why... why have I never been this angry before? Why.. does it hurt so much?'

The surrounding began to be blurry, I was in the verge of tears as I can't seem to withdraw a conclusion to my own feelings.

All I can do is withdraw myself from the scene, I felt way too many emotions that I don't like together.

Without saying a word or bidding a farewell of any kind, I've paced away.

I tried my best to think rationally for why those feelings appeared when I was around him and yet I could only come to one conclusion.

It was just me.

The one that having a problem was I alone.

There was never a problem present to begin with.

It was simply me being the problem.

'I was being selfish and rude even, that's why he doesn't want to even talk to me, that's why nobody likes me, I'm... just a foolish numbskull'

My mind spiralled into an abbyss of self loath as I kept running.

But then... the same charming voice chimed in.

"H-hey, wait!," he said as he stopped me, he held my hand in a firm manner as he made me turn around to face him.

"Helian... wasn't it? Thanks again, I owe you one. " Hearing his voice makes my vision fuzzy again.

'A-am I crying? In front of him from all people? What if he thinks I'm weak because of this... I- I can't possibly bear with that, I need to hold it back....'

But alas, my own body betrayed me.

My legs have grown weak and I sat down in an instant, tears streamed down my cheeks in an instant.

It felt so unfair, I never once cried in front of a stranger and yet...

I can't seem to hold my feelings back with him, I was about to break down yet again, but then...

"There there" he whispered to me as he hugs me.

My soul felt like it was put in a fluffy sheats of cotton as he pats my back and wipes away my tears.

"I don't know what upset you, but you can tell me if you want, I'm here for you" he looked directly into my eyes as he smiles comfortingly.

My mind became clear in an instant.

"No... Memory.. It's alright... I'm fine" I managed to mutter.

"Really?" He asked as he kept on patting me tenderly.

I tried my best to muster up a smile, "yes, you don't have to worry."

Instead of letting go of me, he gave me another hug.

"I'm glad then," he whispered in my 'ears'.

My heart races as reality itself became brighter for me.

I hugged him back as I savour the moment.

Oh how I wish we could be like this forever.

[End of chapter]

Helian!Sans, Nishiki!Skeleton, and Underblood belongs to @foxalone

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