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kamylla74w · 2 days

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Amnesia AU - ANGST - @wolfstarmicrofic

"I don't remenber you; but at the same time i do." Remus said to the black haired boy sitting in front of him.

Laying in the hospital's bad, he looked over all of him. He had long curly hair, tied behind his neck. He had a leather jacket and a jumper, one that Remus thought it was his.

"It's okay if you don't. You aren't supposed to."

"But i feel bad. I want to remember you. I feel like you are important."

"You can't remember me, Remus. But it's okay."

"Why?"

"Because i love you."

The door to the hospital room opened.

"Remus, who are you talking to, dear?" The doctor had said, an eyebrow raised.

Remus turned to the boy.

He was gone.

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#wolfstar fic #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar #sirius black #remus x sirius #sirius orion black #remus loves sirius #remus lupin #amnesia au #microfiction

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bamsara · 6 days

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Some of the Amnesia trope spin off of TROD AU I drew in stream the other day, Narinder version (idk I'll come up with an actual name for it or just keep calling it the 'trod amnesia au' lmao)

Still not quite used to Clip Studio Paint, the brushes feel stiffer to use and I think it shows but alas

#trod au #the rehabilitation of death #amnesia au #cult of the lamb #narilamb #narinder x lamb #doodles

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starrspice · 8 months

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They're both a terror in their own way

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woodland-gremlin · 2 months

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Amnesia AU

An AU where Danny gains amnesia after getting captured by the GIW. He gets saved by the Justice League just after they discover Superboy, trying to find out if any of them have been cloned. When they save Danny they don’t know that he is a ghost or halfa, not that Danny knows that either, and have him join the Young Justice League. He and Superboy become best friends, Danny often messing with Superman for his clonist bullshit on Superboy’s behalf. They become each other’s pillars in a world that is unfamiliar and against them.

So imagine John Constantine’s surprise to find the missing Ghost King, who’s people he has been trying to keep from declaring war against this dimension to find him, calling Superman “Captain Primary Color Palette” in the Justice League watchtower.

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loserdiaz · 2 months

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got love-struck, went straight to my head

for @monsterrae1

buck/eddie | teen and up | 17.5k words

It takes a while for Eddie to realize this morning is not like the others, that there’s this wrongness thick in the air of the room. It takes a while for Eddie to realize Buck’s tense and stiff as a board in his arms and that he’s not responding to any of Eddie’s touches with the usual eagerness and earnestness as only Buck can be. “Buck, baby?” His voice comes out all croaky from the tiredness and from only just waking up. “What’s wrong?” “I’m sorry, I, uh, I don’t-” Buck stutters, crawling out of bed and getting his legs all tangled in the sheets in his haste. Eddie’s frozen in place. “I don’t, uh— Who are you?.” or: The morning of their wedding day, Buck wakes up with amnesia.

read on ao3

#amnesia au #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buck x eddie #buddie #buddie fanfic #buddie fanfiction #buddie fic #911 fic #911 fanfiction #911 fanfic #911 #911 abc #911 on abc #911 fox #911 on fox #evan buck buckley #april writes

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sir-ballister-boldheart · 3 months

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Fic Idea: During the knighting ceremony, the Jumbotron fell on Ballister's head. Nimona somehow manages to save him from the wreckage. But oh no, now he has amnesia and literally can't even remember who he is. But everyone claims he is a villain who killed the Queen of his country....

#nimona #amnesia au #ballister boldheart #lol #original post #nd stevenson #nimona movie #fic ideas #riz ahmed #netflix #queen valerin #lorraine toussaint #chloe grace moretz

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chimkin-samich · 1 year

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Moony's turn on the amnesia trope scenario...

#sundrop fnaf #sun fnaf #sundrop #sundrop x reader #sundrop x oc #sundrop x you #sundrop x self insert #sundrop x y/n #sundrop and moondrop x oc #moondrop x y/n #moondrop x reader #moondrop x yn #moondrop x oc #moondrop x you #Sad moondrop??#Moony is sad and confused #comic #amnesia trope #amnesia au

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joshy-tomato · 7 months

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Focacchino au where whatever Furina is planning for the prophecy is extremely dangerous for herself and it ends with Furina losing her memories.

Arlecchino finds her and takes her in, wanting to make a puppet ruler out of her, but the Furina without the archon duties on her shoulder is such openly sweet and kind girl, Arlecchino can't help but fall in love and want this girl all for herself.

Imagine the angst and drama once Fontanians find out that their archon, who they assumed was death, is actually in the claws of a Fatui. Or if Furina recovers her memories but is too ashamed to go back and decides to stay with Arlecchino.

#genshin impact #Furina #Focalors #Arlecchino #Focacchino #Arlefuri #When the toxic yuri is indeed toxic 🥰🥰🥰#amnesia au

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tealeavesandtrash · 18 days

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Wolfstar Micro Fic - @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: Amnesia - 750 Words

Remus sits on the sofa, staring at the bookshelf in front of him, wonders how many of those books are his, which ones he’s read or was excited to read. This is his life now. When he isn’t at doctors appointments, he’s staring at photos or objects pondering what history he has attached to them. This is his house, he knows logically it is - he’s in photos on the walls, his name is on the mail - but it feels like he’s living in a stranger's body. There are days he’d rather stay in hospital just to escape the relentless notion that he's an imposter in someone else life.

He can feel Sirius’ eyes on him, watching in anticipation, like any moment things will snap back into place. “Lily found some more photos,” Sirius says, “we could go through them today?” Remus nods, although he doesn’t feel like he has much choice in the matter. “Is she coming round?” “Yeah, but she won’t stay.” He likes Lily. He suspects they used to be very close, but it feels juvenile to ask outright if they’re best friends. Despite that, he slips back into the bedroom shortly after she arrives, feigning tiredness. It’s not a complete lie - he’s tired a lot which is supposedly a good sign that his brain is trying to fix itself. But he’s also tired of all the visitors - friends of theirs trying to help who don’t how to act around him and Remus is constantly running through a mental rolodex trying to find names for faces.

“The Potters send their love,” Sirius says while laying the photos from Lily across the living room floor. Remus scans them, trying to identify them. It’s one of the memory exercises they keep pushing in therapy that feels more like a child’s game. He picks up a photo of a couple and a baby and Sirius gives him a hopeful smile. Remus doesn’t explain that he picked it because it’s the only picture of a redhead. When he first picked out a photo of his parents Sirius had been so excited, only to be crumble a moment later when Remus explained it was a simple process of elimination - they just shared the most resemblance with him. Remus stopped explaining his logic after that, save people the disappointment.

Nights are the worst. When he’d first come home, he refused to share a bed so Sirius insisted on taking the guest room. Not that it made a difference to Remus, he feels just as much a guest in the master bedroom as he would the guestroom. Sirius loiters outside his room when they say goodnight, the same way he does every night, like he’s half expecting Remus to invite him in. “Why are you being so patient with me?” Sirius looks at him with soft, sad eyes. “Because you’re my Moony,” he says like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. The nickname feels foreign. Sirius says it with such revance but it means nothing to Remus. “I’m not though, I might never be him again.” “You will-” “-You don’t know that,” Remus cuts him off. “People keep saying that, like everything will suddenly fix itself, but you have no idea. No one does.” Sirius swallows, dropping in gaze. Remus might feel bad for snapping if he wasn’t so sick of everyone’s blind optimism. Sirius takes Remus’ hands, gently runs his thumb over his knuckles. “It doesn’t matter,” he says quietly. “You’ll always be my Moony, even if you don’t see it. Even if you never see it.”

Remus curls up in the middle of an empty bed, a thousand thoughts bouncing around his head as he replays Sirius’ words. He thinks about how alone he is, open and exposed in a room that feels too hollow. He thinks about how his therapist told him to embrace the unknown, push through the fear.

The floor is cold under his bare feet as he pads across the landing and slips into the guest room. The curtains are wide open, illuminating the room with moonlight which he's immensely grateful for. It doesn’t feel as claustrophobic. Sirius has his back to him, chest rising and falling with steady breaths. Remus doesn’t slip under the covers, this alone is a big enough step, but he does lie down next Sirius, close enough that they’re almost touching. Remus takes a deep breath to steady himself, lets himself adjust to the moment. Tentatively, he lets his eyes slip closed.

#idk how i feel about this one like i love the concept?? but idk i got the flow i wanted??#remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar #remus x sirius #marauders #complete #oneshot #micro fiction #maddy writes #wolfstar fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #amnesia au #wolfstar microfic

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bamsara · 14 days

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don't know if you have this for your amnesia au but as a suggestion, you could also have it be so Narinder accidentally lets it slip that he remembers the fight and Lambert realizes that he remembers

yeah no he does slip up at some point. mans got way too comfortable without his pride standing in the way

#narilamb #amnesia au #trod amnesia au #doodles

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lulublack90 · 22 days

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Prompt 6 - Amnesia AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 6, word count 997

He awoke on the cold hard ground. A stick prodding painfully into his back. His head was sore, and when he raised his hand, it came away covered in red blood.

He looked around, but he didn’t know where he was. There were a lot of trees, so maybe a forest?

He stood shakily. His legs felt like jelly. When he looked down at himself, he was naked. He didn’t even have socks. He shivered as a slight breeze picked up. He wrapped his arms around himself and started walking. He needed to find help.

He stumbled upon a path as he pushed through a patch of soft ferns. He couldn’t feel his feet. They were numb. “That can’t be good.” He said to himself.

Fat droplets of rain began to fall from the skies, catching on the tree’s leaves and dripping onto his head.

“Hey, come back! Where are you going, you daft dog?!” The relative silence of the forest was broken by a man’s shout. Before he could even turn in the direction of the voice, he was knocked forcefully to the ground by a giant black dog. “Shit, Pads, get off him. I’m so sorry, he’s not normally like this—Er, why are you naked?”

The dog was dragged off of him, and a hand was offered to help him off the ground. “So are you going to answer me then? Why are you naked?” The man asked again.

“I don’t know.” He said, realising he had no idea how he got there or why or anything else.

“Okay. What’s your name? Where do you live?” They were simple questions, but they were only simple when you had the answers.

“I-I-I don’t know,” He stammered. The rain on his face felt warm. He was crying.

“Hey, hey. It’s alright. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.” The stranger pulled his coat off and wrapped it around him. He felt instantly warmer. “Come on, the cars this way.” The stranger guided him as they hurried out of the rain. The big black dog followed behind him.

The stranger started the car and turned the heater up full. Hot air gushed at him from the vents and warmed his shaking body. “Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do,” The stranger started talking again, putting the car into gear and driving away. “We’re gonna pop back to mine so I can drop off Pads, and then we’ll go to the hospital. You’ve got a nasty gash on your head that I think might need stitches.”

He rested his head on the headrest and closed his eyes. Before he knew it, he was being shaken awake. “Hey, wake up, we’re at the hospital.” He let the man guide him into the A&E entrance and sit him in one of the blue plastic chairs.

“Hi, my name is Sirius Black, and I found this man in the woods. He doesn’t know who he is or where he lives, and he’s got a nasty cut on his head.” He leaned in closer to the woman at reception. “He was naked when I found him.” Her already interested face turned to shock as she peered around Sirius and looked at him sitting in his chair. She picked up her phone and spoke into it hurriedly.

Sirius came over to him and sat in the chair opposite. “They’re sending a doctor down now to see you. I can stay if you want. I’ve left my details with the nurse in case you want them.” Sirius smiled kindly at him.

He shot his hands out and grasped Sirius’s.

“Please don’t leave me, I’m scared.” He sounded panicked, and he felt it.

“Okay, okay.” Sirius soothed, stroking his hands. “I won’t go anywhere.”

He was dragged into multiple rooms over the next few hours. First to be washed, and then he was given a hospital gown. Sirius’s coat was returned to Sirius, and then a doctor sat and stitched up his head. He was then led to a strange machine where he asked the same questions over and over again as it whirled around him.

More exhausted now than he had been when Sirius found him. He gladly got into the offered bed that Sirius was sitting beside and waited for the doctor.

He’d closed his eyes, too embarrassed to try and talk to Sirius, not that he remembered anything to talk about.

“Oh, is he asleep?” The doctor asked when he pulled the privacy curtains back. He snapped his eyes open and waited for the doctor to continue talking. “Oh, you’re up, brilliant. So, the results from your tests look mostly positive. Your cuts, while deep, were superficial. I’m afraid you’ll have quite the scar after this. However, you appear to have amnesia. It might be temporary, but until we can do further testing, we won’t know.” He felt his face fall. Sirius reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “We did, however, manage to identify you. We found you via your dental records. Your name is Remus John Lupin. You’ll be discharged in a few hours as long as there aren’t any problems, and we’ll arrange for you to come back for a check-up.” The doctor left.

“Well, at least we’ve got a name for you. Remus.” Sirius tested the name. “Remus. It suits you.” Sirius smiled.

“Fat lot of help knowing my name when I can’t remember anything else. I don’t even know where I live. What am I meant to do?” He hung his head into his hands and let out a sob.

“Don’t be daft. You’re coming home with me. I’ve got plenty of room. It’s only me and Pads since James moved out. You don’t have to worry, I promise.” And Remus may not have any memories, but he did know that Sirius felt safe. Remus squeezed Sirius’s hand.

“Okay. Thank you.” He smiled shyly. Sirius beamed back at him with a dazzling smile.

#wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #wolfstar au #remus lupin #sirius black #remus john lupin #sirius orion black #padfoot #sirius x remus #remus x sirius #sirius and remus #remus and sirius #lost in the forest #hospital #amnesia au

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starrspice · 9 months

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Hey look it's concepts for a rework of my Princess Quest/Amnesia AU!

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woodland-gremlin · 2 months

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Seen (Amnesia AU)

Superboy hasn’t been alive for very long. He has been in the outside world for even less. Yet because of CAMUS accelerating his growth and implanting information in his head people tend to disregard those two facts. They forget that the implanted information is just that, information. Just like reading a book, he knows things but has never experienced any of it. He has never experienced and had the chance to express any emotion, such as anger or sadness, before. All of it is brand new and he doesn’t know how to handle it. His emotions are overwhelming, threatening to overtake him at any moment. No experience to fall back on to stay a float in a storm of emotions. No way to regulate them. And, aside from Phantom, no one who understands and tries to help.

He has been abandoned. Left to navigate a world he doesn’t understand and hates him for just existing, with someone in a similar situation. Both knowing and not. Similar but different. He has powers he can’t control, often breaking things with super strength, not getting near others because he worries he might hurt someone on accident with it. Then with his super hearing he gets overwhelmed by all the sounds, never being able to focus on what is right in front of him. Phantom has powers that randomly pop up, never knowing if they are normal or results of the experiments he was forced through. Often only feeling comfortable using them, if not confusingly, in Superboy’s company but wary in the sights of others.

Superboy just wants to be accepted. He wants to be seen as his own person. To have someone to teach him about his powers and how to control them. To be able to be around others without lashing out in confusion. To go outside with Phantom as civilians. For Phantom to regain his memories about the Before, to not leave him when he does regain those memories. For both of them to get names.

He just wants to be seen.

#dcu #dp + dc #young justice #conner kent #dp x dc crossover #superboy #kon el #danny phantom #dcxdp #amnesia au

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loserdiaz · 2 months

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several sentence sunday 💌

tagged by the lovelies @monsterrae1 @spotsandsocks @exhuastedpigeon @hippolotamus @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela @daffi-990

this is from my amnesia au!

"I can't do this." Eddie shakes his head and pushes Buck further away as he shifts and and sits up straighter, with his back against the bed frame, the sheets pooling around his waist as he goes. "Not when you don't— You don't remember anything and it just feels wrong."

Eddie sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes for a few seconds.

He feels Buck moving beside him, hears the little rustle of the blankets as the man straightens up.

"Oh, sorry. I guess I got a little carried away." Buck clears his throat and Eddie's eyes flutter open, his arm falling to the side as he just stares at this— stranger that's on his bed.

Buck tilts his head and gives him a breathless, sheepish crooked smile. "I'm a sex addict?" He says as if looking for an excuse to be absolved of whatever that was, a poor attempt at trying to dissipate the tension that's now choking them.

Eddie raises an eyebrow and gives him an unimpressed, unamused look.

"Self-diagnosed." Buck says and Eddie scoffs and snorts.

"You're unbelievable."

"Listen, dude. Sex is sex and you're like, stupidly and annoyingly hot." Buck says blunty. "Can you really blame me?"

His skin still feels too hot and there's this buzzing underneath, like a beehive has made a home of his insides.

"Look, I know neither of us knows how to handle this or what we should do," Eddie sighs as he looks for some clothes. "But we need some ground rules."

"Bossy," Buck smirks, still from his place in bed. "I like it."

Eddie fixes him with a stare and points a finger at him, "No more of—" He makes a vague gesture towards Buck and then to the sheets all in a tangled mess on bed. "That. At least not for a while."

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#amnesia au #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #buck x eddie #buddie wip #my wips #my writing #seven sentence sunday #911 fic #911 wip #911 abc #911 on abc

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sea-owl · 8 months

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So I read @thekatebridgerton amnesia au ( found here) and it kind of gave me an idea.

So staying in the prompt of amnesia let's say Penelope was out doing Lady Whistledown business when her stalker, I mean dear worried friend, Colin followed her. Where upon discovering her secret, an unfourtant accident happened and Colin has hit his head.

With the help of his carriage driver, they get Colin back to his Bloomsbury residence. Where a doctor and his siblings were fetched. Using the chaos to her advantage, Penelope slipped out and back to Mayfair.

Upon awakening, it turns out Colin has amnesia, and he can't remember much of anything well besides one thing. In his current state Colin believes he is engaged to his Penelope. I mean, obviously he is, why else would he write her letters and constantly feel the need to seek her out. Why else are they left alone so much? He wants to see her, almost demands it really.

So Colin stops threatening to leave his bed and actually rest his siblings convince Penelope to play along until his memory comes back. Don't worry Pen you don't have to marry him.

Penelope agrees mainly because she's trying to see if he remembers her secret. She hopes he doesn't.

Those hopes are dashed the first moment they are left alone together because not only does Colin reveal one of his very few memories is that she is Lady Whistledown but he believes he is her Lord Whistledown.

"That is why we have kept the relationship quiet until now, right?" Colin asked her. "Because it started in secret with us doing Whistledown."

Poor Penelope wants to bang her head. But now more than ever she needs to play along. Not only to help her friend but to protect her own secret too.

So Penelope does what she was asked and plays along. "Yes. You help me gather gossip for the column."

Turns out Colin is good at gathering gossip. His charm helping him pull secrets from people without them realizing it. It's good for business.

The downside, though, is that Colin seems to have developed a sixth sense for when Penelope goes on Whistledown runs. He's always there dressed in what Penelope guessed was his traveling clothes from how worn they are.

It's during one of these trips, where they return to St. Bride's Church, that Colin gets his memories back. Not that he's gonna tell Penelope that. Oh no, now that he knows what mischief she gets up to there is no way in hell is he letting her out of his sight ever again. Nope, they will continue this engagement all the way to marriage. She will become Mrs. Bridgerton and he will officially become Lord Whistledown.

#bridgerton #polin #amnesia au #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton

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