#amnesia cw

[houndw0lf]

o6﹕ sender  gives  receiver  company  in  the  hospital . (oops)

His head still throbs and it's hard to open his eyes against the bright white light of his hospital room, but the nurses tell him he has a visitor and he tries anyway. It's difficult to form a coherent thought as the whatever drugs they have him on keep his head cloudy, his body begging him to succumb to sleep. But movement by the door draws his attention long enough to keep his eyes open and he watches as a woman enters the room and approaches his bed.

She's pretty—gorgeous, if he's being honest. It's hard for him to take his eyes off of hers even as his head gives another painful throb. But despite the hope that seeing her will make him remember something, it doesn't, and he's left with nothing but an overwhelming wave of guilt that seems to crash over him every time he wakes up.

"Who are you?" His voice cracks, raspy and softer than he thinks it should sound—but he supposes he doesn't actually remember that, either.

[ultraviolet-eucatastrophe]

In my original story verse, mind manipulation/memory stuff is the most taboo and legally controlled type of magic you can practice, which is partly for cultural reasons but also partly because of how it actually works. My take on it is that when you use magic to modify someone's mind this way, you are literally destroying and/or changing part of their mind, and it's kind of a blunt instrument because this culture knows about as much about how the consciousness actually works as we do, which is Not Everything. Psychomancy is used in extreme circumstances for clinical reasons when all other approaches have failed, but the way it works is that removed memories can't be brought back, even with more magic - that part of their mind and psyche is simply gone. People who use it for any other reason are crossing a cultural and legal line, because deliberately removing someone's memories without their consent is inherently an act of mutilation, etc.

[lifesver]

i feel like i haven’t covered this in particular but like… in a lot of my dusk/nosy verses he rly does have like… memory issues (lol head trauma…) so it’s very like… it contributes to why he feels so safe with the family once he’s used to it/accepted there, and why it terrifies him into an immediate spiral when he encounters an old friend or someone he used to know. sometimes there’s just huge blank spaces missing from his memory, a lot of the time pieces of memory will come back to him all at once, and it’s overwhelming. it scares him when he doesn’t immediately remember someone, and then when he does it’s very emotional. i do feel like in general though, in all verses, he has lesser issues of this kind as he gets older. just bc of his injuries from the house.

[novastrae]

"Yeah, apparently I clocked my head pretty hard on the edge of the tank during the bridge stunt. The hospital used that clear surgical glue so it isn't super noticeable, but there's still some scarring, unfortunately. It's not the worst injury I've gotten -- on-set or otherwise, you'd be surprised how often I manage to beat my own ass." There's a faint grunting sound as Akabane fights his jacket off, hanging it on the back of Decima's door: just the same normal action as always (unsure if he should try to find some tactful way of saying the next words, though tact has never been his strong suit), as if there wasn't anything increasingly alarming coming out of his mouth. He rummages in one of the now-dangling jacket's pockets, coming back with a small, light blue notebook (small cartoon animals adorning the cover act as a tell that it's a gift from his daughter). "My brain evidently hit the delete button on the past three months though, so I've been having everyone fill me in and writing it down just in case that never actually comes back. If it doesn't, it doesn't, I can't blame my brain for getting scrambled."

" ...Sosei. " Never a good sign when you flat out use his first name in such a serious tone, especially with the flat way you were glaring at him. " I think calling slight amnesia a delete button's sort of morbid. " You lightly scolded him, but nonetheless, you softly took his jacket from behind your front door, and folded it gently - a habit of yours, you had a set place you kept jackets. ( you wouldn't get mad at him for that, though. he probably genuinely lost that knowledge in the back of his mind right now. all that mattered was he was living and breathing and right in front of you. )

" Well... how do you feel? " You eyed the little notebook in his hand softly, fighting so damn hard to keep a smile at bay. ( you knew his daughter was practically his world, so it was easy to pick up on things relating to her in some way. ) " Did Aguri fill you in on what's been going on recently? You know, to see if it'd jog anything a bit. "

[amiaaa-official]

You swapped with a transmasc tsukasa of course! You're also a bit taller too, if I remember!

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Living the dream over here god damn

[amiaaa-official]

..... Why do I feel taller? Why's part of my hair purple....?

[amiaaa-official]

Remember you are dating them

You told them

You did a fair bit of that after building a body swap machine and switching bodies with a transmasc

......

OH MY GOD MY DICK'S GONE

[amiaaa-official]

Hey also

An's Bigender

You told Kohane and Ena the secret

OH SLAY GOOD FOR HIM!

wait

I DID WHAT?!?!??