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And that between your son and the AT the was about what again? Yeah, the one you and your keep having about.




Amnesia ep.04 @ 00:52.56

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সিপিএমের কর্মিসভার জন্যেও টাকা ঢালতে হয়েছিলো । তার পরেও সিবিআই ওদের ডাকেনা , এটাকে কি বলবো , সেটিং না ফিটিং? হারমাদ আর উম্মাদদের সেটিং , আর যত দোষ নন্দ ঘোষ। সেলিমের রোগ অথবা syndrome, short term memory.



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excuse me Sir, that’s my emotional support Otome Heroine

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Bakugou’s arms had been warm around Shouto, just like how he remembered them. Bakugou had been exactly how Shouto remembered him, eyes burning a fierce red that gentled for Shouto, just for Shouto.

They’ve both lost something, but only Shouto remembers what it is they’ve lost.

notes:

for the lovely midnight (@midnight-ice) for the @bakutodo-exchange!! i had such a blast working on this, mostly because shouto got to suffer a lot;;; the prompt was soulmate au, one of my favorites fdskj;k i hope you like it!!!

thank you to nico (@armedetective) for the amazing beta!! was a tight squeeze to finish it in time, thank you again!! your kind words and tips mean so much <3

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To steal an idea from Meet the Press…

I’m Obsessed…

…with how visually the character Shin and the heroine from Amnesia look like Juri and Ashe. So much so, it’s got it’s own section in their Pinterest now.

jurien-ashur  asked:

“I could have done it! For you! For all of us!“

They’d never argued before.

And now, amidst the muffled roar of falling water, far away from his comfort zone, whilst hers remains in tatters, they’ve encountered their first real conflict between one another, bathed in the indirect illumination of the sparse lighting of Garamsythe.

Kindly, those who also make these distant tracts of the waterways their base of operations, their broken home beneath the sands, they drift away from the small cul-de-sac she’s come to use as her sanctuary, eyes averting as they go.

“No way, Starlight. I will not have you facing such an enemy before you are ready before you have learned all you can of them,” she chides, voice wavering with concern. “The others can protect me, in your stead, I am sure of such. For all his flowery words, the sky pirate is fierce, his companion even fiercer - I shall be fine.”

He circles towards her, and reflexively, she takes a step back. And another, followed by another until she finds herself pressed against the wall of the inner alcove of the waterway. One of his hands lands on the metallic surface beside her hip, while the other collides with the latticework beside her opposing shoulder.

The inky blue tips of the long hair that frames his face and oft hides his eyes brushes over her forehead, teasing at her eyebrows as he near-pins her, expression wracked with concern, fear, and frustration.

“I swore I’d keep you alive, Princess, and I mean to keep that promise,” he retorts, voice hot with passionate conviction. “That means where you go, I go, especially if there’s a threat to your life. And that’s that.”

Aquamarine eyes stare up into his mismatched ones, wide with shock at his ferocity on the matter, her breath becoming erratic from her own frustration, from the sudden proximity he’s created. Hands raise, coming to rest on the forearm of his left, and the biceps of his right, gentle in touch, calm tinged with affection.

Her voice fails her, initially, words dying upon her lips before they’re even spoken, which leads to his brow knitting as he returns her gaze, wrist pressed against her hip and shoulder. His mismatched eyes seek for her understanding, his lips contorted into a frown.

“J-juri…please don’t do this. Please don’t rush headlong into a danger you have near no knowledge of,” she begs, her fingers beginning to press into his skin. “You will just get yourself killed and I–”

She doesn’t get to finish her statement before he interjects, half-growling, half-yelling, “I could have done it! For you! For all of us! You just have to give me the chance to do what I promised!”

Taken aback by his fierceness, she inhales a quick breath before ceasing to breathe at all as he leans forward more, his elbows bending, their noses mere ilms apart from one another. She can feel his warmth, against her form, against her face, hot breath lingering on her lips. Going almost entirely still, her touch on his arms scarcely more than a feather against his skin as she becomes almost statuesque.

Finding her voice, she begs with him once more, “Swear you will not fall, that you will not leave me alone, that–”

Again, he interjects, arms wrapping about her form as he presses her to the wall, muttering, “I’m not going anywhere, Ashe.”

Collapsing against him, she looks up with a soft smile, the faintest of nods being given as she curls up in his embrace.

(( @jurien-ashur ))

For Valentine’s Day!

Episode 1 of Toma’s route in Library Cross! (I miss it…)

I wanted to get them all out before the 14th, but I’ve only ever edited videos prior to this, and it was my first time subbing…it ended up being me biting off more than I could chew.

I want to get the rest of his done quickly, then get back to the novel translation.

Toma’s routes in Library Cross takes place after he and Heroine move in together in Crowd and before the 4 year time skip.

And apologies for it being so darn fast xD; I think I got better with timing the text subsequent text in latter recordings…

*I named the player/Heroine リン/Rin as a nickname of Heroine. 

If all of the Frictional fandoms had a slogan.

The Penumbra fandom, where everyone knows everyone.

The Amnesia: The Dark Descent fandom, where blue vampirish naked guys exist.

The Amnesia: A Machine For Pigs fandom, where almost no content exists, but other than that there’s humanised Engineers!

The Amnesia: Justine fandom, the only Frictional Games game that has the main character’s name in the title.

The SOMA fandom, where they put a human’s mind inside a robot’s body like they wanna make an army of terminators or something.

Longer version,

(It’s like those robots are actually going to be in a long row as the exterminate robot that from that one Doctor Who episode. Jesus.)

Febuwhump Day : 11

Prompt : Amnesia

Fandom : NA

Characters : Daniel

Whump : Amnesia

Daniel woke up feeling exhausted. As if he hadn’t gotten as much sleep as he wanted.

Opening his eyes he discovered that he was in some hospital room. Heaven’s hospital room, which meant a bed and a door, and everything being blindingly white. Why couldn’t they have chosen a different color? Green was nice.

“Daniel?”

It was some Angel or other, one that he didn’t recognize. All Angels sort of looked the same to him, all of them except for the Cherubs were just copies of one another.

“Hi,” he said, sitting up a bit.

“Good, you’re awake. What’s the last thing you remember?”

He had to think for a moment.

“I… I don’t know. What happened, why am I here?”

“You took a nasty fall… We’ll have to do some more tests, but I can say with 99 percent certainty that you have some sort of amnesia.”

“Oh.”

Heaven always was a bit blunt for his taste.

“Is there anyway I could get my memories back?”

“We doubt it.”

Daniel nodded. From what did remember of Heaven - which wasn’t much - was that they were nearly always right.

——

The Angel took a look at Daniel’s chart.

“And you’re sure he won’t remember Wendin?”

“Fairly certain. The memories have been erased, as have all records of the Angel. Daniel will be able to serve us again as if nothing had ever happened.”

“Good.”

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