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mistergreatbones · 7 months

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Crackfic idea: all the bats with brain injuries/brainwashing get magic’d back pre-recovery

Bruce has amnesia and forgot he’s Batman, Ric Grayson is back, Cass is evil again, Jason’s in his post-reincarnation catatonic state, Tim is Joker Jr., Babs has been Brainiac’d, and everyone has a concussion.

#leo says shit #batfamily #batfam #bruce wayne #ric grayson #joker jr #jason todd #tw brainwashing #tw brain damage #barbara gordon

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liminal-station · 2 months

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clunkerbunker · 4 months

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wasn’t there that one htf episode where Giggles hit her head on a mailbox and her brain falls out?

And she’s still alive after that?????

#HOW #htf #happy tree friends #htf giggles #tw brain damage #tw g0re #i think

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courtneygacha · 8 months

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Sunflowers pt.3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4

Tw: Memory loss, hospital, brain damage

The conference room was dead quiet for a while. The last paramedic Caretaker talked to before Whumpee was whizzed off to the hospital said they’d call them when Whumpee was allowed to have visitors.

It had been 4 days later and the team heard nothing.

Caretaker wanted two things that week: Whumpee to live and Whumper to be caught. And Whumper had been caught. The officers that chased them shot them in the leg and had them arrested. But what good was it if Whumpee wasn’t alive.

“They’re inconsolable…” Teammate One said during a private conversation.

“Can you blame them? Caretaker loves them so much… I’d feel the same way.” Teammate Two had replied.

They then walked into the conference room and saw Caretaker on the phone.

“We’ll… we’ll be there soon.” They said before hanging up.

Oh no… Teammate One thought. “Caretaker? Who was that?”

Caretaker’s voice and face had no expression. “It was the hospital.”

Teammate Two let out a little gasp. “Are…Are they-?”

“They didn’t say anything about Whumpee’s status, just that they needed to see us.” Caretaker said gravely.

This can’t be good…

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Caretaker waited nervously for someone to talk to them. Teammate One and Two went in a different car to get flowers for Whumpee, in case they were awake. They also left Caretaker alone because they knew they’d need a moment with Whumpee by themselves.

After what felt like an eternity of waiting, a nurse finally approached them.

“Are you Caretaker ______?” They asked.

Caretaker was startled by the voice as they tuned everything out and got lost in their thoughts.

“What-? Uh, yes. I’m them.” They spoke eventually.

“Okay, you must be here for Whumpee then?” The nurse said.

Caretaker did not miss a beat. “Are they alive?”

The nurse nodded.

“Oh thank god!” Caretaker cried.

“There’s bad news though…” The nurse said. She took a breath and continued, “Whumpee woke up briefly and we did some MRI scans on their head.”

And…?

“Whumpee has suffered quite some brain damage and with that, has no memory of… hardly anything.”

Oh. Oh no…

“D-Does that mean-?” Caretaker whispered.

“They hardly know who they are, Caretaker. I, unfortunately, doubt they remember you.”

Caretaker’s eyes trailed to the ground. The tears started pouring. They don’t remember me, they don’t remember me…

They blinked and they were in the room with a sleeping Whumpee. Their head was wrapped in a gauze, along with some parts of their arm that probably got injured.

Caretaker stared into Whumpee’s unconscious face. They took their hand, felt their fingers twitch, and saw their eyes open.

“Whumpee?” Caretaker whispered. They hoped, they prayed, that Whumpee would at least recognize their face.

“…Who are you?” Whumpee said.

Caretaker was speechless. They didn’t know what to say. They just let go of Whumpee’s hand and cried.

Taglist: @whumpy-whump-fanfics @whatwhumpcomments @bookbutterfly9

#whump #whump writing #whumpblr #tw memory loss #tw head injury #tw hospital #tw brain damage

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lore-gore · 4 months

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Endless Nightmares Chapter 1

A Dream Within a Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!

And, in parting from you now,

Thus much let me avow:

You are not wrong who deem

That my days have been a dream;

Yet if hope has flown away

In a night, or in a day,

In a vision, or in none,

Is it therefore the less gone?

All that we see or seem

Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar

Of a surf-tormented shore,

And I hold within my hand

Grains of the golden sand--

How few! yet how they creep

Through my fingers to the deep,

While I weep--while I weep!

O God! can I not grasp

Them with a tighter clasp?

O God! can I not save

One from the pitiless wave?

Is all that we see or seem

But a dream within a dream?

Edgar Allan Poe

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There were so many missing posters hung up that you couldn't even see the fence.

They covered the chain link, overlapping, blanketing it in melancholy.

A breeze whistled past like an eerie tune, causing them to flutter.

MISSING

Name: Low Ingram Cuervo

Date of Disappearance: [Last Year]

Gender: Male

Age: 10

Description: Average height with a thin build. Dark skin. Black eyes. Brown afro styled in wicks. Last seen wearing a tan shirt, grey shorts, and a red and blue bracelet around his right ankle.

MISSING

Name: Mono Hyun

Date of Disappearance: [This Year]

Gender: Male

Age: 10

Description: Short with a thin build. Pale skin. Brown eyes. Short brown hair with bangs. Last seen wearing a khaki trench coat, a brown button up shirt and brown pants.

MISSING

Name: Six Volkovich

Date of Disappearance: [This Year]

Gender: Female

Age: 9

Description: Short with a thin build. A bit underweight. Pale skin. Blue eyes. Black hair styled in a bob with bangs. Last seen wearing a yellow raincoat with a pointed hood.

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The night she disappeared, Six dreamed of eyes.

Hundreds of giant eyes, fixing their gaze upon her.

And as she dreamt, she sank into the mattress.

She sank and sank, and then:

She was gone.

-

Six woke up with a gasp.

At first she thought she was dreaming. But then she felt the hard ground beneath her, the cold wind that chilled her bones through the yellow raincoat she always wore, even to bed. It was her comfort item, but right now it brought no comfort.

She stood up and looked around, taking in the grey leaning buildings, seemingly collapsing into each other from the weight of their loneliness.

She began to search for help, hoping someone would stumble upon her and take her back home. And just as it began to rain, she saw a figure in the distance.

She began to run towards them, opening her mouth to call for help-

It died in her throat.

This person was larger than any person she had ever seen before. He was clad in a trenchcoat and hat, but that wasn't what made her stomach turn. His face was melting. Dripping down his torso in fatty strings.

He took a menacing step towards her, boots thudding on the concrete.

Six quickly spun on her heel, fleeing from this monstrousity. Rotting buildings blurred in her vision as ran, feet slapping against the wet ground. She had no idea where she was going, all she knew was that she had to get away from him.

And then, she slipped.

Her head cracked against the concrete, blood spilling from her forehead. She crumpled on the ground, the world going black. The figure closed in, and like a rabbit, she had been caught.

Chapter 2:

Endless Nightmares Au:

General Headcanons for Au:

Explanation for Last Names:

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anarcho-masochist · 5 months

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I think that all of my mental illnesses that aren't DID or ASPD are inconvenient and should just go away.

OCD especially. It's not needed. It just makes me incredibly paranoid about three niche topics that don't make sense to worry about but I do, to such an extent that if I think about it a little too much (willingly or not) the thoughts will not leave me for days and I will come to the conclusion that I simply need to hang myself.

The thoughts themselves include that, it isn't just their persistence. It's a whole pathway of thoughts really that I'm extremely familiar with. It's happened so many times that I should know how to shut it off by now. I can do that with anything else but this particular niche topic I have to kill myself over, it won't leave my mind nor can I stop feeling anything towards it. It's like being in an escape room where no matter what you try there simply isn't a solution. It's the one category of intrusive thoughts that I don't have anything I can do to make me feel better about it.

Like when I'm thinking about ghosts (or sometimes other entities) reading my thoughts, I know that's irrational, half of the time I can simply stop caring about it even if I can't stop thinking about it, and the other half of the time I have a ritual I can do "so that the ghosts can't read my thoughts" (I know). The ghost thing is a pretty mild one, and on top of that it's easy to be aware of how silly the concern is. (Due to certain things, I believe in ghosts, I just have no reason to assume they can or would read my thoughts, and even less reason to assume they'd care about the contents, since if they did hear thoughts by default, they would be used to hearing weird and horrible things.)

Anyways. This is not ghosts, I'm sick right now, which is so much worse.

In theory I'm not really worried about disease or dying from a disease, it's more a very hyperspecific concern about how a disease can affect the brain (through whatever means, direct like rabies or more indirect like a respiratory disease causing hypoxia which is severe enough to cause brain damage).

Now, I'm fine. I know this. But part of the thoughts is that I might not be aware that I'm not functioning correctly, or that it would be really subtle at first. This is why sometimes I'll be completely well but I'll make one (1) minor error and it will trigger horrible intrusive thoughts to the point where I really can't mask my distress completely and I have to hope no one noticed and make some excuse to leave so I can slice up my skin and claw at the wounds in private. I usually love pain and cutting but this is distinctly an Unfun variety. I haven't done that yet tonight...but that's probably about to change. Unless I kill myself, of course. By avoiding opportunities for errors by staying in bed and maladaptive daydreaming I haven't made any (and my thoughts are as they should be) so I'm Fine, I'm objectively fine, I'm just slightly sick.

OCD has got to be one of the most distressing and inconvenient psychological manufacturing defects. I'd rather have an irrepressible desire to kill or something like all the terrible fictional depictions of "insanity." It would be easier.

#tw disease #tw brain damage #tw mind reading #tw intrusive thoughts #tw ocd #tw sui talk #tw sh #tw cvtt1ng #(god I hate that I have to censor trigger warnings on this site or risk deactivation)#mental illness #intrusive thoughts #maladaptive daydreaming

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lloyds-department · 1 year

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THE FIRST ONE.. the person w the plum coloring and no name attached

Ahhh, Dr. Briana Danson

okieeee

Dr. Danson is a therapist. She is 79 [looks great for her age], Puerto Rican, panromantic, asexual, and she finds that cats are good company.

Now she's very funny but as she is an old woman, she experienced some rather unsavory things, as she grew up in the 40s and 50s.

At 14 with her first "husband" [arranged child marriage, for wealth] had her uhhhh lobotomized. In no nicer terms. This procedure was horribly botched and the doctor performing her procedure severely damaged multiple parts of her brain which left her something of an emotionless husk. That husband left her, and while she learned to talk, eat, pretty much function, that part of her brain is fully fucked.

Now I know its ironic that a woman who can't experience emotions went into a profession that centers around how people feel, but she feels its her way to have people explain to her how things feel since she cannot experience that.

She married a second time to a lovely lady she met on vacation, unfortunately this lady contracted a rather nasty sick and passed away.

Briana is currently married to her second wife and third spouse, who is named Jane. Dr. Danson has three sons, all of which were adopted. She's a grandmother AND great grandmother.

Dr. Danson makes a lot of brain and mind jokes. She off-handedly mentioned she was lobotomized [she prefers to call it this] and during their conversation, her client said

"well, I feel like because of the...you probably don't like me mentioning it."

"The lobotomy?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Ohh, I don't mind?" :]

She has a sense of humor that the gods would appreciate. She lives a healthy life in a job that she does...shockingly well in.

I love her to bits

#lloyds meowing #roxy the whole damn stage #tw lobotomy #tw brain injury #tw brain damage #tw child endangerment

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littleshadowprince · 4 months

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Tw head injury and health stuff

My daddy is good, here's some reasons why

Ever since I got my most recent concussion and we had a big grown up talk about things, my daddy has been babying me and taking care of me so much more. He won't stop telling me how proud his of me and how much he loves me at every turn.hes smothering me in affection and cuddles and not only helping me with things I'm struggling with but encouraging me to do things myself but in the way a caregiver is supposed to do 💙

I have increased brain damage now and it's making thinking really hard and I feel small and helpless much more often because of it. He still is loving me through all of it even on our rough days. I'm gonna make a few more posts of the special things he did for me to help me but I love him so much.

I'm gonna be a lot more age regressed, and mentally regressed as well because of this and idk when or if I'll ever be back to my old "normal" but I'm being supported and cared for by my daddy and he's taking such good care of me

#agere #brain damage #tbi #post concussion syndrome #tw brain damage #tw brain injury #brain injury #health talk #personal #cglre #age regression #boyre #head injury #tw head injury #tw concussion #concussion

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wilteddreamsofbaldursgate · 3 months

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I’m a fierce believer and defender of Smooth Brain Astarion (affectionate).

I love that, if left to his own devices, he ends up dead in a ditch. I love that this pasty menace of an elf is a walking disaster. I love that his brain produces one coherent thought per day, only to have it backfire on him later on. I love that his first choice in freedom is to unapologetically be the worst version of himself. Because it makes sense.

That’s what abuse and trauma do to your brain—they fuck with it.

And in Astarion’s defence, the man didn’t have to use his brain for nearly 200 years—it’s probably the very thing that kept him as alive as he can be; to survive 200 years of pure shit.

And what use is his brain when his days and nights are dictated by someone else for as long as he can remember? When he has no say in what clothes he wears. When he doesn’t get to choose what or when to eat. When his body and mind aren’t his own, distorted by torture and hunger and self-loathing, forced to obey his vampiric master. Why use his brain when his survival depends exclusively on his abuser’s whims?

Astarion could’ve come up with the most brilliant plan possible to escape Cazador or save a mark from their doom, but he never stood a chance of succeeding—which doesn’t mean that he didn’t get punished for trying (or even thinking about it) anyway.

Existing under Cazador was a game he couldn’t win, so why bother playing?

And it’s only by chance that Astarion’s autonomy is returned to him literally overnight. It’s only natural that he’s overwhelmed by his newfound freedom. How is he expected to make sound decisions when he can’t even recall a time when he could do and say as he pleased?

Of course Astarion is a walking disaster when he finds himself on that beach after the Nautiloid crash—and he’s fully aware of that! That’s why it’s so crucial for him to get on the player’s/other companion’s good side.

He’s self-aware enough to be so insecure about himself that he would rather trust a stranger’s capabilities than his own.

Being a catastrophe of a person is part of Astarion’s character journey. Not only does he have to reclaim his personhood, he has to learn how to depend on his own brain again and I think that's such a painfully beautiful, important message Baldur’s Gate 3 sends.

Because healing isn’t pretty. Nor is it easy.

You’re not alright the moment you’re free of whatever horrors you had to live through—and that’s ok! There’s time and room for you to adjust.

And the moment Astarion feels more or less safe within his new environment, when he’s fed and treated like a person worthy of respect and consideration, his insights, skills and perception are crucial assets to the group.

Astarion knows his art and literature, and although his little remarks are unhinged at times, he's genuinely witty. Even his objections are, considering the circumstances, absolutely legitimate.

Personally, I love seeing Smooth Brain Astarion become more and more secure in his judgement the more Tav/other companions trust and support him.

Astarion is smart, his brain’s just been stewed for nearly 200 years.

#baldur’s gate 3 #bg3 #baldur’s gate iii #astarion #astarion ancunin #bg3 astarion #astarion headcanons #smooth brain astarion I will defend you until you can do it yourself #trauma can give you literal brain damage #of course he's a little eccentric #tw: trauma #tw: abuse #smooth brain astarion

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frownyalfred · 27 days

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imagine how smart Bruce would be if he didn't get hit in the head all the time. "Lex Luthor is the smartest man on Earth--" "Tony Stark is--" right but if Bruce is holding his own up there AND he's been playing fast and loose with TBIs for a few years, that ranking is flawed.

#fun fact #if you're smart enough before getting some TBIs #the damage isn't even measurable bc your brain makes up for a lot of the injury #so all the tests basically say oh well you're prob fine?#bruce wayne #batman #dc #tw discussion of injuries #tw injury #lex luthor #tony stark #dc comics #Bruce: gets another concussion #leslie throwing her hands up: he's probably gonna be fine

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evilvvithin · 6 months

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BRAIN DAMAGE 1988, dir. frank henenlotter

#brain damage 1988 #brain damage #horroredit #horrorsource #junkfooddaily #filmedit #dailyflicks #horrorfilmgifs #classichorrorblog #userscary #usercy #userhorroredits #userfilm #useramz #mari.gif #tw flashing

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chrisbangs · 8 months

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BANG CHAN — S-Class (특) KCON LA (230821)

#chan #bang chan #stray kids #skz #createskz #cb97net #bystay #*gifs #*m #flashing tw #his shots were so bad for this so i took the only one that was nice n made huge gifs bc i have brain damage <3 #also i love this colouring and couldnt let it go to waste :/

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audhdnight · 5 months

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OH MY FUCKING GOD

Seriously this has opened my eyes to something that I honestly feel like I already suspected because there is SUCH an emphasis on “teaching them while they’re young” and not turning them out into the world until they are “past the point of no return” like this is why Christian fundamentalists hate college so much, because at that age people are still capable of reversing the damage (at least, a hell of a lot easier then they are at say, fifty). The prefrontal cortex doesn’t finish developing until around 25, so if an indoctrinated teenager goes to college at 18 and begins to see reality, they are much more likely to leave the church than someone who is sheltered from the world until they’re 30.

(Side rant: This is also why it’s so frustrating to talk to Christian adults who seem to be genuinely incapable of thinking logically. It explains a phenomenon that I noticed a long time ago: when speaking to relatives, I attempted to show them that they didn’t actually agree with, let’s say for the sake of the example, capitalism. I would bring up all their complaints with our current system and demonstrate how each one is a facet of capitalism. I was able to get them to agree to each individual point, but when I tried to put them all together as a whole, the person (usually my grandpa) would revert back to “okay the system is flawed but it still works” even though we just spent an hour discussing how it doesn’t work, actually. They are incapable of putting multiple pieces together and viewing them as one whole.)

I remember so clearly growing up the sermons on Proverbs 22:6 (Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it) and the pastors stirring up panic about public school and colleges stealing our children’s faith and poisoning their minds. I remember how afterwards all the parents exclaimed how their children would never go to college, that this is why they homeschooled, that this was yet another reason why young men should go straight into the work force and young women should immediately get married and become baby making machines. I vividly remember the panic over statistics of how many people leave the faith in college and how it was so much higher than the numbers of essentially any other group.

Fundamentalists worst fear is reality. They do not want their children to have any exposure to any rhetoric besides their own, unless it is presented disingenuously by apologetics teachers. Everything is filtered and twisted and watered down to keep us “safe” from reality.

This is literally how cults operate. Fundamental Christian evangelicalism IS A CULT

This is also why they target vulnerable groups, because like the OP mentions, people who have damage to their prefrontal cortex are much more likely to fall for indoctrination. This is why you see Christian “outreach groups” in homeless shelters and rehabilitation programs and hospitals. This is targeted and it is malicious. Even the “good Christians” who really do want to actually help people are upholding this system that actively harms vulnerable groups.

#religious trauma #brain damage #tw religion #religious deconstruction #tw christianity #exvangelical

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thewiglesswonder · 1 year

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So Shamura says some very interesting things about Baal and Aym in the DLC...

#they didn't want Narinder to be LONELY #AFTER THEY AND THEIR SIBLINGS IMPRISONED HIM #AND SAID CAT RIPPED THE TOP HALF OF THEIR HEAD OFF AND GAVE THEM AN UNDISCLOSED AMOUNT OF BRAIN DAMAGE #CARE WAS THE THING THAT PIERCED THAT FOG #FUCK DUDE #my art #cotl #cult of the lamb #shamura #bishop shamura #baal cotl #aym cotl #blood tw

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bamsara · 10 months

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ok no yeah i hate human hormones and body chemicals actaully because the anxiety caused some physical symptoms and i had muscle spasms and speech problems for 30ish minutes and i havent had a Moment™️ like that in like 6 months, i think this game is rigged

also, i should stop drinking caffeine. again. attempt 2# at quitting caffeine i believe in us

also 2x i want to art stream. i want to draw. i will force this body to my will

#i havent had any brain damage shit in a while i was just chilling man #at least its not a daily hourly thing like it used to be in the start bruh idk how i handled that shit #anyway i have heating pad and chugging water #and the numbness is subsiding #i need to draw my ocs and also sun n moon and also commission #sara shush #sorry for the word ramble #tw health issues

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happyfoxx-art · 2 years

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Aftermath 16- tw/ depiction of a seizure, blood, we seein' dee's messed up shell again. Sorry Donnie, you can't just get your nervous system screwed up by an alien spaceship and not have consequences.

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