LINKDING

summary: It was one thing to know what his qi felt like in his meridians–although he didn’t know what his neili was called, only that it had a name–and to know that, if he started running his sword forms, his arms and legs would guide him where his mind couldn’t. Muscle memory felt familiar. Reliable. But this? This free-floating knowledge, not connected with any event, any memory, any movement or motion? Just facts appearing in his mind? Assertions he was supposed to accept unquestioningly as truth? With no memory of how he learned them? Nothing to prove their validity? He clenched his hand around his dao’s scabbard. There had to be a better way than this. ➤ I didn't notice the "missing scene" tag on this fic, it ends without the pov character having learned much of anything about himself or his history and relationships, because canon covers it! I'm left as in the dark as I began! ➤ if you're familiar with mysterious lotus casebook you may enjoy this fic, and if like me you're not familiar with the canon but you have fun being confused, you also may enjoy this fic! ➤ ft. two men with an ambiguous fraught-yet-intimate history between them, connecting as best they can while one of them doesn't know what's going on because of amnesia. Includes wound tending and bed sharing, and sexual interest that isn't acted upon!

Summary: <blockquote>Shen Qingqiu wakes up in his plant body after Huayue City. There is only one problem: Memory loss.</blockquote> ➤ an SVSSS bingqiu fanfic wherein sqq wakes up in his plant body with amnesia and makes a home in the small village nearby, blessing its crops ➤ lbh eventually comes through looking for his shizun, and sqq helps him ➤ trying to find the right words to describe the tone or flavour of a piece of writing can be so hard but imo that's one of the things this fic does best! it's got this like....distanced, fairy-tale, dreamy vibe that really drives home how disconnected sqq is from his life and his emotions here and it's so great ➤ (happy ending, of course!) ➤ 5k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Shen Qingqiu is amnesia-wifeplotted into forgetting the last two years of his life. Two years ago happens to be the anniversary of Maigu Ridge. The solution, of course, is papapa.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>Yue Qingyuan has one giant blindspot as a sect leader, and that's Shen Qingqiu. But now a curse has made him forget Shen Qingqiu, and that changes some things.</blockquote> ➤ I enjoyed a lot of this fic but I feel like the ending was too simple, that everything would just be perfectly fine again even after he gets his memories back. still overall worth reading though.

Summary: <blockquote>Shen Jiu loses his memories while out on a mission, and gets himself adopted into a minor sect in some obscure countryside. Five years pass before his fellow Peak Lords find him again.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>“And I said something like, ‘If you think it’s so easy, why don’t you try?’” Quan Yizhen stood up so quickly that his chair clattered over. “Yes!” he cried, hands slammed flat on the table in his excitement. “Yes, Shixiong, that’s what you said! Did you remember?!” “…No, it just…” Yin Yu stammered, unprepared for that reaction. “Isn’t that a normal way to respond?” He doesn’t think that way, Xie Lian had told him. He scrambled for a better answer, gesturing for Quan Yizhen to sit back down. How did one explain sarcasm to someone like this? / When Yin Yu returns to the world as a ghost, he’s forgotten everything about his former life. Has he been given a chance to start over again, or will the pain of the past just catch up with him?</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Your Highness,” Feng Xin says carefully, “what do you…how much do you remember?” “Clearly, he remembers enough,” Mu Qing snaps. He waves an emphatic hand. “He’s happy to see us, isn’t he?” “Ah, it’s really alright, I remember most things,” Xie Lian says, placating. “I just don’t…” His eyes skitter nervously towards Hua Cheng and then away again; the tension in Hua Cheng’s shoulders, in his entire body, stretches closer to snapping. It feels like every muscle is straining under the weight of this, like every cell in his body is rebelling against this…this horror. Still, he manages to say what Xie Lian apparently cannot: “He just doesn’t remember me.”</blockquote> ➤ yessss

<blockquote>Some parts of the past, you don't tell people about, even if it's relevant to later behavior. Not until it gets thrown in everyone's faces. A Xie Lian in a very bad headspace who wears no shackles and a Wu Ming with a fancier saber have no idea what is happening. A very different sort of Amnesia Extra</blockquote>

<blockquote>yue qingyuan is a simple farmer. he is strong, dependable, tills the fields well - that's why the old man who found him wandering the forests left the farm to him. he only knows his name because it was embroidered on the money pouch he carried. he has no idea what came before.</blockquote> ➤ seems to be abandoned unfinished, but I love what there is

<blockquote>Luo Binghe develops a gap in his memory, one that is shaped specifically like Shen Qingqiu. / “Binghe, speak to this master,” Shen Qingqiu says firmly, and Luo Binghe gives him a strange look. Shen Qingqiu can’t place it and he leans forward, intending to get closer to see better. But the hand around his wrist instantly tightens to the point where it hurts, and Shen Qingqiu lets out a squawk of pain. “Binghe—!” “Why do you keep calling me like that?” Luo Binghe returns, and Shen Qingqiu’s eyes widen at the way the words are devoid of any emotion. It is nothing though, compared to the force of what Luo Binghe says next. “Who are you?”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Jiang Cheng was getting better at controlling his outbursts. He didn’t often bother, but he wanted a good deal on the saffron silk so he bit back the first furious bellow that threatened to escape him. “He’s dead," he bit out. “At the siege at Nightless City.” He didn’t clarify which siege as old man Guo seemed to be one of the ten or so remaining people in the world who didn’t know Wei Wuxian had been the Yiling Patriarch. He expected condolences and to be honest it would be nice, just once, if someone’s response to that revelation was something other than ‘well, good.’ Jiang Cheng’s anger at Wei Wuxian burned hot and cold. Most of the time he wanted to stab him properly. Other times the thing he couldn’t forgive was Wei Wuxian tearing free of Lan Wangji’s grip. Old man Guo just blinked in confusion. “Is he?” He scratched the back of his neck. “I must have beThe Porcelain Lotus of Yunmeng - The Feels Whale (miscellea)en mistaken. Well that explains it, I suppose. I’d wondered why he didn’t recognize me.” Or: that one where Wei Wuxian doesn't die at the Siege of Nightless City and Jiang Cheng finds him first.</blockquote> ➤ series consists of: The Porcelain Lotus of Yunmeng A Place for Fury ➤ the individual stories are complete but the series is not, and it does not feel done as a narrative

<blockquote>“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan says at last. His voice is low and hoarse. “Wei Ying, what is the last thing you remember?”</blockquote> ➤ happily married post-canon wwx gets hit with a memory-loss curse and the last thing he remembers is the burial mounds. ➤ an interesting variation on amnesia where it hits /after/ the traditional get-together and happy ending, and the memories never come back but wwx figures out how to be happy in this world anyway

<blockquote>Every morning he wakes up, and forgets.</blockquote> ➤ this is soooooo good ➤ SPOILER: the premise of the fic is: "What would Xie Lian have done in the name of atoning for his regrets, and how might that have been taken advantage of."

<blockquote>“The last thing I remember, I was at Meiling. I don’t remember this ambush you’re talking about. We were fighting Da Yu. Winning.” Lin Shu scrubbed a hand across his face. “Now they told me everyone thinks I’m a traitor and if anyone sees me, I’ll be arrested and killed… it’s ridiculous. That can’t really have happened. Even if someone framed us, the Emperor would figure out we were innocent in the end.” “I’m sorry,” Jingyan said. “It’s true. The Emperor believed everything.” Lin Shu was quiet, considering. “Wait,” Jingyan said. “Who’s ‘they’?” Or, the one where a young Lin Shu shows up out of nowhere and leaves Jingyan doubting the truth of what's happened in the past twelve years--and especially doubting his closest advisor.</blockquote> ➤ ahhhhh this is mostly AMAZING. the ending feels like it's lacking something to feel like it's a proper resolution and ending point for the story, but everything up to that point is perfect. And a good ending is hard to write!

<blockquote>Summary: It’s like those pictures of two women’s faces, you know? It could also be a vase! Or an old woman–no wait, a young woman! In this case, it’s obviously a clown show. No! It’s an existentially horrifying psychological thriller-slash-nightmare! Oh, wait, actually… it’s definitely a clown show. In other words: what if Luo Binghe found the bubble where the System was hiding Shen Yuan during the five years?</blockquote> ➤ holy shit ➤ the one where lbh is able to access a dream-world bubble where sqq is trapped (as his sy self), and every time lbh accesses it, sqq's memories are reset, and lbh is able to learn a LOT from him. It's delightful and amazing!

<blockquote>Anna, and how she searches throughout the years.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Tony waved a hand at him, a hurry up motion. "Start with why you thought I'd, um, be there this morning." He blushed, which was distractingly attractive. "Because you usually are," Lee said. "You were there when I went to sleep last night and we said we'd drive in together this morning. Remember?" "No." Tony shook his head, eyes wide. "And you think I'm usually there, because you think, um…?" "We're together," Lee said. "Obviously." Tony just stared at him. "No," he said, voice somehow cracking in the middle of a two letter word. "We're not."</blockquote>

<blockquote>When Hua Cheng loses all his memories of Xie Lian, afflicted by a tricky curse, there’s only one way to get them back: Xie Lian has to get Hua Cheng to kiss him. It shouldn’t be too difficult, right? Xie Lian has a plan. --- “Greetings, Chengzhu,” Xie Lian said. “Apologies for the intrusion. Actually, I’ve been gifted to you by the heavens as a…” His voice caught. “I mean, to—” Xie Lian’s cheeks suddenly felt hot, and his palms grew damp under the rope binding his arms together. Beneath Hua Cheng’s piercing stare from above, he lost his cool. “As your,” he stammered. “Um, as—well—if you want, I’ve been sent to you as—I’m here to be your—”</blockquote>

<blockquote>(Or, Shen Jiu isn’t quite sure whose body he has stolen, but he knows for certain he isn’t going to give it back without a fight.)</blockquote> ➤ hopeful ending

<blockquote>Nothing about this dreamscape is as he’d have predicted it to be. Something strong enough to keep their Zhangmen-shixiong contained so completely and so utterly ought to have been hellish and dark, a prison of mind and body alike. Shen Qingqiu enters Yue Qingyuan's mind to break a curse. But that which holds him there might be far older indeed than their uneasily shared present.</blockquote> ➤ from a "farming au" prompt! ➤ ohhhhh boy

<blockquote>Murderbot is at a party. This is not a normal state of affairs for SecUnits. Neither is the comfy clothes or the sitting or the way the humans keep smiling in its general direction. The smiling, it suspects, will stop, if/when they realise their SecUnit has suffered some sort of catastrophic glitch and has no idea where it is or the specifics of its current assignment. So it's not going to let them find out.</blockquote> ➤ yessss

<blockquote>Shen Qingqiu opened his arms, but Binghe didn’t run to him. Instead, he hesitantly took a single step forward. “Teacher, I have a question for you.” “Of course, Binghe,” Shen Qingqiu said. “Anything.” Binghe was such a diligent student. “I’m,” Binghe began. He seemed to lack his usual confidence lately. “Teacher, what if I wasn’t dead?” / Shen Qingqiu’s very normal, very dead disciple Luo Binghe has been visiting him in his dreams. And there’s been a surge in demonic activity. And all of his disciples think he’s losing it. He’s coping. </blockquote> ➤ fun vibes

<blockquote>Local Transmigrator Gets Reverted To His Eighteen-Year-Old Pre-Transmigration Self, Thinks He's Been Kidnapped By Perverts With A Cosplay Fetish</blockquote>

<blockquote>There’s a weight on his head, there and gone so fast that Shang Qinghua blue screens when he recognizes it as Mobei Jun’s hand and nearly misses what he says. Did Mobei Jun just pet his head? Hello, System? More error noises. Hello, anybody!??!?!?</blockquote>

<blockquote>[compilation of my amnesiac sqh threadfic from twitter!] amnesiac shang qinghua fic where he loses all his memories, wanders back to his peak lord house, finds mobei-jun angrily lounging on his bed, and wildly misunderstands their relationship.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Shen Qingqiu gets hit by an amnesia wife plot that selectively erases Luo Binghe from his memories. Luckily, the cure is simple: Luo Binghe just has to make him fall in love all over again.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Luo Binghe wakes up in the wilderness with no memories and an equally beautiful and equally amnesiac man next to him. Knowing only that he's married, he 100% absolutely correctly identifies who his husband is on the first try. A+ work Binghe.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Have you heard of Wei Wuxian?" someone bellows. It's a teenager with a microphone, the speakers loud and obnoxious above his head. "Come join the Yiling Wei sect and earn the opportunity for her to teach you personally!" He has a stall and everything. There's another teenage boy with him, handing out leaflets. Wei Ying pulls her hair down to cover the sides of her face and walks up. "Hey! Are you interested in demonic cultivation?" asks the kid brightly. He grabs a leaflet off the stall and thrusts it at her. "Uh, I don't really know a lot about it," Wei Ying says, "but you said Wei Wuxian could personally teach me?" / Aka the casefic where someone is impersonating Wei Wuxian and has founded a sect, or possibly a cult, or possibly a multi-level marketing scheme, in her name. Aka the wlw mlm fic.</blockquote> ➤ the one where xy founds the yiling Wei sect pretending to be wwx

<blockquote>Laurence has amnesia, and is apparently a member of the Aviator Corps. But at least not all the news is bad - apparently it's legal for women to join!</blockquote> ➤ where Laurence is a woman who has been pretending to be a man

<blockquote>it would be neat if sometime post-canon zzs fucked up his recreational memory-altering drug use and wkx woke up the next morning to mid-tianchuang!zzs, to everyone’s extreme distress</blockquote>