#i <3 hanahaki

[therealestgalthereis]

Every little while I get obbsessed with one of two things; Yandere aus, and Hanahaki aus What is it this time? BOTH. My undying obbsession for yandere aus has remained, along with my resurfacing interest with the Hanahaki trope! So buckle your asses up and get ready for x readers of BOTH

[dizzybevvie]

You're the sunflower/I think your love would be too much

[coalitiongirl]

Regina cuts her off, her stomach roiling. “You talk about me with Henry?” Emma shrugs. “You come up sometimes. He really does care about you. And I think you care about him.” “You think?” Regina demands, and her fists tighten. “You think?” Emma turns away from her, focuses on Henry on his swing. Regina follows suit, letting the sight of him calm her. He’s going higher and higher, and he kicks off his shoes when he’s at the top of the swing, sending them flying across the playground. It’s so normal, so much like a scene from a year ago, before everything had fallen apart. “I wasn’t sure,” she says. “I didn’t know if you…if you saw him as something to have. Or if you really loved him.” Regina seethes. Something in her chest withers and dies. She’s furious. She isn’t hurt, because she will never give Emma Swan the power to hurt her again. “This town still stands only because Henry is inside of it. And you think that I don’t love him?” Emma doesn’t respond to the threat, which had been stupid and will set Regina’s time with Henry back again, she’s sure. “You didn’t kiss him. When he was…after he ate that turnover. You didn’t even try to kiss him awake.” Regina had sat in the hospital room and wept, had felt the world falling apart around her, and no, she had not kissed Henry as Emma had. How arrogant it is, to believe that a kiss can work magic. How privileged it is for the laws of the world to break only for you. “I am no Charming,” she spits. “I don’t get beautiful fairytales, and I don’t expect them. Forgive me for being a realist.” Emma is silent. When Regina turns, Emma is watching her again, and there is a lingering something in her eyes. Not quite pity, not quite sorrow. But understanding, and Regina hates seeing it more than anything else. Hates the way that her heart leaps, and the next few breaths hitch and don’t emerge right.

[sracha]

Rosebird Week ‘24 Day 6: First & Last Kiss 🌹🥀

[dseval]

The warm up that feels like it took too long to be a warm up... So, I decided to rush through the limbs. Which is why it looks ass.

Anyway. It's... Hanahaki, like, flowers in the ribcage if you can't tell (It looks like organs instead ahaha...) I am firm believer of any ship Murder is in, it should be unrequited on Murder's side. Like, it just tickles my brain in a certain way...

Murder/Dust Sans by Ask-Dusttale

[gomzdrawfr]

Honestly sunflowers would be so freaking painful to have

[faetima]

Hi!! Can I please request a hanahaki fic with blade? I'm not sure if you've written for him though!

Also, please take some breaks! You've written a lot of fics lately, you might get overworked 🤍

𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. .

. .hanahaki just had to put you through fucking hell, didn't it?

// tws ; lil bit of cursing, blood ; gn reader ; modern au, hanahaki au

a/n: OH MY GOD ANON YOURE LITERALLY THE SWEETEST ILYSM OMOGMOGO

i will be writing a part two to this.. soon enough :3

you couldn't do anything about this stupid disease anyways, so what was the point of even trying?

you heaved up clusters and clusters and clusters of ugly bright red petals, their sickly sweet scent making its way up to your nose. you felt so fucking nauseous and dizzy. the fragrant miasma of flowers overwhelmed you. you wanted to vomit or cry or die or anything but cough up these dumb stupid flowers.

the flowers flopped onto your floor--your newly polished floor-- ungracefully, covered in slick mucus and freshly coated in splatters of blood. they smeared the previously pristine tiling with blood, the iron stench of it mixing with the flowers and filling up the entire room. you just wanted the disease to kill you already. if it was going to either way, why make you suffer?

after what felt like hours and hours and hours and hours of coughing and heaving and choking, the flowers finally stopped fucking coming. you took shaky shallow breathes, trying to ground yourself.

your palms stung, and you looked down to realize you had been digging your nails into the palms of your hand almost strong enough to draw blood.

your gaze trailed up to the stupid fucking flowers.

upon closer inspection, you realized they were spider lilies. red ones.

his favorite flowers.

too bad you hated them.

--

his eyes were the same exact color of the flowers you had just coughed up.

blade sat two seats in front of you and one to the right, and whenever you saw him you couldn't help but wonder why you had fallen for him.

he was always so indifferent and cold. sure there might've been something warmer under his icy exterior, but you weren't the type of person to go dig through someone's cold attitude just to find out what they were actually like.

but some days you wished you knew what was under that cold front of his.

--

you were getting worse.

you'd barley come out of your room to stretch your legs or go to the bathroom or even eat.

the spider lilies were killing you from the inside out. of course you had to have hanahaki for someone who probably hated you, if he even knew you existed, that is.

and, on top of that, out of all flowers, the ones you coughed up had to be toxic.

if just hacking up the flowers was bad, the nausea they caused because of being toxic was worse. you couldn't even go five minutes without feeling abdominal pain and nausea.

ugh.

--

blade swallowed hard.

why did he feel like this? why did his heart beat so fast when this random ass person passed by?

he gritted his teeth.

"kafka," he grumbled, barley glancing in her direction.

kafka glanced up from her book, setting it down elegantly and tucking a strand of mauve hair behind her ear, adjusting the tinted glasses sitting atop her head in the process.

"yes, bladie?" she grinned a little, and blade could only groan in irritation.

"who's that?" he muttered, gesturing towards the person he had been thinking about earlier.

"why?" kafka mused. "you've never been interested in learning others' names before now. what's changed?"

"nothing," he muttered gruffly, crossing his arms across his chest. his ears felt hot and his heart was beating faster and he was getting butterflies and he didn't know why.

kafka grinned, eyes glinting with amusement.

"ooh, i think someone has a crush."

"no."

"okay, let's go talk to them then bladie."

"no!"

"why not? is it cause you like them?"

"..fine. let's go talk to them."

--

your head fell forward a little. another sleepless night of coughing up flowers didn't bring you any good.

suddenly, your eyes snapped open.

was that.. blade? walking towards you? with kafka?

no, it probably wasn't. you were probably just sleep deprived and hallucinating or something.

but then you smelt the strong and unmistakable scent of anise, too real to be your imagination.

[tennessoui]

'do you specifically like former padawans? i think i could offer mine, she’s adventurous, she’d wear a wig if we asked nicely. ' - lolllllllllll

quinlan, earnest: she was never much of an actor but maybe like we could get mace windu to act out skywalker's lines, you know, real singing in the rain type shit, so it feels natural

obi-wan, aghast and mortified in some upper levels bar: please just let me die

quinlan, matter of fact: not without trying everything else first

[legendspeaker]

Soo... LeshyLamb am I right?

[justcommander]

"love"

[night-hunter34]

Familiar Hanahaki Branch Au from @sarilolla| Please read this it's amazing ~

[mochiiniko]

part 2

[kotaromita]

He's empty without all the feelings they cause to blossom in his chest!

Kotaro Mita x Vivid BAD SQUAD piece.

Symbolism and transparent version below.

The flowers all represent Vivid BAD SQUAD (and by association the other contributors to RAD BLAST.) The flowers chosen are the ones from the character's 2022 birthday cards.

Kohane: Persian buttercups and Iceland poppies

An: Coreopsis and larkspurs

Akito: Elatior begonias and lemon flowers

Toya: Buttercups, pansies, and yuzu flowers

The flowers are inside Kotaro's chest both as a nod to hanahaki disease (a fictitious ailment resulting from unrequited love that causes flowers to fill the lungs) and to symbolize that Vivid BAD SQUAD are as invaluable as the lungs and heart to Kotaro (that meaning he would be unable to live, and by extension sing, without them.)

His body is falling apart (the spine is cut leaving him severed in half) and his insides are hollow and exposed, further amplifying the message that Vivid BAD SQUAD are the people who pieced him back together and filled the empty spaces in him. For example, the way they (namely Akito) helped him solidify his resolve to surpass RAD WEEKEND after almost giving up music in entirety.

His tears and the hearts, flowing like music is often represented visually as, are the signature colors of the Vivid BAD SQUAD members, and the petal in Kotaro's mouth is the signature color of the unit as a whole.

The song lyrics on the left side are to Joyfulthought by Mom, a song I associate with Kotaro's feelings toward Vivid BAD SQUAD, although namely Akito.

This drawing took about 10 hours, but over half of that was spent on the flowers!

[residentmara]

i like wings

[dgcakes]

Series: Fire Emblem Three Houses

Pairing(s): Ferdinand von Aegir/Hubert von Vestra

Rating: G

Chapter: 1/1

Important Tags: Hanahaki Disease, Non-Traditional form of Hanahaki Disease, PoV Switching

Ferdibert Week 2024 - Day 4 - Hanahaki

Summary:

Ferdinand has a chronic condition he has been keeping to himself for some time, but after he begins studying certain topics at the academy, it begins to worsen. Hubert accidentally discovers a certain noble's secret flower problem as it increases in severity. Against the backdrop of the brewing and building war, there is only so much either can do about it.

[ashestoashes7]

For @allforthegore Day 28: Plant/Flower Gore and also as prequel art for my fic Forget Me Not