#lmk white petal au

[starrclown]

Okay, I swear I tried to line and color this. I originally went into this wanting this to be a fully colored peice so it would be more visually pleasing but I just COULDN'T. My body wouldn't do it yall. I might come back to this sketch and atcually try and make it look good but today is NOT that day.

Okay onto the atcual au. (Warning: this is LONG cause I wanna talk.)

This is basically a Hanahaki Disease au. Ya know, that flower unrequited love thing? Yeah it's that.

In this au the Hanahaki Disease is not exactly a common thing, but it's kinda like a more serious illness.

In this au Wukong catches the disease. It was slow at first, barely noticeable, but one day he was at Pigsys and he threw up a white petal. Tang diagnosed this as the Hanahaki Disease.

The strange part is that the petals are white.

Normally when you catch the disease, the flower petals will be the color of your crushes favorite color. (I got this from fanfiction. Usually in fanfiction the color of the petals are the other person's color.)

At first everyone thought it had to be someone in Wukongs past that White was their color. (Much to Macaque's annoyance.)

No one, especially Wukong, can think of who it is. It has to be someone alive and that Wukong would have some kind if feeling for.

You can also catch the disease I'd your love in unrequited. So you can catch it if your crush is inlive with another or if they don't love you back. So Wukong could be inlive with someone who loves him, or someone who doesn't, it's hard to tell.

Wukong's condition slowly would get worse. Since he doesn't know who it is (he genuinely doesn't know) he doesn't know what to do.

The disease is alot slower because Wukongs body is trying to heal itself but is being taken over by the disease, it's killing him slowly.

Mk is PANICKING. He's trying to figure out who Wukong could possibly love, someone that's alive. Usually you would go off the petal color but now they can't do that.

Macaque is panicking in his own way. He's both upset that Wukong is dying and that he doesn't know WHO Wukong is inlove with. Macaque is inlive with Wukong (obviously) and figured he could be the one to heal Wukong.

But since the petal is white and not purple, it obviously can't be Macaque.

Okay that's it. I'm gonna try and make this au more solid cause here I'm kinda spitballing.

Feel free to ask questions :)

-⭐️StarClown⭐️

[leeknow-thoughts]

୨୧ thinking about the two different versions of minho

𝝑𝝔 cw : smut (mdni), soft!Dom lee know(referred to as mommy), mean!Dom lee know (referred to as Minho), praise, mommy kink (what can I say I'm me), pet play themes, petnames, body worship, thigh riding, FREE USE, SOMNO, shower sex, mentions of poly!skz, fingering, oral, creampies, p in v, bullet point format, oral fixation, subspace, kinda somno, lmk if I missed anything!!!

𝝑𝝔 a/n : I saw these photos and literally almost sobbed he is so soft and fluffy I can't- also the Changbin Greek God!AU piece is gonna be released later today - probably this evening and let me just say y'all are in for a TREAT (that story is also gonna be NSFW so also mdni pls!!!)

oh mimo, literally the most versatile of the boys

like you have mommy and then you have minho

minho is mean, he is the one who deals out the punishments, you don't cry out for mommy when he is spanking you, you call out for minho

minho makes you choke and gag on his fat cock if you've been bad

minho spanks you until you cry

minho ties you upp to the bed and makes you watch him as he touches himself

minho makes you lick his shoes and hump his boot while you cry because his cock is hitting the back of your throat

minho is the one who makes you put on kitty ears, a butt plug with a cute white tail, and a collar and leash, he drags you around your shared apartment, and makes you sleep on a beanbag (he wakes you up in the middle of the night by stuffing you full of his cock)

minho uses you like the free use slut you are, no matter where or when as long as you're wearing that necklace that lets him know you're free use, he'll bend you over the kitchen counter, eat you out on the dinner table, stuff you full of his cock while watching a movie

minho fucks his cum into you as a reward, it's rare that Minho stuffs you full with his cum

mommy however-

mommy is sweet

mommy is the one who lets you lay your head on his lap while he gently fingers you until you're squirting all over the couch

mommy is the one who coos at you crying because his dick is hitting all those nice spongey parts inside your cunt

mommy is the one who worships your body in front of a mirror, making you watch yourself as he eats your cunt

mommy is the one who makes you ride his thigh instead of watching a movie

mommy invites his friends to come over to play with your pussy

mommy is the one who fucks you gently in the shower after a long day at work

mommy is the one who lights candles and has a trail of rose petals leading to the bedroom ready to worship your body on your anniversary night

mommy who makes you breakfast in bed on your birthday and sneaks under the covers and pulls down your sleep shorts so he can eat his breakfast

mommy is the one who calls you his good kitty while you ride his thigh

mommy also fucks his cum into you, but he does it with the promise that he is gonna give you his babies

and between mommy and Minho, you are always slipping into that nice fuzzy headspace with just a few words and soft touches

[fili-the-jester]

"Are you going to disappear?"

Summary: Ao Lie’s descendant asks him a question after they finish watching a movie.

Based in: LMK AU - Spiritual Guardian AU

Ao Lie pauses and turns his head to look at the small child nestled against his side. She wasn’t looking at him, instead she was gazing rather intently at the screen of the TV, which was now showing the ending credits.

"What makes you think that?" He says after a moment.

Her grip on his sleeve tightened, not overly so, but enough that he felt it. She’d been holding onto his sleeve of his arm, which was tucked around her, for a duration of the movie.

“The turtle in the movie,” she was now holding onto his sleeve with both hands “he disappeared and” she was looking up at him now, with those bright jade eyes “he left everyone behind.”

Ao Lie smiled softly down at her. “You think I’m going to disappear in a cloud of peach blossom petals?”

“You could!” She protested.

He exhaled softly, still keeping a calm smile on his face.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to disappear.” He reached down with his other hand and gently ruffled her hair as he had done many times before.

"But what if you do disappear?"

If he was being completely honest, he had no idea whether if at some point in the future, if he would in fact disappear, leaving her alone without him. He wasn’t even entirely sure about what kept him here to begin with. He didn’t voice any of those thoughts though, those thoughts wouldn’t help the current situation nor would they make Xiaojiao feel better.

Instead, he picked up his descendant and placed her on his lap, securely wrapping his arms around her.

“I simply won’t allow it.”

“You won’t allow it?”

He tapped her gently on the nose, with a light bop.

“That’s right.”

“You can do that?”

“I am a fierce and noble dragon prince, third son of the Dragon King of the West Sea, and the mighty White Horse Dragon. I daresay that I can do what I want.”

Xiaojiao’s eyes searched his face, as if trying to find facial evidence that he was lying to her.

After a few seconds passed, she stuck out her left pinkie.

“Dragon’s honor?”

Her expression was a serious one, or as serious as a little kid’s face could be. Her eyes were looking directly into his own, jade green meeting jade green.

Ao Lie chuckled lightly, bringing up his own pinkie to link with hers.

“I swear on my honor as a dragon, I will never disappear and leave you behind.”

[softbkg]

gardenia | t.s.

pairing : prince!todoroki shouto x fem!reader, hanahaki au

note : yay my first fic ! this didn’t turn out as good as i hoped, nd i was planning on not posting it at all. im actually not very good at angst but this idea has been stuck on my mind for a few weeks now so i just decided to write it  ゜(´Ｏ`) 

warnings : angst?, mentions of childhood abuse, infidelity, sickness, nd i think thats all ! lmk if i missed some

prince shouto todoroki did not know what love was. he did not know what love was as he observed his family. he did not know what love was as he saw the way his father treated his family. he did not know what love was as he watched his siblings play in the gardens, paying no mind to the countless bruises he acquired from training with their father. he did not know what love was as he lied in bed at night, hearing the screams and sobs of his own mother.

but he learned, learned what love was in your soft touch. everything about you was soft and soothing, and shouto couldn't help but crave it every minute of the day.

----

it was a quiet morning as the young prince walked around the village, observing how the villagers interacted with each other. and in the center of the village, he saw a small cabin with roses decorating the front. a flower shop. before he knew it, he was slowly walking towards the small shop and opening the door.

upon entering, a pair of (e/c) eyes met his own. the girl in front of him was wearing a simple dress, one that he noticed a lot of villagers wearing, a contrast to the usual extravagant dresses and gowns he often saw his mother and sister wear. on her right ear was a small white flower, and he couldn't help but notice how it complimented her eyes quite well.

----

with that interaction came a small friendship. and as days and months passed, he found himself craving your presence, coming back every single day. and soon, that friendship blossomed into something more.

as he lays in your soft embrace at night, the prince could say he finally knew what love was. with you, he could forget about everything and have a taste of the happiness he never knew he craved so much. you were his love, his darling, his everything.

and he knew you loved him too. it was evident in the way you embraced him, the way you always smiled so softly at him.

---

"shou, whats your favorite flower?" your soft voice was muffled as you had your head buried in his chest, with your arms wrapped around him while he held you close.

"gardenias. why do you ask, my love?" he asked, curiosity evident in his voice as he rubbed small circles on your bare back. giving a kiss to your forehead, he began humming a soft lullaby to lull you to sleep before he left.

muttering a small "nothing", you gave a small kiss to his cheeks before burying your face in his chest again and slowly falling asleep to his quiet humming.

---

you loved him. you loved him even as the royal family announced his marriage with the neighboring kingdom's princess. you loved him even as you watched him marry another woman, and you loved him even as you felt your heart ache every time he had to leave you.

he knew how much it hurt you. so when he sneaked away from the castle to meet you and you were nowhere to be found, he understood. and he continued to love you from afar, watching how you eventually got over him and continued living your life. everyday, he prayed to the gods to give you the life and love he knew you deserved, something he could not give you.

then came the petals. shouto was walking around the gardens, observing the roses he ordered that gardeners to plant, when he began to feel an uncomfortably tight pain in his chest. coughing up petals soon became a regular occurrence as he began to grow weaker. news spread fast of the young prince's sickness.

for weeks, he lied in his bed and cried out for his lover. he knew what it meant, he was losing her. the love he once treasured was withering. and so he cried, begging the gods to bring back everything.

coughing up petals, even full flowers, all pointed to one thing, the hanahaki disease. all researches led to only one conclusion, the young prince needed to get a special treatment if he did not want to lose his life to the disease. being the kingdom's heir, he was of course urged to take this treatment.

though weakened and barely able to walk, shouto found his way to the castle's library. there he found a book on the disease and the side effects of the treatment he was expected to receive. soft sobs left his lips as he realized what was about to happen. all he had left was the love and memories he had of you. he wasn't ready to lose any of it.

and for a moment, he entertained the idea of just losing himself to the disease if it meant he would still be able to preserve the image of you in his mind. but he remembered the way his mother cried as she learned of what was happening to her youngest child. and so he knew what he had to do.

----

a month passed and the young prince slowly regained his strength after a successful treatment. during this time, he began to spend more time with his siblings and mother.

a visit in the village, that was what his older sister suggested. she claimed a small walk around would help him recover faster.

there in the center of the village was a small flower shop, with white gardenias decorating the front. both siblings knew how much their mother loved flowers, and so they made their way to the small cabin.

upon entering, a pair of (e/c) eyes met his own.

[kinetic-elaboration]

August 1: Tattoo Parlor/Flower Shop AU

I’m probably not going to actually do one of these every single day lol but here’s at least one!

For day one of Writer’s Month 2020 @writersmonth: Tattoo Parlor/Flower Shop AU

Octavia & Jasper & Monty, Modern AU, ~700 words

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On Valentine's Day, Octavia sets out a bouquet of pink and white tulips on the countertop, next to the register, and another, of blood red roses, on the table in the back room. "They don't fit very well with the rest of your decor, do they?" Anya asks, low and bored, as she tilts her head to stare at the roses.

Octavia smiles. "Don't make me laugh, or I'll fuck up," she warns. She's touching up the tattoo on Anya's forearm, an original Octavia Blake design, while Anya sits backwards in her chair, her arms crossed against the top, as silent as ever. She's not wrong. The flowers are not of a piece with the neon lights of the tattoo parlor, AC/DC playing on the classic rock radio, Octavia's own carefully designed sleeves and ratted black jeans. But it's Anya's use of the word decor that gets to her. "They're a gift," she adds. "You didn't notice that the roses match my nails?"

Anya lifts her eyebrows, her only comment, as she glances down with disdain at Octavia's hands. "A gift?" she echoes, after a moment. "You have an admirer?"

"I have friends," she answers, carefully inking a curve across Anya's skin.

Specifically, she has the boys next door. Octavia can admit, by now, she wasn't pleased when they opened their flower shop on her street. The whole neighborhood, really going to hell. Bright colors and sweet scents and new blooming plants all year round, and the cheery new awning they put up over their window display.

But when she got into a fight with her girlfriend, and Jasper helped her put together a beautiful I'm-sorry bouquet, and she got a better look at the strange, greenhouse-warm, petal-strewn, menagerie of living oddities Monty was growing behind that gaudy WELCOME sign, she felt herself, despite herself, starting to come around. They gave her a Venus fly trap for her apartment, and invited her to dinner for each of their birthdays. She found herself, on the weekend, getting high with them on the fire escape of their apartment, while Monty talked horticulture and Jasper became distracted by the stars.

Didn't understand a damn word from either of them, but that was okay. Sometimes the stars fascinate her, too.

Now they send her gifts every holiday: floral arrangements on New Year's, St. Patrick's Day, the Fourth of July. An unexpected arrangement of purple orchids on her birthday, and, her personal favorite, spooky, ghost-like white flowers for Halloween. On Christmas, she finds a cluster of red peonies in a green pot, sitting up against her front door, protected from the snow, and it makes her smile. How the boys next door are always thinking of her.

"I owe you," she says, one day, sitting on the countertop of their store, next to a half-formed bouquet. The counter itself, and the floor, and Octavia herself, are covered in leaves and flower clippings. Jasper's tongue is caught between his teeth as he works.

"Owe us what?" Monty asks. He's watering the ferns in the window, barely glances back at her as he speaks.

"A gift," Octavia says. "In exchange for all the flowers." She smiles, devilish and sly, and flicks her gaze between them. "Have either of you ever considered getting inked?"

Jasper stops, mid-snip, and looks up at her. "Um—well—"

"No," Monty says, but he sounds so nervous, and like he is trying too hard not to sound nervous, that Octavia has to laugh.

"Not even something small?" she asks.

"Monty wants a full back tattoo," Jasper says, then, and Monty sets down his watering can and crosses his arms.

"How about a face tattoo for Jasper?”

"How about—Octavia Blake Is the Best written down your arm?" She grins, and jumps down from the countertop, the thick soles of her boots thumping down on the floor. "Just in case you should ever forget."

"Oh, I think I can remember that fine," Jasper says, the slightest break in his voice making it croak. The fine blush across his face is unaccountably cute. It makes her feel so strangely young, and gleefully happy again.

"Well, offer's always open," she answers. "In case you should ever forget."

[starrclown]

A colored sketch this time!

Eventually Wukong would realize what’s happening when the colors begin to match up. He now knows how many petals are gonna be there and who they represent. He is NOT happy about it.

Also!

Not all of Wukongs petals is romantic love. Actually only about 2 of them all. Most are platonic or familiar. This helps him because it makes him less sick but it also makes it much harder because he has to go theough a much more complicated procedure than just confessing his feelings.

Yeah he’s gonna go through ALOT in this au.

He kinda has to bring up all the issues with people he’s never talked about if he wants to get better. It’s a hard knock life man.

-⭐️StarClown⭐️

[starrclown]

For the white petal au, is it for Ao Lie? I mean he is the WHITE horse dragon and he's the only one I can imagine Wukong would be both close to and is shown to be white

Imma clarify this here because I think I have a solid idea that won’t change.

The petals aren’t supposed to represent anyone. Why they don’t represent a single person is because Wukong isn’t suffering love or unrequited love for one person.

In this Au, you can catch Hanahaki in a platonic or familiar way. As long as there’s love.

I’m trying to be creative here but I don’t know if I am.

Basically if you catch Hanahaki in a familiar or platonic way, it’s different than romantic. Romance is pretty cut and dry: Confess or die basically.

Platonic and Familiar are a bit different. Someone catches Hanahaki in those ways mostly because of feelings that were never addressed. Maybe someone was hurt by a brother or family member so they now have the Hanahaki until they either die or address the hurt and feelings.

If you catch it for a dead person, it’s because you aren’t grieving. You have to be able to let go of those feelings and except their gone or again, die.

So you are technically correct. Wukong will cough up a greenish white petal for Ao Lie. (He’ll do this when he coughs up the petals for the rest of the pilgrims)

Why he’s doing this is because he’s not grieving Ao Lies death well. He’s still tearing himself up about the fire and Ao Lies death and he’s still blaming himself. (Even tho I think to believe Ao Lie doesn’t blame him.)

So yay! You’re kinda right :D

(I hope I explained this well. I also hope this is creative. Like I wanted to put my own spin on it.)

It’s kinda complicated lol.

[starrclown]

Omg are the petals going to change color at some point? Also this must be heart shattering for macaque

OH MY GOD YOU GOT IT!

I’m being very dead serious, you are correct.

When I make more art of this au, you’ll notice how the petals change more into different colors. I called it the White Petal Au cause they start out white then change.

Believe it or not, he’s more upset that Wukong is in pain than him not being in-love with him (as far as he knows). Like he would rather them be best friends or Wukong be with someone else then Wukong be in excruciating agony because of some stupid disease.

[starrclown]

Is the person wukong caught hanahaki from(??) Someone he has known since his younger years or has he only met them recently? Like in the current show time kind of recent

He’s been around them both recently and in the past. It’s a little complicated.

[starrclown]

in regards to the white petal au, are the first batch of petals, the white ones, more of a 'call of the storm' sorta thing? For example, they don't stand for anyone in particular but hold Wukong's feelings for everyone.

Sorry if this makes absolutely no sense it's past 1am for me

Yeah! They are basically a warning for what’s to come. When they eventually turn colors is when Wukong gets ALOT more sick because then it is about all his types of love.

Basically my idea is that he’ll have three sick days kinda. Like my idea is that you basically have 9 months and every three months you’ll throw up 3 full flowers unless you’re cured. Wukong gets white petals, then colored, and he has to face his past traumas and rejection of love and then it moves on in a cycle till he is feeling better.

It’s obviously more complicated than that but you are correct.

Fun fact, it’s 6 am here and I didn’t sleep. Don’t know why, I just didn’t.

You are nailing this stuff dude, it’s crazy people like my silly aus.

[starrclown]

Oooh! So the petals are a result of Wukong’s complicated feelings for Macaque?

Not just Macque but his feelings for him definitely play a part

[starrclown]

ok so for the white petal AU I was thinking: maybe Tripitaka/Xuanzang? I know he is a reincarnation of the golden cicala so technically the petal should be golden but it could also be white.

Other guess - since Tripitaka isn't alive, then it's Macaque. The petal is white because Macaque's fur is actually white and not dark black/purple. I've just realized now-

You’re actually half right in a sense? Not in the sense Wukong is inlove with Tripitaka, absolutely not. But the petals can be for previous people.

I should clarify here that info can change cause this au is in early development so if things change that’s why.

Also, the love doesn’t have to be romantic, that’s very important.

I really should make a master post about this au when I get all the details together. But no, it’s not Tripitaka.

No it’s not Macaque (yet)

[starrclown]

Is the person Wukong’s in love with the mayor?

No, good guess tho! I’d see it if Wukong was inlove with him it would be like an icy blue color.

[starrclown]

Is it Tang? Or would those be red petals?

Not Tang either! I think those would be a golden color!