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citruslullabies · 2 months
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dogday x reader where reader has hanahaki? (heavy angst, I want to cry 👍🏼)
I'm a little rusty with Hanahaki disease stuff but sure! Coming right up
Trigger warnings: blood, death, Hanahaki Disease, just the whole shabang.
Requested by: milkcookiekin
Romantic/platonic?: neutral?
Category: angst. Heavy angst.
Ship (romantic or platonic): Dogday x reader
Word count: 453
A Flowery Scent
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You hated it. You hated how much you loved Dogday, and how badly it hurt to know that he didn't feel the same. You adored his big eyes and his golden and orange fur, you loved the scent of vanilla he left on everything in his path including yourself. Vanilla was your favorite scent now.
You hated yourself for loving him, for making yourself experience the pain of flower petals growing inside your lungs and forcing you to hack them up just so you could breathe every time you thought of him and every time you were around him, it hurt so badly. Yet you couldn't blame him, he was oblivious to your feelings and your pain and it's not like he could take the pain away. It wasn't that easy.
He had a worried look in his eyes as he heard you hacking and forcing yourself to vomit with nothing in your stomach, looking up at you as he exited the bathroom with a flush to put it all down like your feelings. He spoke up softly. “Are you alright, Angel?” He asked, the petname making your heart flutter yet made it ache in pain as you held your breath to keep the petals down. “Of course, just a bit under the weather.” You brushed off.
You sat a few seats away from him, but close enough to where he wouldn't grow suspicious. The two of you talked before he sniffed the air and had an expression of puzzlement before he slowly got closer, sniffing you and blinking. “You smell.. different. Like, cherry blossoms. Are you using a new perfume?” He asked with obliviousness as your lungs tightened and swelled, yet you gulped down the feeling and chuckled dryly. “Yeah.. I thought it'd be nice to try something new. Y'know?” You cooed out softly, lying like a snake. He believed you and didn't ask further.
He wishes he did. Later that night, he was cleaning after dinner and heard you hacking again but this time in your bedroom. He grabbed a bucket with the quickness, assuming you didn't have time to make it to the bathroom to throw up. He opened the door and rushed over. “Angel, here. Are you..” his words drifted away from him as he saw the sight Infront of him, blood ruining the mattress and your clothes in heavy amounts. Your eyes cloudy with tears and your body still warm.
Vines crawling up your throat and around your face with cherry blossom petals stuffed in your mouth and face like a crime scene. He started panicking and ran towards you, picking your limp yet stiff body up as he shook you. “Angel? Angel please!”
His angel had fallen.
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Thank you for requesting!
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lavndvrr · 3 months
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GUYS HEAR ME OUT! VALGRACE HANAKI AU
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luv-4-mimis · 4 months
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I LUVVV THE HANAKI AUUUU
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thekatebridgerton · 1 year
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Hanaki Polin prompt
(Today on another episode of Polin fics I really want to read. But can't write because I lack both the time and the creativity to do them justice.)
Hanaki disease Soulmate au
The Bridgerton live in a world where Hanaki disease exists, the unrequited love illness, Whereas if you find your soulmate and don't bond with them, you automatically contract the deadly and dreaded Hanaki. Here's the catch, depending on how big or small the potential for true love is in the separated soulmates, the disease can accelerate or slow. So, some people may meet their soulmates in passing once, and live with Hanaki for the rest of their life. Some may die the next day if the bond isn't completed. Penelope is the first case, she knew Colin was her soulmate ever since she came of age. Sadly Colin does not 'see' her as anything more than his little sister's best friend.
So, since there was never anything more than 'pottential love' on his part, Penelope's Hanaki disease was slow to advance. In fact Penelope could hide it really really well for years, it's existence even emboldened her to keep writing LW on the assumption that she is going to be alone for life. She's made peace with the fact Colin will never realize she's his soulmate and that she's going to have to live life constantly inconvenienced by Hanaki. And then all of the sudden, after she reaches age 28, and gives in to ask Colin for a kiss before she retires LW and goes off to live her spinsterhood in the countryside. The Hanaki disease suddenly starts getting worse. And what Penelope thought would happen in years to come, may actually happen in a few weeks.
She doesn't understand why she's vomiting more flowers, why she keeps coughing them up more and more, it's terrible that Colin looks more and more concerned about her. She is fine! she is not...dying. She's not. Because if she were in fact dying, that would mean Colin loves her and he's just too stupid to complete the soulmate bond. Which is ridiculous because he doesn't even believe he has a soulmate!.
Bonus points if you add that Kate almost died of Hanaki in Anthony's arms because he kept denying the soulmate bond, courted Edwina and even went as far as marring Kate while insisting he wasn't capable of loving her. And Benedict had to live with an erratically advancing Hanaki for two years before he found Sophie again and have a terrible time convincing her that she was reaally his soulmate after botching everything by asking her to be his mistress.
This is not me, thinking that the worst thing that could possibly happen to Colin is to find out that he's slowly been killing Penelope for eight years and she's been letting him, because she doesn't think he will love her enough to complete a soulmate bond.
yes, I was feeling angsty with a happy ending today. you guys should write this. I am dying to read more polin soulmate aus.
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dillydallydove · 1 year
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I torture them because I love them+ Virgil
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I think some good old hanaki disease would fit this one
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sonofthemoon2 · 1 year
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i don't know who was the person that talked about mike sufferin hanahaki disease buttt you're a genius I love you.
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hawkmothdiemotte · 1 year
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It’s supposed to be like holding down the urge to cough up flowers in hanaki fics
Yes the flowers are roses because of briar
because I have a cough rn and I don’t want to disturb anyone in class or the library or something
Couldn’t be bothered with clothes
I much prefer the petals in the second one but I didn’t save them on another layer and I’m too lazy to redraw them
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boinky-spoinky · 6 months
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Hanahaki Disease: The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from unrequited love, where the patient’s throat will fill up with flower, they will then proceed to throw, and cough up the petals, (sometimes even the flowers). One of the only ways for the disease to ‘disappear’ is if, the said person returns the feeling (it can’t be resolved with friendship, it has to be genuine feelings of love). The infection can also be removed through surgery, though the feelings disappear along with the petals. If they choose nether options, or the feeling is not returned in time, then the patient’s lungs will fill up with flowers, and will eventually suffocate.
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the-legend-luci · 6 months
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Garroth with hanahaki disease
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Ver 2 :3
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Hanahaki Disease:
is an illness born from. unrequited love, where the patient's throat will fill up. with flower, they will then proceed to throw, and cough. up the petals, (sometimes even the flowers)
I LOVE TV GIRL SO FUCKING MUCH AJGSHWJWKWLGHAHJAKQ (also I did the "the blonde" because garroth is blonde I'm so clever :3)
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sketch-pencilpoint · 6 months
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Cringetober day 20 : hanaki disease
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i put time of my life into making this
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natarenas · 2 months
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RECOMENDACIONES FANFIC
MY HERO ACADEMIA
Síndrome de Supernova
Autor(a): LitaCakes
Idioma: Inglés
Resumen:
Izuku se negó a aceptar la verdad. ¿Qué sabían los médicos de todos modos? No hay absolutamente ninguna manera de que Izuku haya tenido... lo que sea que fuera este 'Síndrome de Supernova'. No había absolutamente ninguna manera posible de que su alma gemela pudiera odiarlo tanto como para estar dispuesto a dejarlo morir.
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O: El alma gemela de Izuku lo ha negado, pero Izuku aún no sabe quién es. Él va a morir si no lo descubre, entonces, ¿cómo reaccionará cuando descubra quién es realmente... y cómo reaccionará su alma gemela?
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sillyguymeow · 1 year
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whos-gab · 5 months
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hanaki disease
girassóis amarelos vem criando raizes dentro de mim há algum tempo já, mas qualquer um que olhasse de fora não diria… nem o causador dos girassóis sabia que meu corpo estava sendo tomado por eles, até que eu comecei a vomitar as pétalas.
achei que naquela noite, deitados na grama, os girassóis haviam morrido e eu estava curada, mas isso logo se provou errado; meu amor por você me faz querer viver, e esse é o problema.
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hanaki disease:
o termo hanahaki vem das palavras japonesas hana (花), que significa " flor ", e hakimasu (吐 き ま す), que significa " vomitar". vomitar flores é um dos sintomas da doença ocasionada por alimentar um amor não correspondido.
existem três estágios da doença, sendo eles:
"Sem dor sem valor”: você começa a tossir as pétalas de flores, porém não há dor alguma.
"Por favor me ame!": as flores começam a tomar conta dos seus órgãos internos, criando espinhos.
"Oh maria, como fazes para seu jardim crescer?": a morte se aproxima, as flores agora fazem parte de você. vômitos de buques inteiros se tornam comum.
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comecei a tossir pequenas pétalas amarelas quando o conheci melhor, mas não me importei. eu estava sendo correspondida, não havia como ser hanaki.
mas a tosse não parou, e quando senti espinhos perfurando meu estômago percebi que havia algo de errado. eu estava deitada do lado do meu amor quando as flores começaram a subir pela minha garganta. levantei e corri rapidamente para o banheiro; ali vomitei um girassol inteiro.
“céus, ele me ama! por que estou doente? meu amor está sendo correspondido, isso não deveria estar acontecendo.”
quando chegou o terceiro estágio eu finalmente entendi. eu estava novamente deitada ao lado dele, quando novamente senti algo subindo pela minha garganta. eram os buquês.
“por que você não corresponde o meu amor? o que eu faço de errado? o que eu preciso fazer pra que você queira estar vivo?!”
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hanaki disease:
o desfecho dessa doença pode acontecer de três maneiras:
“Felizes para Sempre!”: a pessoa doente tem seu amor correspondido, o que faz com que ela se cure.
“Valeu a pena?”: existe uma cirurgia em que as flores são removidas do corpo do indivíduo com segurança, porém levam consigo todo o sentimento e lembranças que este tinha por aquele que amou.
"Morra de amor!": autoexplicativo. a vítima da doença não teve seu amor correspondido e optou por não retirar as flores cirurgicamente, então, em uma incomparável dor, este morre de amor.
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eu não poderia, em sã consciência, querer esquece-lo, e ele não poderia, por mais que quisesse, corresponder meu sentimento.
dessa forma, estou sentindo subir pela minha garganta o que acredito ser o último lindo buquê de girassóis que conseguirei vomitar. e por mais que a dor seja incomparável, nada mais coerente para uma poeta do que morrer de amor.
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autiponi · 6 months
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OJIOV4JOIVORJOYBHJOBRJPORKVNHTRJOUTYBOIPRKBOIJYOIRJUIBH RUIIUBR
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randomalex11 · 8 months
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I FORGOT TO POST THIS IN HERE WTF
['This is not... My blood.. Why is it red?.. My blood is not... Red... Aah... Why does it hurt so.. Much..?.. Someone.. Please... Help me..!']
Welcome to the new disease a friend and I just created!
'Siren Disease'
It begins to develop at the moment the person stars to feel that their loved one is losing interest in them, starting to appear scales on the skin which are very painful. The color depends on the favorite of the person, and the shape in the personality.
They can be removed through surgery or by hand, either of which end up leaving sequelae and painful scars on the skin. The natural way to remove them is for the loved one to speak with total sincerity of their feelings to them.
Of course... If the person is not sincere, the scales may get worse, causing the person to end up in the hospital.
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