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abyssal-ali · 1 year

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look at those flowers that look like you

Pairing: Jasonette

Rating: T

WC: ~2.6k

A/N: Hanahaki AU of my Reputation AU.

Includes prompts for days 8-13 (May 10, 12, and substitute quote 1 are the quotes used, and May 8, 9, 11, & 13 are the flowers used).

Title from snow flower by V of BTS (ft. Peakboy)

I've read a couple hanahaki fics but not many, and this is my first time writing one, so I hope it's okay.

Spoilers for Reputation 'Verse: It's not stated (and I haven't gotten that far in Reputation 'Verse), but Tikki is a Symbiote with Mari, and Plagg is a cat (he's sentient. I'm not saying why bc spoilers, but he can talk and judge Mari's dismal relationship status.)

Todd is Mari's nickname for Jason and he calls her Snow.

Mari is very heavily emotionally repressed from dealing with Hawkmoth (shocker, Jason is the emotionally literate one), so she acts a bit differently here.

They're in Paris, Jason is having a kind of gap year from the Bats and Mari moonlights as Noire Chance (I daren't say more lest I spoil RV.)

If you see plot holes...no you don't♡

Enjoy!

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Noire Chance whipped through the cool air, laughter bursting from her lips as she narrowly evaded her pursuer. By using her smaller size and flexibility to her advantage, she sprung off the wall corner and doubled back, using the precious few seconds she had gained to increase the gap between her and Red Hood.

However, Hood had more mass and force behind him, causing him to catch up to her quickly, snagging a gloved hand around her waist and jerking her back to his chest as he swung them up to a taller rooftop.

“Got you, Snow.”

She pouted but didn’t pass up the chance to be trapped by his sturdy body, keeping the resistance to a minimum.

“And I believe that makes it 4:3 escapes this week, in my favour. I would like to collect my winnings in the form of a homemade meal and baking,” said Hood proudly.

She rolled her eyes but acquiesced with minimal grumbling.

They headed off in separate directions for their respective residences, patrolling over for the night.

~~~~~

Marinette had a long hot shower to unwind and relax, planning on taking the weekend off for once. The heat and steam eventually made breathing difficult, so she got out and dried off. Hopefully, she wasn’t coming down with something.

She dressed in her favourite fuzzy onesie and curled into bed with the novel Hood had recommended to her. She was halfway through and it was starting to get good.

The band around her chest eased a little bit as she relaxed and was still. She should probably get checked for asthma or sickness, but she was usually fine. It was probably just another side effect of the trauma that she preferred to ignore.

Dismissing the thought from her mind, Marinette snuggled deeper into the pillows and focused on the book.

~~~~~

“Smells good.”

Marinette whipped around, brandishing a knife threateningly at the intruder. “When will you learn to knock?!”

“When you get a better security system,” shrugged Jason. “This one is so easy to get by, I could do it in my sleep. When it actually requires effort, then I’ll consider it. I gotta keep you on your toes, though.”

“You really don’t.” Marinette gave him the cold shoulder, turning back to stirring the sauce on the stove. “I have a perfectly fine system for enemies, and I can take care of myself just fine.”

“I know you can.” There was a tell-tale crunch as Jason pilfered a handful of grapes from the rack where she was draining them and ate one. “Doesn’t hurt to be extra cautious.”

He had a point, but she wasn’t going to give in yet. They had a variation of this conversation every time he broke in came over.

Plagg wound around Jason’s feet, begging for pets, or more likely, cheese. Jason scooped the cat up and ran his fingers through Plagg’s silky fur.

“Hey, Plagg, Snow thinks you’re a good defence system. But you’re not, are you? Look at you, purring in my arms.”

“That’s because he’s smart enough to know who’s a friend and who’s foe,” Mari defended Plagg.

As they ate, Marinette noticed the familiar tightening around her chest. It felt like she swallowed too large a bite at once and got stuck in her esophagus.

Sipping her wine didn’t help dislodge the lump, and Mari realized that the lump wasn’t physically blocking her airway, though it felt like it.

She continued eating, taking smaller bites than normal just in case.

Jason stared at her. “Why are you eating so slowly? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” She glared back at him. “Maybe it just seems slow because you inhaled your portion in five minutes.”

“I did not inhale it! I appreciated the effort that went into making such a delicious meal and savoured it appropriately–by eating it while it was still fresh and hot.”

The band tightened, and Mari was unable to hide the grimace she made that time.

“Okay, something is wrong. What’s up, Marinette.” All teasing had left Jason’s voice and he stared at her, trying to pick out why she was acting so oddly.

“I just feel a bit short of breath. It happens sometimes. I’m fine,” she hiccupped.

“Snow, being short of breath is not a good thing.”

“Could you stop being so overbearing?!” Marinette snapped. Surprise covered Jason’s face. She’d never yelled at him seriously before, but it didn’t sound like their joking debates now.

“Sorry.”

She looked almost as surprised as him that she’d yelled at him. “Sorry,” she muttered. “I’m just not feeling great, okay? Do you mind cutting tonight short?”

“Yeah, of course. Do you want to go to bed?”

“I’ll just go lie down. Good night, Todd.”

“I hope you feel better soon, Mari. Have a good sleep.”

She nodded and headed to her room.Jason puttered about for a few minutes, clearing the table and washing the remaining dishes, hoping Mari would emerge and tell him what was up. She never got sick, thanks to Tikki. Something was definitely off.

He knocked lightly on her door. The lights were off and he hoped she was asleep, but he didn’t want to leave without one last check.

If he didn’t, who would?

The door swung open and he saw Mari bundled in her blankets. The grey light from the rainy evening provided just enough light for him to see her shaking as if she was cold, or maybe having a nightmare.

He stepped in quietly and promptly stopped when he heard Mari whispering fiercely to herself.

“I am not going to cry. This is not worth crying about. I am not going to cry. I will not cry– dang it!”

Her hand moved, he assumed to wipe the tears away, and he approached her bed slowly.

“Snow, you know I’m always here for you, right?”

She rolled over as quickly as she could, being bundled up so much. “Jason! Why are you still here?!”

“I wanted to be sure you were actually okay before I left.”

She lifted her chin defiantly, the moonlight highlighting a tear trail silver on her cheek.

“Peachy. Thanks for your care, but I’m fine by myself. Don’t you have patrol, anyways?”

“You’re more important, Snow. Do you want to tell me why you’re crying?”

Another tear spilled over.

“No.”

Jason sat on the edge of her bed, pulling her into his arms. “I don’t care if you don’t want my help; I’m giving it to you anyways. I know how lonely it feels to cry alone.”

He held her all night as tears continually rolled down her face silently, dampening her blanket and his shirt, but he didn’t care.

Finally, she fell asleep and he tucked her into the dry half of her bed. His lips brushed her hair before he straightened and left the room.

~~~~~

Marinette stretched and slowly opened her eyes to a sunshiny room. It was nice to wake up peacefully, not from a nightmare. Little specks of dust danced in the warm beams, Plagg was purring on her feet, and–

She bounced a little in shock. Jason was facing her, soundly asleep, his arm slung over her waist, though he was on top of the duvet and she was under it.

Why was Jason sleeping on her bed? He’d never done that before.

How mortifying. Why had she cried on him all night? How uncharacteristic of her.

She should’ve just yelled at him and kicked him out, though both were even more uncharacteristic.

She didn’t even know why she was crying, which was the most frustrating. It’s easy enough to cry and excuse it when you have a reason, but crying for no reason is stupid, she told herself.

At least Jason didn’t say anything about it? If he treated her like she was irrational or weak after this, she was going to send him to the moon without a suit.

She rolled her eyes and reached down to pet Plagg.

Jason opened his eyes and smiled at her.

“Hey, Mari. Sleep well?”

His voice was deeper than usual and a bit rough, sending shivers down her spine.

Mentally slapping herself, she forced a smile and her everyday everything-is-fine voice. “Just fine. How about you? Thanks for staying, by the way.”

“I got a good sleep. Sure wasn’t from knowing this place was secure, so I wonder how that happened,” he teased.

Marinette pushed him off the bed.

“Ouch! Snow! Just for that, I’m not going to make you breakfast like I was planning.”

“Wait, no, I’m sorry!”

~~~~~

Once Jason left after breakfast Marinette headed off to shower and contemplate the meaning of life.

“Tikki, do you have any idea why this is happening?”

“I’m sorry, Marinette, but I do not at the moment.”

Partway through washing her hair, the steam got to her and she started coughing. She stumbled out of the tub to lean over the toilet, feeling something moving the wrong way up her esophagus.

She spat a small orange bud out and stared at it in confusion. A couple coughs later, four more orange-yellow blossoms joined the first.

“Tikki,” she whispered in dawning horror. “I’m coughing up flowers.”

~~~~~

Googling her symptoms was a brilliant idea, and she discovered that she had anywhere from two hours to five years left and she was likely suffering from hanahaki disease, which wasn’t well-recorded and had limited information on, both for causes and treatments/cures.*

The flowers she was coughing up were apparently butterfly weed, a cousin to milkweed, which was toxic to almost all animals except monarch butterflies. Butterfly weed, shockingly enough, attracted butterflies.

She shivered. Butterflies.

That made sense, she’d always made sure butterflies avoided her. Of course she was suffering from a disease for unknown reasons and said disease made her attract one of the things she hated the most in the world.

Possible reasons for contracting hanahaki disease included unrequited romantic feelings, unconfessed romantic feelings, or unknown romantic feelings.

Ugh, why was it always romantic feelings? One of the most conflicting emotions she never wanted to experience and wanted desperately at the same time.

She wanted to be loved completely and all-consumingly by someone who would burn the world for her, who would make her their number one priority.

She had seen the consequences of obsessive love in Hawkmoth. Look what he had done to her in the name of love. Love was dangerous. It hurt the innocent.

It was heart-wrenchingly beautiful.

~~~~~

Marinette sat down straight on her couch, journal cracked open to a fresh page and pen in hand. What I could have hanahaki about: was scrawled across the top line.

Ten minutes later she tossed them onto the floor in frustration.

“How am I supposed to know what I’m feeling?! They’re all jumbled together and I don’t particularly feel inclined to untangle them!”

Another hacking cough started and a small cluster of butterfly weed stained red came up. With a tired sigh, she wiped her mouth and picked up the journal and pen.

~~~~~

“‘Feeling better?’ No, I’m coughing up literal bloody flowers because I’m too emotionally repressed to know why!” she hissed at her phone in response to Jason’s text.

“Have a diagnosis. I’ll be fine in a couple days,” she replied.

Jason showed up at her door the next night.

She opened it and was promptly greeted with a bouquet of flowers. “You knocked,” she said, stunned by the bouquet.

Jason shrugged. “Didn’t want to drop the vase.”

“Thank you…but what is this for?”

He shrugged again. “Just because. You know that book I was reading about flowers? It just made me think of you and so I got them. I bet Tikki will love them.”

“Probably. Thanks, Todd.” She placed the vase on the coffee table, identifying the blossoms as yellow and white lilies, pink and red roses, and smaller filler buds with pink lilies-of-the-valley and baby’s breath. She remembered what most of them meant from one of Jason’s rants–

The now-familiar urge to cough up a branch of flowers overtook her and she headed swiftly to the bathroom to do so in peace.

“You okay, Mari? Seriously? ‘Cause that sounds…bad,” called Jason.

“Yep, just some stuff. It sounds worse than it is,” she called back.

She swung the door open and raised a brow at him standing right outside.

“I’m fine; drop it.”

He eyed her but gave in and bowed after her, following her to the couch, where she’d been watching a Chinese drama.

Halfway through an episode, he shifted to see her better. “Do you have hanahaki?”

Her head whipped around to look at him. “What?”

“Do you have hanahaki?” he repeated. “You’re coughing up bloody something, which looks like flowers, you’re being more standoffish than usual, and you’re emotionally traumatized, which would make sense why you caught it.”

“Ugh, can I have no secrets from you?!” she threw her hands up in exasperation. “Fine, I have hanahaki! I’m working on processing my emotions or whatever so I can know why I have it, okay? I’m taking care of it.”

“You know a faster way to resolve it?”

“What?”

With that tone of voice, he was either teasing or going to say something she wasn’t going to like.

“Acknowledging your feelings and confessing them.”

Oh, it was both. Yay.

“Right, well, I don’t know what I’m feeling, never mind for who.” She leaned menacingly into his personal space.

He kissed the tip of her nose. She sat back an inch and blinked.

“What was that for?”

He sometimes did it when they hadn’t seen each other in a while, one of their old traditions that he still kept. She returned it only when he was sick, injured, or feeling sad.

“Just because. And now you’re not in my face and I won’t go cross-eyed anymore,” he grinned. “Look, you hang out with how many people you could have feelings for?”

“...”

“I’m your only friend that you regularly hang out with, Snow.”

“So…I have feelings for you?”

“Do you?” he asked softly. “What comes to mind when you think about me?”

“Safe, fun, affection…”

She paused, then vaulted over the back of the sofa and ran to her room. “Tikki, do I like Jason?!”

“I think you view him as more than a friend.”

“I like Jason?

“I like Jason.

“I love Jason?

“I love Jason. How- That is literally so obvious…I love Jason.”

Marinette shuffled out of her room a few minutes later, facing him sheepishly. “It has come to my attention that I have romantic feelings for you.”

He smiled, the happiest one she’d seen on him in ages. “I have romantic feelings for you, too.”

“I was starting to get the idea,” she laughed, nodding at the vase a couple feet away.

"Finally."

Jason’s hands cupped her face. “Is your nose glowing a side effect of hanahaki or something?”

“Not as far as I know…” She pulled her phone out and stared at the screen. Her nose was faintly glowing.

“It’s not just the sunlight, right?”

Jason shook his head. “Is–I think it’s a soulmate mark.”**

“What?”

Tiny gold freckles dotted her nose and forehead, the largest one being on the tip of her nose, where he usually kissed her.

“We’re soulmates?”

Marinette looked at Jason in shock.

“I have a soulmate?” he muttered.

“I’m so glad it’s you!” Mari launched herself into his arms, squeezing as tightly as she could. “I secretly imagined you as my soulmate when we were younger, you know.”

“I did too!”

They laughed together, overflowing with joy at the revelations of the afternoon.

Link to inspo pic of bouquet Jason gifts Mari:

https://i1.wp.com/the-little-flowershop.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2019/04/RED-ROSE-PINK-LILY-FLOWER-BOUQUET-THE-LITTLE-FLOWER-SHOP-FLORIST-LONDON-UK-DELIVERY-e1554746538624.jpg?fit=822%2C1056&ssl=1

*Hanahaki Disease isn't very common in this world because it's caused by unacknowledged romantic feelings (unacknowledged by the owner of said feelings). It doesn't show up very often, as most people come to realize they have feelings for another person before the hanahaki sets in (too badly). However, as Marinette is very much in *suppress* and *act fine* mode, she has no idea what she feels about Jason, etc.

Jason, my poor boy, has been trying to drop hints to Marinette that he sees her as more than a friend/vigilante partner for a while now, but Mari is heavily in *denial* and *don't get your hopes up about someone liking you*. The book about flowers Jason was reading was about the symbolism/flower language. Yes, he told Mari all about it and she ignored all the random flowers he'd previously given her.

**Soulmate bonds are rare (1.5% population), and show up as gold marks where the soulmates touch skin-to-skin the most. Mari and Jason aren't super touchy, and are usually mostly covered up, so it's taken a while for their bond to show up.

Maribat Taglist (open): @the-coffee-fandom, @questioning-blob-of-fog, @jennifer-rose123

#Hanahaki Hours #Hanahaki Hours 2023 #Jasonette #Mlbxdc #Dcxmlb #Fic #ali writes

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ali-annals · 11 months

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Daffodil | Unrequited Love

Pairing: Marikon, RavenBug

Rating: G

WC: 0.25k

A/N: Requested by @/the-coffee-fandom for Hanahaki Hours 2.0. A sequel may follow depending on extenuating circumstances,

Raven stared at the bloody petals in her hand.

…

With a decisive motion, she flung them into the garbage and washed her hands.

~~~~~

Soft giggles floated across the large living space as the newest member of the Titans rubbed her nose against her lover’s, pressing kisses to his face.

She booped his nose for good measure, squealing quietly as he caught and nipped her finger.

Raven glanced up from her book, rubbing her hand absentmindedly above her heart, as if it would soothe the ache.

The habit was relatively new, and she didn’t even know why she did it. The rubbing never soothed the ache.

She caught Kon’s eye as he retaliated by poking Mari’s nose several times.

She lifted the corners of her lips. All is well.

He grinned back and turned back to Marinette.

She turned back to her book, suddenly despising them. Books just weren’t the same as a person.

With a huff, she opened a portal to her favourite retreat and left the lovers to themselves.

~~~~~

“Raven?” Marinette looked around the living room.

“I think she left a while ago, Mari.”

“Oh,” she pouted. “I wanted to give her the design for her new outfit.” She turned from Raven’s corner, piled high with books, and paused.

Stooping, she picked up a small object, holding it up to the light. “A daffodil petal?”

She cocked her head. “Can daffodils be red?”

Her jaw dropped in shock, the petal fluttering to the floor.

“Where did she go?”

#marikon #DCxMLB #Hanahaki Hours 2023 #HH2023 #marirae #ravenbug #because i will make my raven x mari ship name catch on one day #i urge you to join me dear reader #ali writes #fic

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mxrtified777 · 7 months

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HANAHAKI DISEASE/ASPHYXIATION

#my art #drew jovel #ibvs #gore #cw gore #goretober #goretober 2023 #blood #cw blood #took me forever to fully render this my god #this piece as a whole took like. 3 hours #hanahaki disease

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lilimonarch · 7 months

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Doctor Hanahaki - The Memories that Never Return [7]

Doctor Hanahaki Prequel: Whumptober spinoff!

Whumptober day 7: Alleyway, "Can you hear me?"

I paced around for hours on empty, I jumped at the slightest of sounds

"Officer Sawamura? Daichi? Can you hear me?"

Daichi held his stomach as blood pooled down, his legs collapsing as he leaned against the alleyway wall, sliding down the edge. The words seemed so distant as his vision blurred, his coworkers looking after him as he fell under.

The last thing Sugawara wanted to hear at work was his fiancé being admitted to the hospital with a gunshot wound.

The last thing he wanted to hear was the love of his life was in surgery to get two bullets removed from his lower abdomen. The worst of it was he couldn't run to Daichi, watch him through the glass until everything was alright, he had a residency to work on, a shift to finish up. His boss overbearing, and wouldn't let him go when hospitalizations were on the rise, maybe he would let Sugawara go an hour or so earlier, but that's the best he would gift.

Sugawara tapped his foot, whispers of his current predicament flying through the unit. Those who knew updates, had friends in the Emergency Room or Operational Room Units tried to feed updates to Sugawara without any patient-trust violations as best they could. "Dr. Sugawara?" His boss on the floor called, Sugawara racing to the manager's desk.

"Yes, sir?"

"Go home," the man sighed, but there was an ounce of consideration in his voice. "You're worried sick over him, it'd be rude and illogical of me to keep you any longer. Go find him."

"Thank you, sir." Sugawara did not even hesitate before clocking out of the unit and grabbing his bags, not even bothering to change out of his scrubs and coat. From the unit he worked in on the fourth floor to pacing around in the waiting room belonging to the OR, jumping at the quietest of things, in hopes it would be a doctor to update him on Daichi's condition.

"Is he one of your patients, Suga?" The doctor walked into the room, appearing as if she expected a family. Sugawara did not blame her.

Sugawara simply shook his head. "Sawamura Daichi? No, he's my fiancé," Sugawara chuckled, the doctor nodding. She explained he would be alright, sleeping most of it off. Surgery went without a hitch, though the aftermath would be painful, along with the idea that Sugawara should go home and actually change and possibly get some sleep! He eventually conceded and went home, quickly returning.

He was back within an instant, sitting in Daichi's room typing up emails and paperwork he had to make up from his early leaving. The medicine industry never sleeps, and sleep was the last thing Sugawara could seem to do, not until he saw Daichi awake.

"God, that hurt like shit," Sugawara perks up at the raspy voice coming from the bed, seeing Daichi with a pained expression on his face, but awake. He quietly turns his head to face Sugawara, immediately relaxing. "Hey, Suga. Miss me?"

Sugawara rolled his eyes but immediately leaned in for a gentle kiss. "You jerk, of course!"

#whumptober 2023 #i paced around for hours on empty I jumped at the slightest of sounds #no.7 #alleyway #can you hear me #fandom #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#fanfiction #doctor hanahaki prequel #the memories that never return #daisuga #sugawara koushi #daichi sawamura #haikyuu sugawara #haikyuu daichi #gunshot #hospital #whumptober

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drarryspecificrecsdaily · 1 year

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2023.02.27

Complete fics posted on AO3 this day

1. The Emperor's Man by @amillionregrets [M, 86k]

►Draco Malfoy, the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Lohos, is betrayed and poisoned by his lover, Emperor Potter. As Prince Draco takes his last breath, he recalls Potter's warm gaze and wishes from the depths of his heart for a chance to confront Potter one last time. Without knowing or understanding, he activates ancient time magic and goes back in time to an hour before he died. Can he find out the reason behind Potter's betrayal, or will he die in vain once again?

2. Epistolary Summer by going_to_the_sun_road [T, 4k]

►Isolated under house arrest at the Manor, Draco wrestles with his past and his complicated feelings towards a certain Boy Savior. Will Harry ever forgive him? Will there ever be more than hatred between them? [...]

3. falling amongst the stars (and embraced by the clouds) by @wannahearitinspanish [?, 2k]

►Sometimes, Harry got on his broom, flew as high as he could – then tipped back and let himself fall.

4. Hanahaki Sequel by @ladyroxanne21 [E, 9k]

►13 years after Draco and Harry cured their Hanahaki disease, they decide it's time to take a break from their work and reevaluate their lives. To reaffirm their marriage and make it a priority.

5. Left in your Hands by MrsRupertGrint1769 [E, 46k]

►Voldermort is dead, Harry and his friends return for their 7th year after some have presented into their second genders. Draco smells too good to resist, and besides Harry saved the world, he should get what he wants with no questions asked.

6. Makes Me Feel by byrambles [G, 3k]

►Draco stumbles on a list in Harry’s handwriting: "Reasons I ___e Draco Malfoy." The missing word has to be "hate," and Draco doesn’t want to lose what they have. Cue Draco trying to change and Harry trying to figure out what the hell is going on.

7. Never Have I Ever Kissed A Slytherin by @wizardsandthrones [T, 2k]

►The Eighth years play a classic drinking game. What could go wrong?

8. Overwhelmed by @cluelesspigeons [G, 1k]

►Sunday lunches at the Burrow are not easy for Draco. Yet, he's still trying his best.

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Fest/Exchange

1. Good For You by Anonymous [E, 4k]

►Draco has only ever wanted to be a very good boy. He has no intention of blurting that out to Harry Potter at pub night. ★ HP Call Me Daddy Fest 2023 | @call-me-daddy-fic-fest

2. The Night Before by @wolfpants [E, 1k]

►Harry and Draco wake up after spending the night together. ★ Kinkuary 2023 | @kinkuary

#drarry #drarry fanfic #drarry fic rec #harry potter #draco malfoy #daily list #2023 #2023.02

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ask-lily-curo · 7 months

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Enough Rotting For Two, Killing Me, Keeping Me High

Words: 0.9k Started: July 18, 2023 Finished: July 18, 2023 Summary: A vague hanahaki AU story I made for my OCs but I didn't mention anything specific so you can insert any ship you want here. A/N: I completely forgot to post this but here it is. Got hit with the Writing Spirit and wrote this in like an hour or two in a haze. Title from My Love is Sick by Madds Buckley, something that fueled the idea Even More.

Flowers are beautiful. I could watch you smile as you stare in adoration at one you hold between your gentle fingers as I stare adoringly at you forever. I would put as many flowers in your hair if it put a smile on your face.

Flowers are beautiful. I hold the one you gifted me, I know you took 3 hours to find one I’d like. I would’ve taken anything you give me. I can feel the care you put into the thought and the love you transferred through the plant. I take it all in like the flower takes in the sunlight, knowing I’d die without it.

Flowers are beautiful. I feel bad for tainting their beautiful image with me. My blood covers the petals in my hand, my love rotting inside me, punishing me for coveting something so beautiful. I smile painfully, the flowers still remind me of your smile. Even now, even alone, your joy is still infectious, the memory of you filling my brain like the petals fill my lungs, both filled to the brim with my love for you.

Flowers are beautiful. Though not as beautiful as your laughter. The laughter I try to keep up with despite my love for you stuck in my throat. We lay in a flower field together underneath the moonlight. You point out the stars that twinkle among the night sky, the same way yours does when you eat something delicious or when you find something you like. A firefly comes near you, like a moth to a flame, and lands on the flower I put in your hair. You smile and point it out to me. I tell you one of the stars came to say hello and you laugh. I’d make all the stars come to you if you wanted but you’d still shine brighter than all of them with your bright smile and eyes that light up the sky. I cough and tell you it’s late, hiding the red liquid that attempts to taint this beautiful moment.

Flowers are beautiful. The ones that come out of me are filled with the love I have for you. It hurts, but you gave me these petals. I’d rather keep it than have you removed, even if they are tainted with my blood, withering in my hand because of it. I’d rather die drowning in your love than die without it. You fill my body with love and petals. Beautiful petals that feel more like thorns in my throat, but I’d rather they kill me than even graze you. You draw me in like a moth to a flame, or a bug to a flower. Your bright expression and your sweet smell, the one that I do my best to keep alive rather than taint, choke me gently.

Flowers are beautiful. The ones inside me grow and grow like an untreated infection. It leaves me sick, but I stare at them with a pained smile. It’s wrong to love someone so wonderful like you, but I continue to keep you as close to me as possible, close enough that I can enjoy your presence but far enough you aren’t ruined. You stay inside me all the time, rotting me for my sins. My love is sick, I am aware, painfully aware, but it reminds me of you so much, and that makes it bearable. You are the cause and my cure but you are there. If you weren’t, I would’ve died sooner, withering away like these flowers covered in blood.

Flowers are beautiful. I put one in your hair, hoping it’d also put a smile on your face. I allow myself to touch you, to taint you, just to wipe away your tears. You hold me close, allowing me to taint you, you’re as warm as the sun. You don’t wither away from my blood nor do you bleed from my touch.

You tell me I’m beautiful. As beautiful as the flower you gave me, even more actually, you say. If I’m a flower that brings you a smile, you’re my sunshine, the one that keeps me alive. You tell me how you watched me smile at that flower you gave me, studying my smile as I held it close to me. You tell me all the things I wanted to tell you, but instead speaking these through flowers, you told me while in your arms. Your words make my chest feel lighter and my lungs free up, breathing you in.

You’re beautiful, my love. You laugh with tears as you quietly scold me, making sure I tell you when I’m bleeding. You looked so beautiful, I forgot. I forgot you weren’t as fragile as those petals you gave me, and you loved me back unlike those petals. You would do anything to keep me close, you say. We laugh and promise to allow ourselves to bleed a bit on each other when we need to, that way we can bleed out the poison instead of letting it kill us slowly.

Flowers are beautiful. They’re infectious and full of love. They’re like your smile. The one you give me after every kiss and the one I see when I catch you staring at me. My love, no longer caught in my throat, now pours out of me, like a never ending stream of praise, no longer tainted by petals. My sunshine, you make me feel like I’m a beautiful flower rather than a poisonous threat, and it fills me with joy.

May our love continue to heal each other, like a gentle flower, swaying in the loving breeze.

#my writing #gentle flower #hanahaki #gonna tag random fandoms for exposure and also because I know people will have some fun with the dynamic I've written #obey me #obey me!#genshin impact #my hero academia #jujutsu kaisen #haikyuu #nimona #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland

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SteveTony Weekly - January 1st

Happy 2023! Here is the last few fic I read in 2023--enjoy and remember to leave a comment/kudo for your friendly fic author.

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Until I Fall Away by Sineala

Tensions are high between Steve and Tony after Steve finds out the Illuminati exist. He says a few things to Tony that he probably shouldn't have... and he doesn't say a few things to Tony that he probably should have. Then Zeke Stane murders Tony, and Steve can no longer say any of it. But there's a funny thing about superheroes: sometimes they get second chances.

Pseudonym Salacity by Amuly

Steve finds out that his boyfriend, the genius industrialist billionaire Tony Stark, is Iron Man. And likes it. A lot.

A Brighter Word Than Bright by BlossomsintheMist

“S’okay, Steve,” Tony finally remembered how to slur out. “Just … just feels like a lot.”

“It is a lot, sweetheart,” Steve murmured, his fingers delving even deeper into Tony. “You’re stretching open really nice for it, though. You’re real good and relaxed, aren’t you?”

Nothing Pure Enough by Sineala

You shouldn't be able to develop a Hanahaki fixation on someone you've never met who's been dead for decades. But Tony has always been special.

Steve Rogers is a Tactical Genius by Swankyo0

The press is constantly theorizing that Steve Rogers is in love with Tony Stark. They aren't wrong. And Steve will do whatever it takes to get Tony to date him.

Shut your mouth and turn me inside-out by doctorziegler

They say patience is a virtue, but Tony Stark has always been a sinner.

doubt the stars are fire, doubt the sun moves by meidui

When Private Lorraine pulled him behind shelves with sultry words and devoured his first kiss, when Peggy kissed him in that wind whipped tunnel, bright and fierce like her gaze after. They wanted him and showed him a hell of a kiss, but this feels—

This is gentle, so gentle, like he's made of paper or glass instead of two hundred pounds of muscle and he could break in someone's mouth.

This is what they do: Steve gets hurt and Tony kisses him better.

Support your local poledancer by BladeoftheNebula

Tony can't believe he managed to land himself a hot lineman boyfriend who's everything he could ever want and more.

But being with a man who gets called away at all hours isn't easy, and Tony will do anything to prove that he can lie down on the wire and love living life on the line.

Playing the part (remix) by nanasekei

“We have five days of this ahead of us, Cap. Call me crazy, but I think if we don’t spend the entire time fighting over every little thing, we might have a chance of actually pulling this off.”

Tony tells a joke, that turns into a lie, that turns into him having to pretend to Steve Rogers' husband for five days. Just his luck.

Fairytale of New York by iam93percentstardust

After a bad breakup on Christmas, Bucky Barnes swore off both relationships and Christmas for good. Years later, he's now the world’s leading expert on how to survive being single in a world designed for couples (tax breaks, anyone?). He’s got a movie deal coming up for his bestselling book, Facebook Status: It’s Not That Complicated, and his own talk show where he offers advice to struggling singles.

He’s got exactly two problems in the world: Steve and Tony, his very attractive, very married neighbors who think that love is the greatest thing since sliced bread and Christmas is the world’s best holiday. But it’s fine because, for the most part, he can ignore them and they can ignore him.

And then a wrench gets thrown into his plans when his sister foists her two children, Kate and Harley, off on him for the holidays. Here’s the thing—it doesn’t matter if you don’t celebrate Christmas when the kids do.

So Bucky finds himself swallowing his pride and knocking on his neighbors’ door, asking for help with this whole Christmas thing. But in Steve and Tony’s cozy apartment, Bucky slowly starts finding himself enjoying Christmas again—and maybe even falling in love.

The Secret Omega by iam93percentstardust

Clint would like it to go on the record that he never meant to hide his status as an omega. He’s even proud of it. But now he’s been living as a beta for so long that going off the suppressants feels unnatural, and, moreover, he has no idea how to tell his king that he’s been lying to him for the better part of a decade.

Which is a problem.

Peace of Mind by Sineala

Steve has picked up his shield again, left the Secret Avengers, and rejoined the main Avengers team at Tony's side. He is, in fact, literally at Tony's side, as he finds Tony suffering from a migraine and takes care of him. After their many disagreements, Steve is grateful for the chance for the two of them to be friends again, with no secrets between them. But if there aren't secrets anymore, then how in the world did Steve not know Tony has gotten migraines since childhood?

I'd Dream of You by someonelsesheart

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing, Rogers. You’ve got that look that you get when you find a wounded animal that you want to bring home. You think you can fix him. Listen to me now, Steve. Nobody can fix Tony Stark.”

Salt of the Earth by RurouniHime

She's slower to wake out here, less apt to leap into awareness. Maybe it's the clean air, or the steady hush of wind.

Seasons Won't Change by Captain_Panda

Tony's ready, willing, and able to propose.

But the Heat Death of the Universe might arrive before he gets down on one knee.

How many times can one man pop the question before getting an answer?

Wet Whiskers by antigrav_vector

When Iron Man is hit by a stray spell and latches onto Steve for the duration... well. Things happen.

Mostly fluff. Fluff happens.

And some identity porn.

Patron of the Arts by Sineala

Steve and Tony try something new in bed. Well, okay, on Tony's desk. Definitely something new, though. It's time for some roleplaying!

three weeks by orphan_account

Tony Stark is missing and he's pretty sure no one's coming for him.

Yours, Steve by soniclipstick (veriscence) f

Tony has read the news, he’s seen footage of the infighting and the arrest and Steve’s bloody body on the courthouse steps. He might not remember, but he understands why Steve can barely look him in the eye anymore.

But there’s a ring on the chain of a set of dog tags that have no business being in Tony’s safe. And it fits his finger perfectly.

Breathe and Release by exfatalist

Since being honorably discharged from the Army after an injury sustained while deployed in Afghanistan, Steve Rogers has found a new center of balance as a yoga instructor at a small Manhattan gym. It just stands to figure that one day media crisis-plagued billionaire Tony Stark would come waltzing in and throw everything off. As he guides his controversial new student on the journey to inner peace, Steve learns to deal with some negative energy of his own, and finds something unexpected on the way. [ Non-Powered AU, Modern!Steve. ]

The Don'ts Of Dating (And How They Can Win You A Man) by Mozzarella

In which Steve Rogers fills in the Don't column of "Cosmo's Dos and Dont's of Dating" and somehow makes it work, while Tony Stark marvels at the fact that he's picking this weird (yet unbearably sweet) artist from Brooklyn over Captain Goddamn America.

AU where Tony is known as Iron Man but Cap's identity is secret even to the other Avengers.

The Unlikely Wingman by Sineala

Clint doesn't see why he should have to follow Captain America's orders. But he also doesn't see why Captain America should have to sit around looking miserably lonely, either.

Closing the Circuit by Sineala

Steve and Tony are trapped in a warehouse with a bomb. Steve's leg is broken, Tony's armor has failed, and they have mere minutes left to live. That's what they think, anyway.

#stevetony #stevetony fic #stevetony fic recs #fic recs #stevetony weekly #stony #stony fic #stony fic rec #rec lists #iron man #captain america #steve rogers #tony stark

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2023 Year-End Fic Round Up

Thanks @nyamadermont for the tag!

Words written (published or not, WIPs totally count too!): 83,051 published, 800 in a wip

Smut scenes written (if applicable): 0

New things I tried: Writing hanahaki and darkly tragic fic for Kataang, a short fic for The Expanse (my GOAT live action show), and Zukaang fic.

Fic I spent the most time on: Enough, my Kataang hanahaki fic, and it was by far one of my favorite fics I've ever written.

Fic I spent the least time on: That would be one of my Zukaang ficlets, but I couldn't tell you which one. They were all written for the @flashfictionfridayofficial challenge, which is to write a fic between 100 to 1000 words long for a prompt on every Friday, all within 24 hours. Since I also work and sleep, I only had a few hours to write each fic.

Favourite thing I wrote: It's a toss-up between Enough, my Kataang hanahaki fic, and the very dark and possibly more tragic sequel, The Deal. It was like something inside me was unleashed? I honestly had the best time writing those fics. Like I felt more free to be creative with Kataang and ATLA than I've ever felt before.

Favourite thing I read: Ohhh this is a tough one. I'll have to go with two faves. One is Stay With Me, a hanahaki Dimileth fic, from the fe:3h fandom that seems to consistently put out amazing fic (how???). The other is Electronic Memorial, a short fic (only 800 words!) for The Expanse, but it's one of my favorite fics I've ever read.

Writing goals for next year:

Write more Zukaang fics - oneshots, short multichaps. The flash fiction Zukaang ficlets were me getting my feet wet and trying my hand at writing Zukaang fic. Now I have all these ideas I'm itching to get on paper!

Start writing fe:3h fic, FINALLY. Like the Dimitri-kills-Rhea fic I've been promising @itsmoonpeaches since forever. I am absolutely OBSESSED with this Sylvain/Blue Lions fan video by @cyandemise and it's single-handedly giving me the inspo I need to write that fic and a few other very angsty BL fic ideas.

I have 800 words written for a Kataang wip that I've kind of paused on writing. I really want to finish it in the hopefully-not-too-far-future, but I need to take a break from writing Kataang for a while (it's been 3 years of almost nonstop Kataang lmao) and come back to it with fresh eyes.

Tagging (no pressure): @itsmoonpeaches @northerngoshawk @benwvatt @my-cabbages-gorl @justoceanmyth @flameohotwife @shameaboutthedilettantism and anyone else who wants to do it!

#tag game #2023 year-end fic roundup #chocomd answers

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Night Sky Petunias

After they crash-landed, Captain Amelia contracted a disease found on a surprisingly large amount of humid planets, a disease that caused her to cough up flower petals.

This was written for Ekevka for the 2023 Battleship Bingo on AO3. I never thought I'd ever write hanahaki, but Ekevka's prompt inspired me.

CW: blood, references to death by illness

FFN

AO3

SquidgeWorld

At this point, Amelia knew that her ribs must have broken in the crash landing. Every time she coughed, a spasm of agony shot through her side, jostling the injury from the inside. And somehow, that wasn't the most concerning thing about her coughing fits.

Every time she coughed, petals came up as well.

As she looked down at the handkerchief the doctor had given her, she felt the urge to correct herself. They weren't petals, not anymore. They were flowers, purple with black centers random white spots. Perhaps they would be pretty if they hadn't come out of her. They weren't the sort of flower that would have been found in her mother's gardens, but it wasn't like Amelia had ever wanted a life centered amongst the perfectly-manicured flowerbeds, filled with identical roses.

Perhaps the petals would be pretty if they weren't covered in her blood and phlegm.

Delbert looked at her with... it wasn't pity, that much Amelia could tell, but she couldn't quite parse the expression on his face. "I don't want to interfere with your personal life - not more than Jim and I already have, anyways - but you really should tell them, once we get back to civilization."

"Doctor, what are you talking about?"

"I, um, I thought you'd know about this, that they would've gone over this in military training, since it's a surprisingly common disease that can be found on different planets, typically the more humid ones -"

She cut him off with a glare. Perhaps there was an occasion when his rambling would be endearing, but it wasn't this one.

"Right," he said. "Getting to the point. The disease is called hanahaki. The infection is harmless unless you harbor unspoken romantic feelings. Don't look at me like that; I don't understand the medical reasoning behind it either. With most strains, if you tell them your feelings, the flowers will clear up within an hour or two. If you don't tell them, well, there is a surgery, but last I heard it caused heart damage. Physically, not just emotional heartbreak. I imagine it's better than choking to death, which would happen if someone didn't remove the flowers somehow."

"Most strains?"

"Unfortunately, there are some strains where your declaration of love needs to be reciprocated. If they aren't, well. Like I said, there's surgery now. But I wouldn't worry about that, if I were you. Whomever they are, I imagine they're lucky to have you."

Right. Whomever they were. Perhaps Amelia could go tell them once she knew who the apparent object of her affections was.

"I've heard that the type of flower can help indicate the identity of whom you're pining for. It sounds silly, but this disease does defy logic. Not that I'm trying to pry, of course."

It wasn't like she had many clues to figure out whom she cared a torch for, so Amelia held her hand out to him, palm facing up so that Delbert could see the flowers. "Based on these, what do you think of the torch I'm carrying?"

His face went through several micro-expressions. If she were in less pain, she probably could have pinpointed them. "Ah, well, that appears to be Petunia Cultivars. Galaxy flowers, or night sky petunias, in laymen's tongue. I imagine that they're a fellow spacer, then? A freelancer, or someone in the navy?"

A coughing fit saved her from having to answer. That didn't actually help. The person she had been closest to ever since joining the navy had been Mr. Arrow. She would have gladly spent the rest of her life with him, but her feelings for him had been strictly platonic. He had been her dearest friend. He still was. Before he had died, he had known the depth of her friendship, so there was no use asking the doctor if there were any platonic strains of hanahaki.

So she was pining for someone who had a deep connection to the stars. A fellow spacer was most likely, but Amelia couldn't think of any who had caught her eye recently. Perhaps the doctor was wrong about their occupation, but who else would hold such a knowledge of the stars? Not unless...

Oh.

Oh no.

Author's Note: Cue Amelia's increasingly-delirious attempts at flirting!

Night sky petunias are a real flower, and quite beautiful. Here's a picture of one. They also come in dark pink, but I liked the look of purple ones better so I went with those in the fic.

I imagine that Delbert was expecting that if anyone got hanahaki for him, they'd probably cough up a brown orchid, such as a Tracy's orchid or a boat orchid. Orchids are known for being fragile flowers, and on an out-of-universe note, these orchids also match his whole aesthetic.

#treasure planet #captain amelia x delbert doppler #hanahaki #captain amelia #delbert doppler #my writing

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the--sound--of--rain · 1 year

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2022 Writers' Review

It's already two months into the year, but I'm still going to do this, because I think it's such a nice thing. I was tagged by @lavandulacosmos and @natures-marvel thank you! 💕

1. What is your AO3 account?

brownest_goldfish

2. How many words did you write total in 2022?

34'481, according to AO3 stats

It's not a lot of words, but I feel like this was the year I've developed most as a writer so far, especially writing the first chapter of Lamb and the last chapter of my spooktober fic and I'm very proud of that ✨

3. How many fics did you publish in 2022? How many multichapters vs oneshots?

12 fics, 3 multichaptered and 9 oneshots (and of the 3 multichaptered ones only one is finished so you can see that this is not where my strength lies agajsks but i'm trying to do it more and i actually love it!)

4. What was your longest fic? Your shortest fic?

"A Lover in the story" (finished) is the longest at 9987 words but I published 5000 of those in 2023. Otherwise the longest is "A Lamb for Our Love" at 8618 words so far (one of two chapters)

The shortest is "With a smile" at 412 words. The shortness is owed to it being only one scene, more of a picture I imagined after reading Cry Wolf by @roccinan – and since I can't draw, I decide to write it down 🥰

5. What was your most popular fic? Your least popular fic?

I find this so hard to say, because numbers can never really encapsulate this, and every piece of appreciation from anyone for any fic is a gem in itself. But just for simplicity I'll go for Kudos and Hits here:

The one with most Kudos and Hits is funnily one I didn't write for Berlermo, but for "Arcane" as a birthday gift for @stilljustbitten: "Ice blue" got 113 Kudos and 842 Hits, probably owed to the fact that this fandom is just a bit bigger. My most popular Berlermo fic in 2022 in numbers is "Art and Attraction" at 83 Kudos and 755 Hits.

The least popular in numbers is "Love wins" at 16 Kudos and 146 Hits.

6. What fic didn’t perform as well as you thought it would?

I didn't expect a specific amount of reaction on any of them, so I'd say none of them. Every interaction with on of my fics just made me go "oh!🥰"

7. What fic performed way better than you thought it would?

I'd say "Like the Painting of a sorrow" because it was this oneshot I came up with, wrote and posted within 24 hours, a random idea after reading Dorian Gray. That being said, I am very proud and fond of it, so it made me so happy that it was appreciated!

And also "Love wins", I struggled getting the first chapter together and was worried it was too chaotic, and I was so happy it got good feedback.

8. What was your favorite fic you wrote from 2022?

I'm most proud of and currently most emotionally attached to "A Lover in the story". I'm especially proud of the last chapter, mostly because I managed to write it at all and make something I really like of it.

A Lamb for our Love stands right next to it though – although it's still not finished. (Not because I neglected it, but just because the second chapter is so hard to write) and I'm so excited for what it will become <3

9. What was your favorite fic that somebody else wrote in 2022?

Reducing this to one would be a shame, so I'll list a few 😊

and that was the moment i knew by @alfredo-kesmann

Andrés has Hanahaki disease and coughs up red roses. Whose favourite flowers could those be?

It had started with inconspicuous coughing, a few weeks ago. Soon followed the shaky breaths, the trouble breathing normally at random times. Then, came the shaking fingers, half a week later, creating unavoidable unsteady black lines in the painting he had been working on, the jawline of his self portrait now ruined.

A beautiful take on the trope, with all the drama befitting Berlermo, and overall an extremely romantic and enjoyable read.

Chimera 키메라 by @signorin-anarchia

A sort of crossover of Money Heist Korea and La casa de papel. Andrés is in the concentration camp Korean Berlin was in. Martín joins him there.

His mother's arms are a cradle, a safe haven.

A shelter from all that is evil on earth.

He can remember the faded feeling of bones colliding, rubbing, which nevertheless feels as comfortable as nothing in the world.

Nothing in the whole world.

But there's never much more than anything in the world.

And now his mother's arms are pincers, stealing his life, locking his way.

A very interesting concept with beautiful execution, and very poetic prose that aches just right when you read it.

The Swan's Symphony by @nharidy

Martín plans another and executes heist after the gold heist, and a rescue mission for Andrés on the side – who is alive but asuffering <3. All the old members of the gang are there, and also a lot of new additions.

“Is this true?” Estocolmo asked, turning to El Professor. Mirko, however, was looking at Palermo. It doesn't matter whether it's true or not , he realized. Palermo wasn’t there because one night in the future he might get killed in his bed.

No, he was there for the one and only reason he's ever done anything since Mirko knew him.

El Profesor sighed.

This genuinely feels like a continuation of lcdp. It gives all the vibes of the show, the characters, their interactions and the action, flashbacks and execution of the heist are spot on. Just overall extremely fun to read.

Remember what your old pal said by @roccinan

La casa de papel Toy Story AU. Andrés is a bullfighter doll, and he finds Martín in the collection he belongs to. But what is Martín really up to?

Andrés is beautiful. And he doesn’t need a mirror to tell him what he already knows. Because he can stare at anything that bounces back light for a wonderful view of himself from head to toe: sunglasses, helmet visors, watches, or even the window on a bright spring day.

He has a slim, well-proportioned frame, a statuesque figure that expertly hides a body of incredible might and power within its wires.

This is genuinely just hilarious, and Andrés is perfectly delusional in it. And the Berlermo romance is so sweet – with an added element of darkness, of course.

10. Tag your friends to do this year-end fic review as well!

I think everyone has already been tagged and done this agajsks but I'll tag the ones I haven't seen doing it, please just ignore this if you have ✌🏼💕 @dormarunt @liz @signorin-anarchia @oreo @lammaducks ✨

#writer's review 2022 #la casa de papel #lcdp #money heist #berlermo #martín berrote #andrés de fonollosa #berlin #palermo

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𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜

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❀ Hanahaki Hours 2024 Flower Symbolism MasterList ❀

Hanahaki Hours 2024 Calendar

Day 1: Poppy

Day 2: Daisy

Day 3: Forget Me Not

Day 4: Sage

Day 5: Wolf's Bane

Day 6: Avens

Day 7: Peony

Substitute 1: Orchid

Substitute 2: Narcissus

Previous Lists:

2023 calendar

2023 flower masterlist

#hanahaki hours #hanahaki hours 2024 #hanahaki hours 2023 #hanahaki disease #hanahaki #flower symbolism #flowers

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Rose Gold Eyes

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/v1wIgLF by Coffee (The_Coffee_Fandom) The rooftops were often silent at night, the streets were where havoc rained. The rooftops were often silent at night, a cat endlessly chasing darkness. The rooftops were often silent at night, and so that’s where she lay. The rooftops were often silent at night, so was her suffering. Words: 3998, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 4 of Flowers Aren't Always A Love Language Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Miraculous Ladybug, Maribat - Fandom Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Categories: F/F Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Selina Kyle, Bruce Wayne, Cirrus (The-Coffee-Fandom’s Original Kwami) Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Selina Kyle Additional Tags: Hanahaki Disease, the-coffee-fandom's Hanahaki Hours 2023, oh my goodness I’m a tag, gonna cry of joy, HH2023, Hanahaki Hours 2023, maribat rare pairs, tt2023, Discord: Tag Team Tournament (DCU & Miraculous Ladybug), Discord: Maribat Server, Discord: Holy Miraculous Batman!!!, Original Kwamis, thats my baby in there, took me ages to figure out what to name Marinette, Lady gays, Suitable/Safe for Coffee, No beta we die like my sanity without AO3 read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/v1wIgLF

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the caped crusader #the dark knight #dcu #ao3 #ao3feed

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ao3feed-maribat · 1 year

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Hanahaki Hours 2023

by Ultimatetornshipper

A variety of Hanahaki related fics across a bunch of fandoms i happen to like with a shit ton of different pairings! Angsty stuff. Hope yall enjoy <3

Words: 1049, Chapters: 3/7, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Batman - All Media Types, Assassination Classroom, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Avatar: The Last Airbender, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Damian Wayne, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Dick Grayson, Akabane Karma/Shiota Nagisa, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Azula & Ursa (Avatar), Azula & Ozai (Avatar)

Additional Tags: Hanahaki Disease

Thu, 11 May 2023 16:37:17 +0200 https://archiveofourown.org/works/47105677

#Maribat #mlb x dcu #dcu x mlb #AO3feed

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polizwrites · 1 year

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WIP Update - 1 Mar 2023

A slower (aka “normal”) writing week - I only touched 2 fics (2 WIPs & 0 new works) but managed a total of 2027 words!

On Ao3, I posted:

The Words Engraved Upon Our Souls - Stucky Soulmate AU with supportive(pining)!Tony. An Indecent Proposal - Pepper POV No Powers AU (implied Stony) The Steward of Brookline Manor - Werewolf & Regency AU, WinterIron outsider POV A Piece of the Action - Chapter 2 - pre-slash Tony + Scott Lang bonding over shooting repulsors. Wraps Around My Heart (Refusing to Unwind) - WinterIron hanahaki (Bucky POV) - WIP

On Tumblr I posted:

A Secret Garden - Part III - rolled into the above WI hanahaki fic

I have 11 active WIPs with my current deadlines being the Stucky and Avengers bingos.

See below cut for what I’m working on/planning to work on - arranged more or less by bingos/challenges/etc. As always, feel free to send me prompts or plot bunnies as well as asks regarding any of these projects or any other WIPs I’ve got out there. Interaction really helps feed the Muse and keep me motivated!

Bucky Barnes Flash Bingo 2023 [BBB_F23] (Ends 28 Feb)

I completed one card from the @buckybarnesbingo February Flash Bingo event - posted everything to Ao3 and completed my fill forms - just need to pull a masterlist together.

* Ultimatum - used this in combination with the FFC23 Day 9: Soulmate AU prompt along with my Stucky Bingo Stark Tower prompt for The Words Engraved Upon Our Souls - a Stucky Soulmate AU ficlet with supportive (and maybe pining, just a little) Tony.

* Unlucky - Filled this with Come Again Some Other Day It’s an introspective piece with Bucky reflecting on how much he hates being rained on that came in at 527 words.

* Undone - Filled this with Chapter 2 of Make My Heart Come All Undone - No Powers AU featuring surfer!Tony (with a secret) and amputee!Bucky. I got a good start on this thanks to the FFF23 Day 1 prompt: Wave and have since finished the fic, which is coming in at 2191 words - will probably post the final chapter March 3rd.

* Uniform - filled this with Clothes Make the Man - a drabble where on the eve of Project Insight, Steve takes on a more personal mission.

* Underdog - combined this with last week’s Flash Fiction Friday prompt . [#FFF189 Who Are You] for a double drabble: The Fist, Defeated. The plan is to possibly add on more (possibly present day) to also fill my ACB Isaiah Bradley square.

Tony Stark Bingo - Round 6 [TSB_R6 (Ends 28 Feb)

Skidded in with an almost natural blackout - 24 squares and two adopted squares!! I’ll be posting my masterlist later this week

* T3 - Pepper Potts/Rescue - Posted An Indecent Proposal on Saturday. It’s a partial remix of sabrecmc’s Indecent Proposal from Pepper’s POV that came in at 542 words.

* T4 - KINK: Concubine - this is getting pushed to the next round in order to do the idea justice. 😔

* A1 - AU: Regency - Posted The Steward of Brookline Manor on Sunday. It’s an outsider POV (Phil Coulson) of the first few scenes of To Tame a Werewolf. It came in at 713 words.

*A5 - Scott Lang - decided to add on to A Piece of The Action from the 2021 TSB Flash Bingo - Chapter 2 came in at 717 words and makes the fic more or mess a pre-slash/getting together fic between Tony and Scott.

* K2 - Secret Admirer - Posted the first chapter of Wraps Around My Heart (Refusing to Unwind), yesterday, inspired by Seeds of Love (WinterIron hanahaki fic by the super-talented @hddnone). Chapter 1 came in at 595 words and Chapter 2 is already written & will be posted probably on the 10th.

February Ficlet Challenge [FFC23] (Ends 28 Feb 2023)

I’m participating in the @februaryficletchallenge, where two prompts get posted each day. You’re supposed to write a 200+ word ficlet within 24 hours and share it to the collection - I’m ending up using these as prompts for longer works to fill bingo squares, but am posting each ficlet to Tumblr as I complete it. I kind of petered out on this, but the organizer said they’re keeping the collection open til June, so I may try to write a few more if inspiration strikes.

I’ve completed ficlets for the following prompts: (12 of 28 days)

Day 1: Wave; Day 2: Caught in the Rain, Day 3: “What’s up, Doc?”; Day 6: Pirate AU Day 7: Carnival/Amusement Park, Day 8: “This is the last time I bail you out!”; Day 9: Soulmate AU; Day 10: “Wet your whistle”; Day 12: Secret Admirer, Day 13: Vampire and/or werewolf AU; Day 15: Ice; Day 16: Out to Sea

Stucky Bingo Round Four [SB_R4] (Ends 31 May 2023)

Thirteen fills and one WIP with a couple of other vague ideas.

* B1 - Mutual Pining - no specific idea, but it’s so On Brand for me I’m sure I’ll come up with something! (maybe the Centerfold fic idea I’ve been toying with)

* O2 - Stark Tower - See BBB Flash Ultimatum above.

* N1 - AU: Fairytale - stretching this prompt a little to combine it with the FFC23 Day 15: Ice prompt for a double drabble. The Captain and the Soldier is vaguely inspired by The Snow Queen (Hans Christian Andersen).

* O4 - AU: Supernatural - got inspired by a dream to start a Stucky fantasy AU (magician!Steve/ensorcelled!Bucky) that @bill-longbow is collaborating on with me. We’re currently sitting at 1640 words (984-ish of which are mine). Will probably continue on this sometime in February/March. Current Last Line: "My men will accompany you back to Brookline in the morning.”

I also adopted the Writing Format: Remix one of your fics square – am thinking of taking one of my Stony or WinterIron No Powers fics and adapting it to a Stucky pairing – if you have any requests - hit me up!

WinterIron - No Powers AU – Stony No Powers AU

Avengers Bingo Round Four [AvB_R4] (Ends 2 June)

This time around the card is a 3x3, so am looking at writing different pairings for my two favorite Avengers - Tony and Steve. I have 2 fills completed and two WIPs, with a couple more ideas in play.

* A1 - Vulnerability - see TSB James “Rhodey Rhodes square above

* B1 - Unrequited Love - see TSB Secret Admirer square above.

* B3 - Mistaken Identity - I’m planning a third chapter of my Tony/Rhodey Western AU Decision at Sundown based on the ficlet I wrote to fill the “Wet Your Whistle” FFC23 prompt. The expansion will make both this square (and probably the fic itself) more explicit. 😁

* C3 - Dog Tags - seems like a good Steve/Bucky (or Steve/Sam?) square.

All Caps Bingo [ACB_R1] (Ends 30 Sep 2023)

This new bingo focuses on Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson as its main characters - paired up with each other or anyone else! I’ve got three completed fics, one WIP and two different ideas for the One Fill, One Bingo Challenge - see this Tumblr post for details.

* B2 - AU: Fugitive - I combined this with the FF23 Pirate AU prompt to write Flying the Flag of Freedom. I plan on expanding it to bring Sam aboard (so to speak) but need to do some more research first.

* G1 - Isaiah Bradley - see BBB Underdog above.

* O1 - “This is payback, isn’t it?” - combined this with the FFC23 - Day 7: Carnival/Amusement Park prompt for Recollection of Anticipation - Steve revisiting memories based on Bucky’s comment about the Coney Island roller coaster. It came in at 541 words and will be posted to Ao3 before this event ends.

* O3 - Pararescue Sam Wilson - may try to squish this into an expansion of A Rising Star - a previous Flash Fiction Friday fill.

Sam Wilson Bingo [SWB_R3] (Ends 15 Oct 2023)

Finally got my square incorporated into my Master Bingo tracking workbook and have one fill. I have a few squares I want to swap & will probably start tacking this and the All Caps bingo in earnest this month.

G1 - Rescue Mission - I combined this with last week’s @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt [#FFF190 Trapped in the Dark] to write a Sam & Bucky mission fic hurt/comfort ficlet: Down in the Hole (Some Emotions Are Hard to Hide) It came in at 525 words and will get posted to Ao3 sometime next month.

* G3 - Joaquin Torres - possible expansion of A Rising Star .

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On other creative fronts: I have a Launchpad McQuack and Deadpool Stuffed With Character figures in progress - still working on the figures/props for my three Marvel Trumps Hate auction winners as well (7 of 8 done so far) – thanks so much for your generous support!! Finally, I am prepping for a superhero con in March and another con in June so am pretty well booked up through spring/early summer.

That said, if you’re looking for one of a kind gifts for birthdays or other celebrations later in the year, check out Stuffed With Character over on Facebook for a full list of my designs (now over 100!). They’re mostly Marvel and monsters, but I have some Star Wars, Star Trek, DC and Disney figures as well. Plus I love to take custom design requests for any fandom!

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