since the thing perhaps is to eat flowers and not to be afraid

[irrigo]

(harmless) hanahaki meme

hanahaki (literally "vomiting flowers") is a fictional illness that began in japanese literature. most commonly, it happens in the case of unrequited love; flowers bloom in a person's lungs and their love suffocates them until it is either requited or they die. that's pretty angsty. instead, consider a world where hanahaki is a normalised inconvenience and it's never hurt anyone. flowers grow in your chest from the cultivation of love — for your friends, your family, your dog. and it's a feeling that wants to be known, so maybe you can't help spilling petals sometimes when you laugh, or sigh, or shout at someone. everyone knows what it means and it's something to be celebrated. you love. maybe you don't want to, though. maybe you chew on the petals and swallow them back, so that no one knows the feelings you're carrying around in your heart. but maybe that's not going to work forever, and sooner or later, you're going to cough those feelings up.

the short version ① hanahaki means your characters cough up flowers. plain and simple. ② it's caused by unspoken love, in any form, platonic or romantic; whether the love is requited has nothing to do with it. ③ the disease is not harmful in any way, and it's no more annoying than a persistent cough; it's treated as more symbolic magic realism here than concerned with the real life implications of coughing up flowers. ④ it's "cured" when a person expresses their love, whether the feeling is requited or not. ⑤ so basically, you can rp any everyday scenario... but now your character might have to deal with the minor nuisance of hacking up petals around the people they love. and those people are going to know what that means.

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bb | fate/ | OTA

[eternai]

rose lalonde | homestuck | OTA

[threnodeity]

guy cecil | tales of the abyss | OTA

[gardians]

raidou kuzunoha xiv | devil summoner raidou kuzunoha | ota

[concealedcarry]

Shuichi Saihara | Danganronpa V3 | M/M

[perjurer_ultdetective]

[ He's going to panic either way ]

fujimaru ritsu ; fgo ; ota

[lefol]

[ as many flowers blooming as there are servants. ]

hope this is okay!

[concealedcarry]

[In his own time, Hanahaki had been something to avoid at all costs. A Raidou was not meant to develop such attachments, his focus was to remain unclouded so he could carry out any duty in the name of defending the Capital and its people. But the Fourteenth had failed in that aspect; they'd bloomed in his ribs and throat for the few friends he had, forced him to chew and swallow them before they saw the light of day. None of his associates would know how much of his silence, his reticence to speak, was for fear of petals spilling from his lips.

As a Saber, a Servant, Raidou knows it should be much the same. He is a weapon and a tool in this conflict, meant to fight for his Master - Ritsu - to see her will done and her goal accomplished. He didn't think Hanahaki could even affect him now, outside of time as he was, and yet as of a few weeks ago the petals had reemerged to plague him. He's already become reacquainted with their taste as he swallows them back, and the two times he hadn't been able to stop himself from outright coughing, the petals had been soft and vibrant, a hue he'd never seen. It's... concerning, to say the least.

It's during downtime from conflict, and in the middle of a conversation with Ritsu, when Raidou next feels the telltale itch in the back of his throat. He resists as long as possible until he's finally forced to turn away from Ritsu, tugging his cape up to hide any petals that might spill from his hand as he coughs. A small fit, a second or two, before he clears his throat and tries to discreetly hide any evidence.]

My apologies, Master. I didn't mean to interrupt.

[The problem is he can still feel that itch, another fit waiting to happen, another petalfall to sabotage him. Raidou does his best to maintain composure and fight it, but he knows it's only a matter of time.]

lacie baskerville. pandora hearts. ota

[perpetua]

[loafs]

( YOOOO i think i played off you a previous meme? wanna go off of a hgw au?? i'm probably gonna have hector cough up flowers )

Peter Parker | Amazing Spiderman | OTA

[spideyguy]

[Ho Boy.]

Pyrrha Nikos | RWBY | OTA

[fatedforvictory]

Tiphane Fortanceste | original | ota

[synthesises]

harry potter | harry potter | m/m

[hpotter]

yoshitaka mine | yakuza

[hakuho]

[tojoclan]

[ Let's say it's after a meeting. Daigo normally has other business to deal with, but today he's putting that off. He's just being a nice guy, y'know? He's concerned. ]

Mine? Is everything alright? You were coughing.

Dazai Osamu | Bungou to Alchemist | OTA

[thesettingsun]

[also available in recolle flavor!]

goro akechi | persona 5 | ota

[justicedeserved]

aus the shit out of this

[actus]

[ it was only a matter of time, really.

akira could only stave off attachment and those types of feelings for so long. after getting put on probation and placed in tokyo for a couple of years, his world grew. the people he encountered on a daily basis expanded. and working a part-time job at both leblanc and the flower shop afforded him many opportunities to meet people. one of those people being one (1) far-too-pretty ace detective. he didn't know that much about him, but he knew the face from his segments on talk-shows thet played on leblanc's old tv. the boy came to leblanc often and he never said much but he was fascinating to watch.

and apparently that fascination turned into a hardcore crush that he could no longer ignore because .. well, he started coughing up petals. they changed shape and color from time to time but it didn't take a genius to figure out who he was pining over.

it's been fairly easy to hide... since goro isn't here everyday and he can just excuse himself to the restroom if he needs to. he's thought about admitting his crush just to get this to stop, but he's a romantic at heart and he'd much rather the inconvenience than destroy this giddy-feeling in the pit of his stomach that feels like butterflies. ]

wataru hibiki | ensemble stars

[astounds]

[coze]

( i hope it's okay to use your movie idea! because i laughed out loud irl and now i must... )

[ The click of the door's lock invited petals of a shy amaryllis, immediately crushed in a tightened fist after a brief cough to steady his breath, welcoming air. Jokes on him, though: the VCR sounds in compliance from behind, temporarily well-fed on a VHS tape, prepared for an old school storytelling session of a randomized genre brought to you by the very reason why sentiments equated to some absurd tangible form of constant hindrances. ]

... If you insist, then I ought to relocate instead.

[ AKA just let him unceremoniously exhale uncouth fondness in necessary isolation before you get his ass unwillingly exposed in horrendous embarrassment.

Still, a dumb stroke of luck allowed his life to collect and resume here, far from his past life: his name becoming a deteriorated brand, waning into deserved nonexistence — within the media, in everybody's life. Funny that. The one he deemed dull-minded and beyond intelligent redemption offered — well, an incredibly nightmarish version of "normalcy". In the end, it was better than depleting his expenses, taking on a nonsensical gamble to anywhere but here, no guarantee that restoring what was undone will ever return to some semblance of decent comfort — even as an unremarkable, no-name brat.

A twist and pull, unlocked liberation from being held captive by his own influx of emotions set in disarray, but Goro doesn't take a step out just yet. He always had that awful habit of figuratively looking back, prior events glazed over with the weight of solemn ends, lost opportunities of established chance encounters that only promised an inevitable collapse. There was a question that settled into place, useless fodder to replace an irrelevant verbal dismissal. So he risks a glance over his shoulder — thankfully, no flower petals again. At least directly looking at him doesn't cause rapid interventions: ]

I am curious, though. Care to provide a synopsis?

Nicky Parsons l The Bourne Series l OTA

[giveyourdaughteryourjob]

Jekyll/Hyde | Fate/

[cagedinflesh]

[perjurer_ultdetective]

[Up for a little cross canon?]

fractured milla | tales of xillia 2 | ota

[descendend]

Eijirou Kirishima | My Hero Academia | OTA

[explodosafe]

Nakahara Chuuya | Bungou to Alchemist | OTA

[goatsongs]

[aquaticrush]

[Chuuya seeing his... are they friends, is that weird, he can't very well call her his charge? Anyway, seeing this kid coughing up flowers is a pretty regular occurrence, usually solved by yelling at her about finding someone her own age until she cries (okay, that doesn't really solve anything, but she stopped mooning over his coworkers eventually).

Retasu seeing Chuuya do it isn't so common. She hesitates at the library door when she sees him cough, then looks anywhere else.]

Um... Is it okay if I ask about it? M-maybe I can help them notice you!

Tatsumi Kitano | Fate/Prototype: Fragments

[justiceally]

[bored_rumors]

[AU where A-ya is Tatsumi's caster servant and starts coughing up flowers sound good to you? ]

red saber ( nero claudius. ) | fate/

[rosaichthys]

[defences]

[Two Servants walk into a bar?? Or just a casual kitchen-like place. Look I don't even go here but it's small, cozy, it has a table, and Nitocris is aggressively semi-slamming a goblet of vaguely alcoholic liquid onto it and pouting a pout more severe than any she's mustered before. Nero wouldn't be her first choice of company to complain to, but she's come to appreciate that the two of them at least have their status and intelligence to share; despite the marginal differences in backgrounds, she'd much rather spend time around this particular saberface than try to wrangle a listening ear out of, say, absolutely anyone else.

So. Here they are, and she's one very frustrated young woman. It's bad enough that she's found herself dealing with a nagging cough recently, but it's developed to such a point that whenever she's so much as in the vicinity of a certain other pharaoh -- the worst possible thing, really, since Nitocris always does her best to appear as composed as possible whenever Ozymandias is around.]

I do not understand! For what reason is there to afflict a descendant of the gods with such a ridiculous ailment? And I am to believe that you all simply accept this as the norm here?

[Huffily, she crosses one leg over the other, pointedly sighing and turning away from Nero. Moreso than anything, she's terribly embarrassed by the petals that have been getting caught in her throat as of late.]

Saber of Red (Mordred) | Fate/ | OTA

[faeblooded]

[either role. Watch her swallow flower petals rather than admit to anything!]

[priforpalps]

I see. Thank you!

[ Fuwari smiles at her phone before ending the call. She allows herself an extra smile to enjoy how good she's gotten at using said phone. Perhaps it's bad to feel proud of herself, but this is a major step!

Then she turns to Mordred, smile growing reassuring. ] Hibiki-san has some extra clothes you can borrow. They'll be delivered shortly.

[ A look down at the muddy goat that had splashed all over what Mordred was wearing. ] I really am terribly sorry, truly...

[ A tiny upper lip bites a tiny lower lip. ]

integra hellsing ( hellsing )

[fairbrook]

( Wanna call her out on her cold exterior? Now's your chance!! )

madoka is ready to call her out with this vague-ass starter and sO AM I

[sagittaspei]

Sorry I'm late, Sir Hellsing!

[ Madoka all-but sprints the last few feet to close the gap between her and her mentor, bending over in a gesture that's half- bow of contrition, half- recovering her stamina and her breath. she peers up under her bangs, a sheepish, apologetic look on her face.

(she isn't actually that late, not really. but Madoka really, truly looks up to Sir Hellsing, and she wants to impress her, and well-- running dangerously close to being late for their meeting isn't exactly the best way to go about that.) ]

Judas | Saint Young Men

[thirtybits]

animus throwback

[alephbet]

[After everything that the Tower was, it's kind of nice to have a minor inconvenience like coughing up flowers.

Sure, it leaves Aleph's throat sore, but it's not going to kill him. He doesn't know the names of the white flowers he's left on the floor of the tiny apartment Judas is sharing with Andrew and Peter - his home has barely any plant life.]

Sorry, sorry, I'll clean this up.