Hanahaki Disease Meme

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HANAHAKI DISEASE

The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient coughs up flowers or flower petals. The only cure is to have that love reciprocated, or to somehow wipe away all one’s memories of their beloved person. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals.

1. Post your character with name, canon, and ship preferences in subject line. Also include whether you'd prefer your character to be the one suffering from the disease or not.
2. Tag other people.
3. Pain.
4. If you need help choosing specific flowers, this flower meaning chart might be a good starting point.

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[ghostfromthemachine]

Truly, your cruelty knows no bounds.

[ ...she grumbles, deadpan, and then headbutts his shoulder the way a cat might ]

[goatsongs]

[She's a lot like a cat. He ends up patting her head, since it's there.]

I'm the worst of villains. Just awful.

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ ...makes a vaguely purry sort of pleased low rasp in the back of her throat in response to patting and stretches her legs. cat confirmed.

her hair is sticking to his hand like he'd rubbed it with a balloon, though. looks like that static goes two ways. ]

[goatsongs]

[Looks like it does. That shouldn't be a surprise.]

You're cute as hell, you know that?

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ gives him one of those sulky grouchy looks, only to soften when she really registers his expression. the mission try to make whatever time Chuuya has left reasonably happy is at least partially a success, and so is her more selfish attempt to make as many memories with him in that time as she can.

and if she can make enough— if she can see more of who he is with someone he's let in, then maybe... ]

It probably helps that I'm sucking up.

[goatsongs]

You're cute anyway, even when you're being a jerk.

[Even when she's bullying him and he's snapping at her, he likes her. They aren't different people from the people they are right now, curled up in this bed.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ the same person can present themselves in very different ways, though. she knows that better than most.

...speaking of which, she's apparently settled down enough that the compliments don't quite sting anymore. which means— ]

Mm... I suppose it's a shared charm point.

[ —it's time to start retaliating. ]

[goatsongs]

I have done nothing cute whatsoever in my life.

[They're more similar than they'd like to admit.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

I have some bad news for you, Chuuya.

[goatsongs]

Nothing cute ever. You can't prove it.

[...it's a matter of opinion, Chuuya...]

[ghostfromthemachine]

Not with physical evidence, but I do have a perfect memory. I could start quoting.

[goatsongs]

I've never said anything cute ever, either.

[Not even in this conversation!]

[ghostfromthemachine]

Would it really be such a bad thing if you had?

[ says the pot, calling the kettle black, ]

[goatsongs]

It'd be terrible. The worst thing that could possibly happen.

[A stubborn kettle.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ ... lifts her head to look at him

then pointedly looks at the flower petals lying all over the floor

then back to him ]

[goatsongs]

[...okay, that's a point, but.]

Let me die with my dignity intact.

[ghostfromthemachine]

As someone who has both been there and done that, let me tell you that doing so is entirely overrated.

[goatsongs]

...They're in different categories anyway. I'm still not cute.

[ghostfromthemachine]

Keep telling yourself that, Chuuya.

[goatsongs]

I'd say your taste is questionable, but you like Miyazawa-sensei so I can't say that.

[Dammit.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

I prefer "odd," anyway.

[goatsongs]

You have odd taste, fine.

[...Snuggling intensifies.]

You don't have anywhere to be, right? Because I was serious about the pillow thing.

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ makes a whiny grumbling noise but obligingly ragdolls ]

I don't.

[goatsongs]

[Just gonna rest the back of his head on her chest, then.]

Great. You're soft and comfy, and I don't feel like moving.

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ guess who somehow did not actually think he meant anything in the vicinity of her breasts

biting the inside of her cheek to prevent herself from squeaking or otherwise giving herself away, though that does absolutely nothing for the blushing. after taking a moment to pull herself together she huffs and loosely drapes her arms over his shoulders ]

..."Soft," am I.

[ not that she actually minds, but. pretending to be offended is better than acknowledging being awkward. ]