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thespookyboos · 1 year

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There we go apple blossom weeeee

#welcome home #welcome home puppet show #wally darling #welcome home arg #fanart #wally x julie #welcome home julie #welcome home wally #julie joyful #apple blossom wh #appleblossom

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ramcel · 1 year

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L is for Love, Laughter, Lugubriosity, and Luck!

#welcome home #julie joyful #wally darling #WelcomeH #i love themmn.#so much..#thank you clown for letting them oit of their cage and into our lives #appleblossom #apple blossom wh #wizards magic

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kaybl · 8 days

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hierba-picante · 4 months

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Juuuliieee!! From that one au I never picked up- but I am indulging because I am coping! 🏃🏽‍♀️WITH SHIP ART HAHA

Appleblossom!! 🍎🌸

#welcome home wally darling #wally darling #welcome home julie joyful #julie joyful fanart #hierba art #wally darling fanart #welcome home fanart #julie joyful #welcome home apple blossom #welcome home au #julie x wally #wally x julie #wally darling magical girl au #wh au #wh fanart #julie joyful au #hierba picante art

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limideeznuts · 5 months

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POWPOOWWWW APPLEBLOSSOM ATTACK!!

#art #welcome home #welcome home fanart #wally darling #fan art #julie joyful #wally x julie #apple blossom #drawing #doodle #wh home #welcome home puppet show

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telraxsc · 1 year

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Un poco de ellos ^^

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arikihalloween · 8 days

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Appleblossom week day 6

Playtime !

With Wakfu AU !

I realise that I mostly drew them in ways that can be interpreted platonic all throughout the week lol

Not much of a reason, it's just that I like when a ship can be interpreted in all ways and nuances of relationships.

But don't worry, next day drawing is 100% romantic lmao

#welcome home #welcomehome #welcome home au #welcome home art #julie joyful #julie welcome home #wally darling #wally welcome home #appleblossomweek #apple blossom #Appleblossom week #wally x julie #wally au #julie au #wh wakfu au #wakfu au

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remon-chizikeki-the-second · 2 months

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Decided to redraw my old apple pie fanart bcuz i liked it very much lolol

comparison under the cut:

#i improved yuh #remon's art #welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home puppet show #wally darling #julie joyful #wally x julie #julie x wally #wh julie #wh wally #welcome home apple pie #welcome home apple blossom #redraw

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tateglog · 1 year

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This is an updated post on the AU account by Welcome home I decided to update the post every week on Fridays!

Here are all the social networks of the author and their ay!

(Tik Tok):

Rainbow Factory Wally: @dodozoi17

Lovesick Wally: @halohelene

Opposite Wally: @livelaughloveandersen

Creyscale Wally: @sweetestrosiebee

Red wally: @licoricecookie1

Mirror wally: @horrortheory01

Coroline Wally: @kylee_dottavioartist

Priest wally: @littlesweets34

Butcher Wally: @littlesweets34

Actor Wally: @frillsand

Homesick Wally: @nameko_nick

Ss!wally: @aku_sunshin3

Royalty Wally: @neonross_

Fallen Wally: @kimuarts

So below wally: @sobelowwallydarling

Space Wally: @mits_the_simp1

Flower bed: @majorkro

Assumption Wally: @bud_lor

60-x Wally: @tonyr3ed_tt

Wally Wonka: @deaddeerdarling

Zombie apocalypse Wally: @rrosebud333

Watcher Wally: @deadlyeyez

Skater Wally: @pickledplumzz

Siren Wally: @zoomie_zoomloll

Highschool Wally: @muffinturner

Beach town Wally: @pinksugarberry

Music universe: @erica.vikcy

Phantom Wally: @asterine_bean

Final!act Wally: @daylightgenesis

Observer Wally: @neonross_

Warley Wally: @blueymagicalkawaii

Reverse Wally: @cookiedoughcd

Ghost Wally: @m0th_gh0st

Daycare! Wally: @darkfluffydragon

Reaper Wally: @h0llyn0vaberry

Sweet n Jam Wally: @problepatic_blue

Lurk Wally: @donttouchdachild_

Apple blossom Wally: @astarlightsend

Metal Wally: @by_baby60

Punk Wally: @cartoon_loonatic

Photographer: @era_artx

Cafe Wally: @mocha_fern

sundowner syndrome Wally: @gutturalcarnivore

Mafia Wally: @brightkillerx3_prztx

Celestial Wally: @bubblegumbaby11_

Grimoire Wally: @starberries13

Psycho murder Wally: @kittysxrlmw

Parallel Wally: @parallel_au

Stargazer Wally: @ender_kinggs

Aviary Wally: @seiless_

Geno Wally: @sabrandomdraws

Hyper Wally: @kii_the_artist

Steampunk Wally: @rqgreyy

Schizophrenic Wally: @gyn3th

Apple Wally: @itskorrychang

Sweet Dreams: @wildspirit456

Escape the studio Wally: @thelazyangel456

Colloid Wally: @anonyjakashi

Eternal Dream Wally: @theextraidioz

Rockstar Wally: @tv_gvy

Glamrock Wally: @silly13r

God Wally: @sweetcoffee_

Silent Home Wally: @just_call_me_em_

Singer Wally: @ityart

WH Stage On Wally: @imjade381

Nightmare Dolls Wally: @yamicat144

The Dark Wally: @luigisbf

Apple Blood Wally: @javadoodle404

Omori Wally: @bm0ooo0

Ajolote Wally: @cossette_b

Ending Cycle: @manda.aarts

Pop star Wally: @sophia_lefeld_art

Skater Wally: @centiphantomhive08

Rui Wally; @im_suddenly_edgy

Police Wally: @localarsonist07

(Tumblr):

Pokémon Wally: @partycoffin

Mod Wally: @Clownsuu

Emo Wally: @Clownsuu

Ena Wally: @Eechytooru

Toymaker Wally: @wifumakervl

Playfellow Workshop Wally: @chez-cinnamon

Animated Puppetry Wally: @mandasarts

Finfolk Wally: @aerkame

Demon Wally: @infohazardouz

Overboard Wally: @echoentities

Muppets Wally: @somethingsomething-bear

Killer Wally: @itskorrychang

Big Apple Wally: @flippantfoe

Cupid Wally: @fetusmeme

Candy Land Wally: @shishimintyarts

Self-Aware Swap Wally: @anonymous-paperbag

Midnight Mass Wally: @vamlentvair

Sky Wally: @kyletheodred

Heart of glass: @starryofthy

McDonald's Wally: @yunjinerd

Tailor Wally: @shroomycattiktok

Circus Wally: @nonomives

Animatronic Wally: @kyletheodred

Creator Wally: @bloodrediscream

Doodle Wally: @bloodrediscream

Haunted house Wally: @kamigui

Jazzercise Wally: @itskorrychang

Jousick Wally: @professorjake

(Twitter):

DBD! Wally: @j_demi_creates

Fresh Wally: @GRIMMUSSYPAKITA

Observer Wally: @neonross

Plugue! Wally: @vividg4l4ctica

Faceless Wally: @Angeladrewlol

Infected Wally: @Suketchi

Swan wally: @deadlyeyez_

SCP Wally: @dottavioartist

Fading memories Wally: @BlueTokomon

Cult of love: @NummyPumpkin

Homesnax: @KnifeRat

Faceless Wally:@Angeladrewlol

#wally darling #welcome home #welcome home wally #welcome home wally darling #welcome home arg #добропожаловатьдомоикукольноешоу #welcome home au

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delcakoo · 2 years

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Ooo, soft hoursss. What about Niki with a s/o who's love language is physical touch but he's not really used to that so every little thing they do makes him super flustered. Am I explaining this properly? Probably not. Do I care? Just a little. ╥﹏╥ (Also, if you do decide to do something for this can you make it gn or masc. I forgot whether you do male readers or not ᰔᩚ)

I LOVE THIS IDEA and it gave me a chance to write gamer bf!riki content LMAO ty for the req 🫶! honestly i think i write confident/cocky niki too often so this was fun jshdjd

10:42PM — “i need backup, they’re pushing on bottom!” your boyfriend shouts into his headset from across the room, the aggressive clicks of his mechanical keyboard bouncing through the bedroom.

you lay unceremoniously on riki’s bed, scrolling through social media and yawning every so often. normally, you’d probably complain that the boy should be giving you his full attention, but considering the two of you had spent all day together at the arcade, you decided to let him enjoy his little game for the remainder of the night.

however, this doesn’t mean you couldn’t get a little closer for moral support.

one of your favorite things about riki was that every time you initiated any kind of physical touch, he lost pretty much all his confidence and turned into a blushy mess. perhaps it was because he’d never been in a relationship before, or just because it was you (it was a mixture of both).

the way he’d quickly divert his eyes after a kiss and pretend nothing happened, or when you gave him a hug and he’d freeze into a rock hard statue never failed to amuse you.

you had a feeling that eventually, riki would get used to the idea that your way of showing love was physical touch and use it to his annoying, teasing advantage, but for now, you decide to savor the power you have over him.

“hello am i on mute or something? i’m literally the only one defending down here!” riki continues to blabber, lifting a hand for a split second to push away his black bangs before quickly returning them to his keyboard.

meanwhile, you’ve thrown your phone onto his side table, creeping up quietly behind the focused boy. your eyes glance down to his fingers that move swiftly up and down the keyboard, then to his torso attiring a plain black t-shirt.

his eyes meet yours for a millisecond before they’re back on the computer, murmuring out a ‘hi babe’.

with his big headphones on, you know he won’t hear your response. so instead, you pull his arm away from his keyboard to give yourself just enough time to slip into his lap, back pressed right against the comfort of his chest. riki becomes inert instantly, and the beating of his heart increasing drastically makes an amused smile rush to your face. you think you hear one of his friends yell at him, wondering why his character had suddenly stopped moving just as he has now.

but riki ignores them, pulling off his headset. the poor boy doesn’t know where to put his hands, awkwardly gripping onto his gaming chair’s armrest as he looks down at you in his lap. “wh-what’re you doing?” he gulps.

you gaze up at him with a raised brow, “is this okay? i can get off if you’re not comfortable.”

he quickly shakes his head in disapproval, even going the extra mile of placing his hands around your waist softly. “no i- i like it.”

“oh, you like it?”

he blushes furiously at your teasing, cheeks blossoming an apple red. “that’s not what i meant! i just- i don’t mind, i guess.”

you decide to not embarass him further, chuckling smugly as you get more comfortable in his hold. “keep playing, then.”

so he does. and over the next hour, riki gets more and more comfortable having you in his lap, even building the confidence to rub your sides and leave soft pecks on the top of your head everytime he wins a game.

“can you watch me play like this more often?” he requests quietly.

“like, in your lap?”

you already knew that’s what he meant. you just wanted to hear him ask again.

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 7 months

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Oh Rollo, you may think Raven is naive in her thinking, but I believe it takes a strong heart to be willing to see all sides of a person as a writer looks at the different facets of a character. Perhaps you should go out and have lunch with her, have a chat about your opinion on heroes and villains in stories. Should be enlightening to you.

[Referencing this post!]

Will Today be the Day?

"I refuse to dine in the cafeteria."

Rollo had made it clear where he stood on the matter as soon as lunch hour came around. He cited a great many things to support his decision: the noise, the number of bodies crammed into one room, his stomach's delicate constitution.

Raven raised an eyebrow at his claims, but tactfully avoided questioning them. This was as polite as Rollo was going to get about wanting a moment of peace and quiet away from the mages he so despised—she had to cherish it.

"You can't tour the campus on foot and skip a meal in the middle of it. It's not healthy," she had told him. "If you won't eat in the cafeteria, then stay here. I'll fetch you something that's hopefully palatable."

He'd been waiting on a bench for a little over 20 minutes now, eating up almost half of the allotted time for lunch.

What is taking her so long? Rollo expelled a sigh into his handkerchief. Perhaps he had overestimated one simple-minded bird's abilities to gather food. If I wanted it done properly, I would have done it myself.

As the remnants of that thought fizzled out, it was replaced by the awareness of approaching foot steps. Quick-footed but light, as if their soles were barely touching the ground. Almost flighty in quality.

Rollo looked up—and there she was, Raven jogging at him with a paper bag overflowing with breads. A light sheen of sweat crowned her brow, and her cheeks were colored apple blossom pink from exertion.

She halted before him, bent over with one hand on her knee to collect her breath.

“Rollo-senpai!! Thank you for waiting,” Raven gasped out. “It was a war zone in the cafeteria today, everyone clamoring for the best food items…! But fortunately for me, the ghost chefs gifted me with whatever they couldn’t sell and yesterday’s leftovers. They’re a little stale, but still perfectly good!”

She thrust out the paper bag. Loaves and rolls of varying shapes, sizes, and textures peered out from it.

Rollo slowly nodded in approval. “I see. How prudent of you to save bread that would have otherwise gone to waste.”

He reached for a croissant—and at the same time, Raven plucked a sesame seed studded bun and tore it in half, then into even smaller bits. Rollo stared. She scattered the crumbs at her feet, paying him no mind.

“… What are you doing?”

The girl smiled softly. "It's everyone's lunch time.”

Then, turning away, Raven cupped a hand to her mouth and released a trilling song. It was a wordless tune, just a few cheery, rising notes.

The eager flapping of many pairs of wings filled the air. Moments later, a plethora of birds descended from the skies. They spread out—at Raven’s feet, on her arms, in her hair.

Rollo almost choked on day-old croissant.

“Wh-What in the world…?!”

Some birds started pecking at the crumbs. Others—mainly the ones nesting on Raven—twittered in greeting. She giggled and twittered back, her tongue twisting into forms Rollo couldn’t comprehend.

"You're proficient in animal languages,” he said faintly.

“Just the avian ones,” Raven clarified. “… Oh, and they say hello. Mr. Pigeon mentioned you seem irritable.”

Rollo frowned—not taking well to the comments. Instead of returning the greeting, he asked, “Why are you supplying the local vermin with food? You feed pests and they’ll return for more, be it rats, raccoons, stray dogs or cats, or… birds.”

There was a collective gasp from the flock, even the ones with their beaks crammed with crumbs.

“Shhh, don’t listen to him. He’s just a little crabby today,” Raven cooed to them. “He’s not usually like this.”

They stared back doubtfully.

“… Okay, he’s usually worse.”

“You shouldn’t enable them,” Rollo continued sternly. “Whatever it is you’re telling them, it must be something foolishly naive.”

“Nest in his hat,” a blue jay declared, “or in his ugly hair. That’ll teach him.”

“No, no, poop on his shoes. Humans hate that,” a dove suggested.

“Want us to peck his eyes out?” a robin offered.

“I’ll eat his liver,” a canary said sweetly, “like the eagle did in the tale of the Fire Thief.”

Raven shook her head at the needlessly aggressive birds. She knelt, letting the birds on her flutter or climb down to join the others, then took a seat herself beside Rollo. A moment of silence elapsed before she spoke again.

“If I recall correctly, the people in the City of Flowers look after community goats. The stories say that goats will come to help you in your time of need—and that’s where the tradition comes from.”

Rollo snorted. “You think songbirds will come to your aid?”

“I’m not being nice to them expecting something in return. I think… with the passage of time, something that started off with a reason behind it just becomes natural and routine. Something genuine.”

“That still doesn’t answer my question.”

“Not everything has an answer,” she replied mysteriously. “… In any case, this is our lunch period so we should unwind rather than spending it worrying over the details.”

“Your feathered friends look like they want to commit murder,” he commented stiffly.

“Maybe they wouldn’t look like that if you hadn’t insulted them to their faces?”

“The offer’s still on the table,” the peck-happy robin piped up.

“Hmph. I don’t understand why you indulge these pitiful creatures as you do. There is nothing to be gained from associating with them.”

“Maybe you see it that way, but I don’t.” Raven folded her arms and tilted her head to one side. “I like to think of it like this: every living being is the protagonist of its own story—but because of that, it also makes them a supporting character in other peoples’ stories. No one is a hero or a villain by default, they only become that through the lenses of other’s stories and interpretations. That’s why I try to give the benefit of the doubt and second chances.”

She waved a hand at the feasting cluster of birds. “Animals too, are protagonists and supporting characters. They lead their own lives, tell their own stories, and uphold our own as well. They deserve to be treated with the same dignity as you or I.”

Rollo grimaced. He could no longer get his croissant down—not comfortably, at least.

“… You may see yourself as a savior, but others may think differently.” Raven placed a hand on her chest. “But redemption is not yet out of reach. Even villains can have happily ever afters, and not necessarily at the cost of ‘turning good’. Fairy tales have evolved beyond the black and white binary.”

Rollo eyed her warily. The birds all seemed to be holding their breath in anticipation for his response.

“… You speak like the heroes with bleeding hearts from those very same stories,” he said at last. “You think yourself superior?”

“Not at all. I’m simply an outside observer. I can have faith and make wishes upon stars because I can see the potential overflowing from each and every character.

“What a childish way of viewing the world. It’s a fool’s dream.”

“But a dream nevertheless—and if it can be dreamed, then it’s a very real possibility.”

“Hmph. Has anyone ever told you that you have the imagination of a child?”

“I’ll take that as a compliment, Rollo-senpai."

“Of course you would.”

"You have a strong imagination yourself." Granted, it typically involves mages being extinguished in a blazing hellfire but that’s neither here nor there.

Raven shrugged and stuck her hand into the bread bag and rummaged around in it. She retrieved a slice of milk bread and chomped down.

“… Are you really going to spend your entire lunch griping? Let’s enjoy this moment. It’s not everyday when we have such good weather and unique company.”

Rollo said nothing more—the strained conversation was over. Pointless and unfruitful, as he had suspected it to be from the very beginning.

Sitting side by side, they munched on bread and avoided eye contact for the remainder of the period. Bird watching and drinking in the day together.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Rollo Flamme #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #Raven Crowley #disney twisted wonderland #Rollo at the Writing Desk #twst interactions #twisted wonderland interactions

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wellthebardsdead · 1 year

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Some mononoke au for you with some art from the anime that inspired it? And a cup of coffee? The holiday seasons been kicking my ass ~Bambi

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Zenyatta: *sighs and floats into his & genjis on base apartment after a lengthy therapy session with sojiro* I’m Ho-… *pauses seeing Genji & Hanzo sitting there… waiting* …I told you what’s discussed in sessions is private!

Genji: But he won’t tell us anything!

Hanzo: how can we help him if he won’t let us?! He’s hurting! What if he loses control and lashes out because of it like I do?! I inherited that trauma response from him!

Zenyatta: *sighs and rubs his face* he blames himself for not taking you both & all the money he could and fleeing the clan after your mothers death & genjis birth. He regrets not making the right decision.

Genji: the- right decision?

Hanzo: how could he have possibly known things would get as bad as what they did? If he’d of run the clan would have hunted us down and killed us.

Zenyatta: yes he mentioned that. He also mentioned how he set up your mothers dream coffee shop and florist and raised you there before falling in love with two, very powerful, and familiar men… one of whom also made a different choice that involved him adopting cassidy when he was only a baby instead of a grown teenage-

Genji: HE FALLS IN LOVE WITH GABE?! WHERE DID HE- WHO WAS THE OTHER GUY?!

Zenyatta: Jack of course.

Genji: I?! HES TRYING TO GET INTO MY DADS PANTS IN THAT REALITY TO-

Hanzo: *covers Genji’s mouth* how did he even find out about all of this? Did he see it when he died? I’ve had thoughts of how differently my life could’ve gone when I was close to death…

Zenyatta: no he said his room showed him.

Hanzo: excuse me?

Zenyatta: he showed me himself too, it was quite interesting, very pretty too. *sighs* if you go look, don’t mention I told yo- *looks up to see them both gone* why do I even bother?

*A few moments later*

Genji: *knocks on Sojiros door only for Hanzo to open it and step in* I-

Hanzo: tou-san- *staggers past his brother only for what looks like a watercolour painting of a sparrow to land on his hand before flying off and landing on a tree seemingly within the wallpaper but not*

???: over here…

Genji & Hanzo: *turn to see a wall of masks seemingly floating in midair in an endless forest of watercolour cherry blossoms, peach, plum, apples… so many blossoms, so many starlings & sparrows*

Genji: d-dad?

???: hold on. Let me put my face back on… *suddenly steps out from behind a tree, Sojiros body, head, tail, but his face hidden behind a cracked faded mask* I haven’t had time to compose myself f-from therapy yet, I’m sorry you have to see me this way… *walks to the masks and pulls down one that looks like his face before putting it on and turning around to reveal, him, very much Sojiro*

Hanzo: father? I… this place? How did you fit it into your room?

Sojiro: It doesn’t exist within reality. Not outside it… it’s somewhere in between… this is the reality I live in most comfortably. Neither alive, nor dead, not human but not quite a spirit either. I can see things that have happened, things that will happen, what could have happened. I can see everything about anybody who steps in here… and you’re both grounded for snooping on my therapy. *folds his arms*

Genji: I- wh-we just wanted to help!

Hanzo: *sighs* that’s… that’s fair… sparrows right though, we merely wanted to know why you were hurting so badly…

Sojiro: because I failed you. Both of you…

Genji: dad…

Hanzo: father you didn’t-

???: tou-san! Tou-san!!

All Three: *look to the tree Sojiro emerged from to see a painting of, but unmistakably a young Jack Morrison walking into view holding toddler Hanzo, both of them waving to Sojiro*

Sojiro: *smiles tearfully & waves back making them disappear back to their reality, their dreams, their timeline…* You two… all three of us suffered because I was afraid… I took the wrong path.

Genji & Hanzo: *both walk to him and hug him tight*

Genji: it’s okay… we still found each other at the end…

#overwatch #overwatch shitposts #genji shimada #hanzo shimada #Sojiro shimada #mononoke au #zenyatta #genyatta #yes it’s hinting at the Shimada coffee au #Shimada coffee au

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kaybl · 9 days

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Day 7: spring (finally) @appleblossomweek

with sailor wally and sailor julie (he doesn't wear his earring rn because he felt it heavy OK not because i forgot)

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hierba-picante · 1 year

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Sometimes you get gf who has weird humor- that means she's a keeper!!

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amalia-uwu · 7 months

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🌹Hanahaki🥀

Based on Skerbbie's fanfiction Firsts & Seconds @skerbbie 💚

I DO NOT OWN -> Undertale, Horrortale, Farmtale, the fic First & Seconds, Hanahaki disease. The rights go to the respective owners!

Warnings ⚠️: Angst, Hanahaki Disease, body horror, light gore, blood.

(please tell me what else to add).

CHAPTER 1 (you are here)

CHAPTER 2

Undertale by Toby Fox

Horrortale by Sour Apple Studios

Farmtale by GuinongTale_AU

First & Seconds written by Skerbbie @skerbbie 💚

Hanahaki Disease by Matsuda Naoko

Cover Photo by Tyler Lastovich from Pexels

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🥀🌹🥀🌹🥀🌹🥀🌹🥀

CHAPTER 1 :

Hanahaki

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He could no longer deny the fact that he had developed feelings for the fell monster....

...He didn't know... if their feelings were mutual..

Sans wanted to refuse, forsake his emotions for them! But, couldn't..

.

It started one day...

He didn't know why but, he began feeling a tingling sensation in his soul and thorax..

He would find petals in his clothes, bed and many more places.

Sometimes he will even cough red petals of daffodils or red roses or a mix.

He didn't say anything to Papyrus and he prayed that he wouldn't notice.

Seems like luck was with him on that one. Cause, Stones needed to visit the town for some works.

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Sticks paid close attention to the small flowers blossoming in his soul.

Red roses, carnation, lilies, forget me not, daffodils and many more flowers.

Alright, he really needs to call Abby. Well it's not like you wake up everyday to flowers blossoming around your soul..

Besides, he could no longer keep this a secret. He needed to know what was happening.

He pulled his phone and dialed Abby's number.. "Heya Abby? Can we meet somewhere quite? There is something I want to show you..."

She accepted. "You can come to my office". He teleported there.

.

He removed his shirt revealing the red flowers, that covered most of his ribs.

Abby's eyes widen slightly. The shock was replaced with sorrow, understanding, pity...

She walked closer, concern on her dark eyes.

"How long?" she questioned; slowly touching and inspecting some of the flowers that had embraced Sticks's ribs.

"Days to a... week...(?) " he looked down, then at her again. "Can you... fix it?".

She removed her hands and sighed defeated "I am sorry Sticks.. but.. I can't fix the Hanahaki disease"

He blinked perplexed "Hanahaki disease?"

"Yes it's a disease where a person who has an unrequited love; in other words one sided love, will blossom flowers in their chest.. You repressed your affection for someone to the point you got the hanahaki.." she didn't have the heart to continue.

He looked at the ground, then raised his face to fully look at her "Is there a cure?" his soft monotone voice low.

"They must love you back. True love. Friendship doesn't work. That's one way for the flowers to disappear.

Second way is; you can remove the flowers by surgery but all the love you have for your lover will be replaced with apathy. You will no longer love them".

He hummed lowering his emerald eyes. "What if... it's too late?" he asked quiet hesitant.

She looked at the ground. Her dark eyes held grief. Her blonde hair covered her eyes a little.

When she spoke she wasn't looking at him. She couldn't bear to look at him.

"Those... whose... love was not requited by their beloved in time.... didn't have a happy ending..

I'm sorry..."

She gathered the courage to look at him. Her job could be so fucking difficult at times..

«How was this happening? Why was it happening? He did nothing wrong.. What kind of cruel fate is this? Why is this kind sweet skeleton going through this?! » many questions were on her head.

Sticks took it surprisingly calm, "Don't tell my brother or anyone! This is between me and you okay?"

"Sticks? Wh-" she looked at him eyes wide.

"He already worries too much" he looked at the ground, his brow narrowed, then at her.

"Sticks he is your brother he must know!" despair in her voice.

"No! I-" He began coughing some red petals landed on his hand.. Rose and carnation petals.

She stopped talking. She just observed. She felt an invisible hand squeezing her soul. He panted "Sorry Abby.. but, Please. Please.. I-I'll handle it. Okay?"

She lowered her head and bowed, "As you wish but at least, let me know in case you need something, I'll try to make it as comfortable as I can..."

He nodded "Thank you Abby" he smiled. He turned his back, walked towards the door and attempted to teleport.

"Sticks?" she asked softly. He was by the door, slouched, his straw hat covering his eyes. His mouth a tight line. He looked over his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry... It's beyond me.." this was one thing she hated in her job. Not being able to save someone..

"It's okay... Im not mad at you!" he turned to face her. He gave her a small smile.

"Some loves aren't meant to be requited... I can only blame myself for loving him..." he whispered and slowly faded away.

Abby heard what he said. She slowly sank on her knees. She brust into tears.

Sticks teleported back home. Once outside his home he walked towards the lemon trees. He knelt down and wept bitterly.

Maybe it was karma for all these times he didn't love someone back.

Maybe their love wasn't meant to be fulfilled..

They were from two different worlds.

After he cried his soul out he wiped his eyes. He got up and straightened up. He took some deep steady breaths.

He did some work around; feed the animals, clean the barn, pick up some vegetables and eggs.

Later cooked with Axe and both enjoyed a nice meal.

Will everything be alright? Propably. Right?

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As the days passed by and judging the fact he saw him everyday, every hour, minute and second.. the hanahaki deteriorated..

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He would go outside and cough more and more petals; a handful, sometimes even small whole flowers.

If Axe looked at him worriedly he would just smile and say "is just the dust and some flowers that bother me this season don't worry".

What else could he do? Tell him that he suffers because of him?!

No.. No.

He kept doing work around; cleaning, picking up the vegetables, fruits, feeding the animals etc.

Axe seemed to be quite helpful. He would look at him quite fondly..

Sticks noticed it but...the freaking flowers won't go away.

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Papyrus was in town. Abby saw him. She tried to play cool. But seeing him shattered her heart.

She respected Sticks decision. She sighed heavily. She hugged Stones and gently patted his shoulder.

"Is everything okay Abby?" he asked. She nodded "Yeah, I just missed you is all!" she smiled.

He smiled back.

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Sticks could only prune his flowers so he won't raise suspicions. He needed to keep them hidden. They began bothering him the bigger they grew.

He couldn't force Axe to love him.

No. You can't force someone to love you.

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Axe had noticed that Sticks was getting tired. Well, he was always tired but there was something off. He could sense it.

Axe paid close attention to him. Sticks had dark circles under his eyes sockets.

He seemed more tired than normal. He was coughing quite a lot especially when he (Axe) was around.

Axe actually loved Sticks's new fragrance. Sticks smelled like roses, carnations, lillies, forget me nots, daffodils etc.

The fragrance was a cocktail of flowers.

A pleasant fragrance for others

Pain and torture for the bearer...

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Poor Sticks.... You truly are an unfortunate creature...

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END OF CHAPTER 1

Chapter 2

Did you notice that at the end I said “Sticks you are an unfortunate creature?”

It's a literacy device. It symbolizes fondness. Fondness of the author towards the character.

Please let me know what you think!

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sweetlavandertea · 10 months

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soo I haven't told my tiktok about my tumbler yet but I will soon. Lucky to you guys you get early access or just sneak peeks of things I'm working on

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