Could I Get Pls Ren Amamiya X Fem!reader, Who Has Problems With Hanahaki? (It Is A Disease In Which Flowers

Could I get pls Ren Amamiya x fem!reader, who has problems with hanahaki? (It is a disease in which flowers grow in the lungs of the person you love, and you cough up flower petals and blood in one.)

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Hanahaki

A/N: PLEASE I LOVE THIS?? I am so excited to post this this was so fun UGHHGGHH THANK YOU SO MUCH! Also i will be referring to Joker as Ren Amamiya in this one, hope that's ok!!

Ren Amamiya x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Blood, Descriptions of Pain, a little sad, angst, mentions of heart break.

If i missed anything, please let me know!

Wordcount: 1,696

It was a beautiful day, truly, the sky a stunning shade of blue and the clouds fluffy pieces of cotton drifting in the wind. the sun had just begun to set, streaks of pink and orange and pale purple mixing in the the blue that would slowly soften, only to deepen once the moon rose.

The sky was pretty and all, but there was one thing that really stood out to you.

He looked so pretty, the pretty colours of the sky dancing off his glasses and pale skin, and he looked just ethereal. his hair, messy as ever, framed his face so nicely, and that charming smile was out as he spoke to your friends.

you had fallen behind the group a bit, but that didn't matter to you, not when you could look at Ren from where you were without being met with suspicious eyes.

You had liked him for what felt like forever, even though it had been just about a year. you had never said anything though. Not when he made it clear to his closest friends- You, Ryuji, and Yusuke,- that he heart only beat for Ann. it hurt more than it should have, to know that all you were to him was a Friend. But you supposed that was better than being nothing to him.

Your friends called to you from there places ahead of you, and you hurried over to stand by Ren.

"pretty, isn't it?" he murmured to you, Butterflies dancing in your stomach as he leaned down to you to ask the question. all you could do was nod your head in response.

The night ended after you and your friends watched the sun set, and you all hurried to quickly catch the last train before midnight. You and Ren were the last two of your group on the train, and you joked and giggled from your seats in the back of the train, showing each other meme's from your phones, and funny Tweets.

the train ride was short, and soon you were parting ways, waving to him from your door step as he walked off to Leblanc. You stayed on your front step until he was out of sight, and stood there even after he was gone, wondering, if maybe in another universe the two of you could be together, be more than friends. You were quick to shake your head. you had thought these thoughts before, and it only ended with you in a messy heap of blankets and tears.

in the light of the moon you sat on your bed, your face stained with tears. You knew this would happen from the moment you stood out on your front step. your head throbbed as you sucked in a breath, attempting to calm your breathing. something about the pain in your head was different, and it stirred a nauseating feeling into your stomach, and you were quick to stand up, which you quickly regretted.

you placed a hand on your head as you slowly made your way to the bathroom. Could it be the flu? maybe...but you felt fine just hours ago! you navigated through your dark house to your bathroom, and just as you passed the threshold of the door, you felt as if something had stuck to your throat.

you coughed, and felt little movement of whatever had wedged its self into it. you coughed a couple more times, and then finally you felt whatever it was in your mouth. it felt weird. smooth. soft. you spit it out into your sink.

Flower petals.

you had heard of this before. Hanahaki, a disease that sparked from unrequited love. Your thoughts traveled to Ren, his smile, his voice, his hair, and a pain found its way to your chest, right above your lungs. You coughed again, the stinging in your throat almost unbearable.

A dream. This had to be a dream.

Tears found there way down your cheeks, and you took in a sharp breath. You felt an anxious pang in your gut, and a saddend cloud fogged your head. You had known Ren didn't feel the same as you, and you had tried to live in ignorance, and force it from your mind. you spent your days pretending, wishing, that what the two of you had was more than friendship, even if he had explicitly told thats all it was.

A dream. You would go to sleep, and everything would be fine, right?

you ventured to your room, stumbling through the dark, but taking care to not wake up the rest of your family.

Weeks passed and it only got worse as time stretched on. The flower petals started to appear in a higher quantity, and with the flower petals came thorns and leaves. Your throat was sore, the white petals stained red from the blood that the thorns had drawn. Sometimes in the middle of the night, you sat in your bathroom coughing and crying, from the pain of a broken heart, and the stinging of your raw throat.

Today you were supposed to meet everyone. You didn't want to go, your throat so sore talking felt like a chore, but you did anyways.

Leblanc, the cafe Ren lived in was where you all met. It was nice, a rustic looking cafe with a warm and inviting enviroment. You hadn't seen everyone in weeks, you had been taking days off school, saying you were sick, or skipping because you couldn't bear to see Ren.

As you sat at the booth, sipping your drink, Ren slid in beside you.

"It's been a while, hasn't it? i've missed my best friend" he said, tossing you a teasing wink. A pang went through your heart, and you blinked hard, nodding your head, humming in response. You felt a heaviness in your chest as well, and you chose to ignore it. You took another sip of your coffee.

"So....I've been thinking...About Ann."

You felt your stomach drop, your chest tightening.

"I might ask her out"

You felt your chest tighten even more. He continued to speak, and you pretended to listen. Your chest continued to tighten....maybe it wasn't tightening because of what he said. You felt a pressure in your throat, a far to farmiliar. You coughed, covering your mouth, and stood up in an instant. Ren stood up beside you, his mouth moving, but you couldn't hear anything he was saying. Your ears were ringing, your throat sore, as you coughed in an attempt to push out the flowers crushing your lunges.

Chaos had erupted within Leblanc, your group of friends rushing to you, patting your back soothingly, and asking if you were ok. Ren had tried to rub your back, urging you to cough, but it had only made it worse and so you pushed him off. Having finally made it to the washroom, you slamed the door behind you and crahsed to the floor, hacking into the toilet. The petals in your throat felt thicker, sticker, and clung to the inside of your throat more than the other ones had. you continued to cough, feeling it sticking and slicing your throat. you coughed harder, some of your friends trying knocking on the door trying to see if you were ok. you ignored them, focusing more on coughing up the petals. You should have known this would happen. Being with Ren, Being near Ren, hearing his voice, everything about him hurt you, and in the end, it had only made this condition of yours worse.

You finally managed to cough it up. You could feel it in your mouth, scraping along your tongue and the roof of your mouth. a Flower. A full flower. Not just petals. You panted as you held it in your hand, staring at the flower, covered in your fresh blood. The knocking on the door and the calling of voices through it grew louder, and you opened your mouth to respond, but your throat had been scratched so much you didn't think you could speak. blood soaked petals clunge to your cheeks, blood dripping from your mouth and onto your lap.

The door burst open, you friends freaking out at your state. Ann came closer, her hand outstretched, but you moved away from her touch, the blood covered flower curshed in your hand, which caught her eye. her face filled with panic as she finally took in your full state, and let out a cry as she saw the blood coming from your face. you pushed yourself into the corner of the bathroom, dropping the flower, and wipping the blood from your face. it wasn't long before an ambulance was called.

Your doctor told you about it, well elaborated on what you already knew. You would cough up flower petals, more and more until it became a full flower. eventually, it would kill you. that was, unless you got it surgically removed. It seemed like the best option, but as usual, there was a price that must be payed. You would forget ever loving him. You would forget ever loving the glow of his eyes in the sun, and the softness of hands. you would forget loving the deepness of his voice, and the brightness of his laugh. It brought tears to your eyes. you had beat yourself up over loving countless times, but never, not once, did you ever want to forget the feeling of loving him.

But maybe it was for the better, Right? To let go, to move on. Maybe it would be better for you, maybe you would grow into a new person. It was a daunting feeling. You weren't sure if you were ready to let go, to face whatever you would have to without him.

People used to tell you that "Where flowers bloom, so does hope". it was something you mother said frequently, actually. you had lived by it for so long, clinging to the saying, telling yourself that if you lived your life by the day you would bloom too, and that hope and happiness would find its way to you.

You weren't so sure you believed that anymore.

Surprise guest.

HIII SOOOOO CAN YOU MAKE A SAIKI K FANFIC WITH AREN KUBOYASU X READER PLEASEEE????? FLUFF AND MAYBE SOME ANGST

OMG HIII YESSS

guys long time no see i haven't written in so long i had like no motivation

thank you for the request!!

Warnings: None!!

Wordcount: 558

It had been a while since Kuboyasu found himself in a fight. when he moved to PK academy he wanted to start a new life, and he had for the most part, but old habits die hard.

So when he found his weak friend Kaido getting harassed by some cocky 3rd years, he couldn't find a good enough reason not to fight them.

you'd reprimanded him more times than he could count, kindly of course, but in the moment all thoughts of everything disappeared, as they always did.

he knew he shouldn't be at your house, especially not this late at night. but it was just another thing he found himself not caring about. he threw a rock up at your window, once, twice, three times, before he saw your sleepy and slightly agitated face peaking out the window.

"Kuboyasu! What on earth are you doing here?" you sounded a little bothered, but at the sweet sound of your voice he instantly felt his tense muscles relaxing.

"Sorry...can I come in?" he whisper-yelled to you, and you sighed before moving out of the way so he could come up and climb through your window.

he pulled himself through, and he watched as you sat on your bed, rubbing your eyes. your PJ shorts had little dinosaurs on them, and looking at them made him smile. You finally looked up at him, and took in his looks. his hair was mussed, his part uneven. his glasses were long gone, bruises littering his face. you gasped, suddenly looking a lot less tired.

"K-Kuboyasu? did you get in a fight again? Seriously....you never learn.." you said. He could see the slight twinge of worry in your eyes even though you tried to cover it up with faux annoyance. he brought his hand up to rub the back of his neck.

"Yeah.." he muttered, looking away from you. you gently grabbed his arm, lazily pulling him into your bathroom. you pushed him down on the toilet, before rummaging around in your bathroom sink. You pushed your messy hair out of your eyes, tucking a strand behind ears. he smiled slightly- seeing you in such a domestic moment made him feel so at home.

you took a seat on the counter, gently taking his face in your palms. He tried to ignore how cute you looked in your sleepwear, and he felt a slight blush creep up his neck at the close proximity of you two.

"Your ridiculous...thought you wanted to leave fighting behind you?" you muttered as you gently dabbed at his face with rubbing alcohol. "I know your strong...but i can't help but worry.." you continued. Kuboyasu felt a twing of guilt in his stomach, and he frowned slightly. he flinched as you dabbed at a particular part under his eyes.

"sorry...." he murmured again. you clicked your tongue at him, but a small smile creeped up on your face nonetheless. you plastered a cute Hello Kitty band aid on his cheek before leaning in to press a soft kiss on it.

"So it feels better soon..." you muttered as you pulled away, your face red. he blinked for a second, before smiling up at you. he leaned in, pressing a kiss to your cheek as well.

"for no reason...just felt like it." He said, smiling softly as he pulled away.

Mello leaving wammys house

Sunsets

A lil Neji drabble cus i've been watching Naruto and was reminded how much i love him :))))

i will be posting soon i hope, i just kinda lost motivation for writing persona 5 atm.....

if you have any requests please ask, i will get around to them!!

warnings: Fluff

Wordcount: 399

Wind rustled his hair as the two of you stood on the hill, overlooking the village. He was so pretty it took your breath away every time you saw him. The paleness of his face, and the sharpness of his jaw, the deep chocolate brown of his hair, the endless stormy purple-grey of his eyes. He stood a bit ahead of you, the sun setting off in the distance ahead of the both of you. Your breath caught in your throat as he turned slightly too you, reaching out his hand, which you grabbed softly. It wasn’t often that either of you had time to be alone together, and considering Neji wasn’t a fan of displaying his affection for you in front of his friends, it was even harder to find peace when your comrades always seemed to be surrounding you. You were lucky, you thought. That the two of you could have this moment, even if it wasn’t for very long. You didn’t mind. Not when you could feel his cold, delicate, calloused hand wrapped around your much warmer hand, cooling you off slightly as the setting sun spread heat into the world in the form of warm oranges and deep pinks, and a warm summer breeze softly flowed around the two of you. You moved softly to stand beside Neji, the slightly long grass tickling your legs. You softly leaned against his shoulder, and he pulled you in by the waist, his arm wrapped softly around you. That was one of your favourite things about loving Neji. his soft, silent way of loving you, as if words could never convey what he felt for you. His love, as intense and colourful as the sunset that ran across the sky like a stream of light, but as soft as the clouds that lay against it. his love was never too much colour, never too bright, never too intense. Because of his clan's rules and his upbringing, it had taken him a long time to get used to Love. experiencing you and your unique way of showering him in your love had taken time for him, and slowly he was starting to accept the soft touches in public and gentle kisses to the cheek, even if a couple people noticed it. Slowly, he was starting to do the same. Slowly he was starting to allow himself to crave your touch, your voice, your person. Slowly he was letting the colours of his love shine as bright as they were.

Could we get some boyfriend Chuuya headcannons? <3

Boyfriend Chuuya Headcannons~

Absolutely! thank you sm for requesting!!

Warnings: FLUFF

Wordcount: 215

honestly hes so sweet. hes devoted his life to you

loves loves LOVES to spoil you. buys you designer clothes/bags/shoes, treats you to fancy dinner dates, buys you tickets to go so your favorite band, whatever you want he will get for you

loves to do fancy dates but also adores dates that are more intimate and personal? takes you out to picnic dates, or to a vintage store. also loves to do dates with you at home, like painting portraits of one another or cooking/baking together

actually pretty good at cooking, and LOVES to try making new recipes for or with you.

also likes to take you out for night drives, either on his bike or in his car. takes you to the nicest places with the best views.

when the two of you move in together his house is BARE. it is up to you to add any decorations

you guys have a show that the two of you watch, usually once a week (Sometimes you guys binge on weekends) and he loves it. he always gets everything all set up- fluffy blankets, extra pillows, snacks, everything.

really likes to do domestic things with you. taking bath's together, cleaning together, cooking, grocery shopping, it all makes him feel so loved