Chapters: 7/?
Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Charles | Grian/Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar
Characters: Charles | Grian, Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar, Joe Hills | joehillssays, ZombieCleo (Video Blogging RPF), Steffen Mössner | Docm77, Natalie Arnold | StressMonster101, Cubfan135 (Video Blogging RPF), Pearl | PearlescentMoon, impulseSV (Video Blogging RPF), GeminiTay (Video Blogging RPF)
Additional Tags: Hanahaki Disease, But Without Any of the Angst, Hanahaki disease is a nonfatal condition of puberty and is more embarrassing than painful, Nobody Dies, Grian does suffer but it is funny suffering, Romantic Comedy, Fluff and Humor, Vomiting, Coughing, Temporarily Unrequited Love
Summary:
Grian is a grown adult hermit with a stable adult life and mature adult thoughts. That's why it's more than a little embarrassing when he starts coughing up flowers every time he thinks of his best friend Scar. Everybody knows that Hanahaki disease is a teenage thing, right up there with acne, voice crackles and growth spurts. Fixing it is as easy (or as difficult) as resolving your feelings for your crush, but that usually requires actually talking to that person. Grian is bound and determined to do things the hard way.
(Or, the Hanahaki fic where nobody coughs blood, nobody dies, nobody is compelled to love anybody else, and Grian gets teased by all his friends about his crush.)
Chapter 7 has posted at long last! Real life is the absolute worst for causing delays, but here we are!
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my love 🥺🥺
i wanted to thank you again for helping me lots after my nightmare, i feel so much better now that you’re here with me 🥺🥺🩷 even while you’re sleeping i still feel like you’re here in my heart 🥺🩷
our conversation last night was so heartfelt like you said 🥺🥺 i love that we get to talk about everything and anything while being comfortable and open 🥺🥺 i feel so secure and happy with you and that’s what i needed the most… you’re who i need the most 🥺🩷
actually at the moment i’m rewatching one of my childhood animes >3< and waiting for the chicken crispies to be done~ it reminds me that i didn’t tell you what kind of ice cream i bought from the store yesterday!! 🥺🩷 so we got frozen themed cones, cookie dough ice cream, vanilla/chocolate ice cream, pistachio ice cream and sorbets >3< i feel like you’d like the cones so i took a picture that i’ll send you!! they’re so smol and colorful and so pretty like you 🥺🥺🩷 i wanna have them with you my love 🥺😚🩷
our themes are so cute together we are really matching 🥹 i wanna be in a forest not far from a river with you~ 🥺🥺🩷 my fairy of crystals~ 🥺😚💎🩷🩵
today’s moodboard is still pokémon themed! i had this one ready yesterday too because i was hesitating between the swirlix one and the pikachu one hehe >//< pikatyun is a cute kitty~ 🥺🩷🩷
mommy 🥺 i hope you get to wake up without any cramps this time around :(( my poor mommy shouldn’t be in pain 🥺 i know how it feels… i wish i could rub your tummy while we fall asleep 🥺😚🩷 my girlfriend~ >\\\< i’m so happy with you i love you mi amor~ te extraño mucho 🥺🥺🩷
my baby~ 🥺🩵
of course my love 🥺 i’m so glad i could provide comfort after your nightmare :( i’m always here for you my love 🥺🩵🩵
baby 🥺🥺🥺 i love that we’re so comfortable with each other i feel like i can talk to you about anything i always feel so secure and comfortable with you my love 🥺 this made me smile so much baby you’re the one i need the most 🥺🩵🩵
oooh chicken crispies 😩😩 i know it’s been a while since you sent this ask but save me someee~ ooh pistachio ice cream!! she’s an underrated queen not a lot of people appreciate her but i do 😤 glad to see other intellectuals such as yourself do too 😌 you got so much good ice cream!! oo i’d love to see the cones~ i’m excited to see :3 aaajshshs babyyy >//< the moment you said smol and pretty i thought of you! 🥺👉����👈🏾 they sound good i’d love to have them with you my love 🥺🥺🩵🩵
our themes are so so cute as soon as i took the screenshots i was like omg we devoured… we seriously ate with these 🥹🥹🩵🩷🌱 i wanna be a little forest fairy with you too my love 🥺 we would hold hands and fly around and take naps in flowers and drink from the morning dew and eat honeysuckle nectar together 🥺🩵 my pretty little cherry fairy~ 🥺🩵
AAAAAA THIS MOODBOARD IS SO CUTE I LOVE ITTT😭😭😭😭 our little pikakitty taehyunie 🥺🥺🩵🩵🩵
sadly the cramps have come to stay but i won’t let them win >:( i will stay strong and push through these cramps! my girlfriend is so sweet and soft 🥺 my pretty girl~ te quiero mucho mi hermosura 🥺🥺🩵 mi vida~ 😚😚🩵
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cant believe im just now finding out u have a tumblr⁉️ ive read ur hanahaki au fic soo many times now already and i sm in LOVE... ive read so many within the past idk how long ive been reading fanfics LMAO six?? years???? n this is 100% one of the most unique ones (the only one that tops this in uniqueness was the one where the character eventually became a literal plant and died that way and tbh i like this one more bc i hate mcd n heavy angst 🫶) n its SOO good its addicting every fic ive read hanahaki is ALWAYS treated as a super serious thing n while i love that idea this is the first time ive seen it be treated as just a light thing thst everyone goes thru (also the detail of the flowers growing in hair is soooo <33333) n its so great n i am shakign grian begging him to just TELL SCAR YOU FOOL (but also dont yet bc im a bit too in love w this story) waaaaa its so good!!!!!!!!!! i wabt more people to read this n more people to write lighthearted hanahaki aus and just 🫶🫶 i will gladly wait 6+ months for updates on this and look forward to them all the same as i am rn rhats how much i love this fic LMFAO (this is saying something bc i usually will stop reading fics if they haven't been updated by that long😓 i cant get into the email my ao3 account is connected to n i dont wana make a new one so i keep every tab open separately n try to refresh them every day n sometimes they gota be trimmed down yk?? 50+ tabs of refreshing is not fun or good for my phone)
(i am so sorry this is just a giant wall of text .oops 🫶 now that ik u have a tumblr expect this every time u post LMAO)
Thank you so much, what a lovely comment! <3
I'm really glad you're enjoying the fic, I'm having so much fun writing it! I love a good angsty sadfic as much as anybody, but sometimes you just want a little romantic comedy with low stakes and everybody being friends and a few embarrassing-but-not-too-humiliating Situations for a favorite character. And I wanted to write a hanahaki fic because the idea of coughing up flowers to show you love somebody is really, really funny except for the fact that it's painful and fatal. Take that away, make it uncomfortable and barely harmful, and a world of possibility opens up!
I'm hoping that We Could Be Sleeping in The Flowers will wrap up in two or three more chapters because I've already got the ending sketched out in my head, but I'm hoping it might encourage other people to give lighthearted hanahaki stories a try. I'd love to see what folks come up with!
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5 years ago, I was in Rehab.
10 years ago, I was watching my Potential and Opportunities dissolve and evaporate in an ocean of cheap gin and expensive whiskey.
But 5 years ago, I was in Rehab.
One of the exercises they had us perform was to imagine ourselves happy, 5 years in the future.
Many of us in that room had forgotten how to imagine nice things happening to them. A few snorted (well, I snorted), finding the notion that we’d even still be around in 5 years grimly humorous.
For about half of us, it was the last stop on the way down.
But I indulged the therapist. I was there, after all, because I did not want to die. So, I imagined myself, 5 years hence.
Happy.
It came to me all at once; an artistic remix on Norman Rockwell’s Freedom From Want, reframed with myself placing food at the table.
Sunday Dinner At My Place, I answered, when it came my turn to share my fantasy. I was asked what food I imagined eating.
It’s not the meal itself, I said, it’s the implications framed around it. Sunday Dinner At My Place means that I have a Place. It means that I have Family that will actually speak to me and friends who actually want to see me. It means money enough not just to feed myself but others too. It means having the time to spare to take the time preparing the meal.
A lot of nodding heads all around me. A struck chord. Many people with no Place, in that place. Nowhere that would lament their leaving.
5 years hence, as I lay down to sleep in my Home, with my Wife and my Son, surrounded by my Art and my Flowers, I reflect.
It was a long road. It was hard. We lost people. So many people. There were long days and long nights and hospital stays. Angry arguments with ghosts. I changed, in ways I never hoped for, or expected. Good ways, finally, for once. Slowly, against the backdrop of a world in chaos, I found my mind.
Sometimes, My Wife wondered aloud, what she did to deserve me. After some stumbling with my feelings, I eventually settled on an answer.
I’m a Rescue.
She gave me a Home.
And, so, I gave her a Family.
It seemed fair
This Sunday, my folks, which whom I have not had a shouting match in years, will come over for dinner. We will cook and eat together. My Friend became My Wife, and she took a piece of me and with it she made Our Son. There will be many hugs, and no violence. Good Things Happened.
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but you don’t know what the future holds.
don’t give up yet, ok?
It could get good, even.
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