Hanahaki // Collab project

This is a collab between Myself and Cat Lover. her art is amazing, I do recommend checking it out and even commissioning her! I was in charge of background and Flowers, she drew Killer and Nightmare. tysm bestie <333

Final time to create this with both our times combined: 4.76 ( 5 hours 16 minutes )

Trigger warning, this story contains deep topics such as Hanahaki disease, Dark/Deep talk about am manipulation and such, Gagging, choking, and hints at abusive topics. thank you for taking your time to come and see this amazing art and story, enjoy.

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I was selfish to think someone as himself would love me. I spent ages with him, thinking at some rate.. maybe he may like me back, feel emotions towards me. of course I’d be wrong. a monster such as himself would never feel. he only craves the guilt, the sadness, and the anger that’s built up in each of his toys such as myself. he craves it, it’s the only thing that keeps him thriving. I was always told it was a bad idea, even the others who barely cared for me knew to tell me it was wrong. they knew this was going to happen to me, and that this was nearly just the beginning. I wish I could go back now and change such, it’s unlikely to happen.

I gagged on flowers as they grew through my throat, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. something was wrong, something was new. what was happening to me? I’ve heard about this, from different AUS, I one specifically. it didn’t have a very happy ending. but this isn’t right, this isn’t my au, this wasn’t my story. why was it ending like this? I felt a presence behind me. it wasn’t a new one though. it was that same weary, unsettling feeling. I covered my mouth as I coughed up flower petals in the sink. I heard a laugh behind me. I couldn’t do anything but freeze up in fear. “Remove your hand.” Nightmare nearly whispered in my ear. (nonexistent skele ear.) I remove my hand slowly, petals seeping out of my mouth, landing on my hand. that’s when I felt a tentacle wrap around my face and pull me towards nightmares body. I heard his chuckles, “Upset about a little rejection?” he asked. I obviously couldn’t speak. I knew he was going to fix this, but in a way I knew I wasn’t going to like. maybe that’s just how it is. maybe that’s just how it’ll end for me.

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