If I cannot stand beside you then a flowery grave is where I belong.
♡ first time writing hanahaki, go easy on me
Every note took the strength of a thousand suns, every lyric like climbing a mountain. An’s throat burned and her heart throbbed with each passing word yet still she pushed herself. She knew that she’d have to sing with everything she had and beyond if she would ever break through that ceiling and stand on top of the world.
All her life An had strived toward this goal. All her life An had trained for this, pouring her heart and her soul into her voice.
But her biggest obstacle stood right beside her, so close yet so far it was like reaching for the stars. Kohane glowed on the stage, shining so bright she set the galaxy ablaze. No matter how hard An tried, no matter how loud she sang, she wondered if she would ever rival Kohane’s light.
She needed to do better. She needed to be better. If An couldn’t reach Kohane’s level then she didn’t deserve to stand on this stage beside her. She didn’t deserve her—
As the song reached its climax, a burning sensation ignited in An’s chest, flames licking at her lungs and needles scratching at her throat. She gasped and sputtered, erupting in a fit of coughs that racked her entire frame. She curled in on herself, dizzy as waves of nausea washed over her.
“An-chan…?” The music pouring from the speakers had disappeared, replaced by the concerned lilt of Kohane’s voice. When An straightened herself against the tightness in her chest, she found Kohane standing before her with terror in her eyes, Akito rushing to grab a glass of water from behind the bar, and Toya with one finger still hovering over the pause button on the speaker.
An wiped the saliva from her mouth with the back of her hand, the other clutching her aching chest. She couldn’t meet their eyes, couldn’t handle the weight of the worry in their gazes. “I’m fine,” she wheezed, “I just… give me a minute.” With that, she rushed off to the bathroom tucked in the back of the café.
The moment the door shut and locked behind her, her knees buckled beneath her and she collapsed to the floor, choking into the toilet, her entire body convulsing with each agonizing cough. When she finally managed to catch her breath, she blinked her eyes open and peered down into the toilet bowl to find a pile of stems and petals floating upon the surface of the water.
An intense wave of fear bubbled in An’s stomach to join the burning sensation in her chest. Gazing at her quivering hands, she found her sleeve stained with blood from when she’d wiped her mouth and when she spat into the toilet bowl the flowers floating there became speckled an eerie crimson.
Her body moved on its own as if a mere puppet to her fear. In one swift, erratic motion An flushed the toilet, watching as the amalgamation of petals and stems slithered and writhed their way down the drain. She stood up, staggering her way across the floor to clutch the sink. She wanted to scream, let her despair pour out of her but her voice was caught in her throat, constricting like a thorny vine around her neck.
And as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, her shuddering form stared down on her with pity and disdain. This torturous fear had taken root in her stomach and sprouted up into her lungs and she could no longer ignore it as its branches and petals tore through her chest.
If An couldn’t catch up to Kohane then she would never be strong enough to break through that ceiling. If she wasn’t even worthy of standing on top of the world with her team then how could she ever be worthy of Kohane’s affection?
The notion was far more terrifying than the coiling stems pressing at the walls of her lungs.
And so, An swallowed down the petals that tickled her tongue. She washed her hands and wiped her mouth. She would sing through the pain, force her voice through the stems and thorns that caged her.
If An couldn’t sing loud enough for her melody to reach Kohane’s heart then she would accept her flowery grave.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/5
Fandom: プロジェクトセカイ カラフルステージ！| Project SEKAI COLORFUL STAGE! (Video Game)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Azusawa Kohane & Shiraishi An, Shinonome Akito & Shiraishi An, Aoyagi Touya & Shiraishi An, Azusawa Kohane/Shiraishi An
Characters: Shiraishi An, Azusawa Kohane, Shinonome Akito, Aoyagi Touya
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Shiraishi An is Down Bad, Shiraishi An is Bad at Feelings, Lesbian Disaster Shiraishi An, Princess Shiraishi An, Florist Azusawa Kohane, Unhappy Ending, sorry theyre doomed as fuck, Secret Relationship, or as secret as an can manage, Not Beta Read, Language of Flowers
Summary:
five meetings among blossoming flowers and feelings
this is chopped as fuck my bad y’all guess who speedran this and is lwk a flop (me) also kohane Not in the drawing but its very clearly abt her ! yayyy,,, the flower on An’s mouth is Kohane’s colour Yayyyy IM TOO SICK FOR THIS IMSORRY OK BYE!
I chose wedding because I already had a vision for the outfits (An mostly) I did not do justice to my girls, I still suck at watercolors but oh well, loved the hair tho 🙏
I've been into watercolors recently because I found a set of W&N really cheap, it's gonna be noticeable during the week 😅
“ At the end of the world, the umbrella is raised ”
Speed paint + rambles under cut
AAAGGHHH I WANTED YO HAVE YHE STORYBOARD GOR THIS DONE BY TODAYyyy rah it’ll be fine lmao. I’ve mentioned the song in the past but this is concept art for an Anhane Worlds End Umbrella vid… I said in the past I associate this song with L/N and I still do I just also associate it with Anhane. The associations are for different reasons but for Anhane it’s sacrificing everything for the premise of seeing the world while pushing eachother. One leads the other as they climb to the top, two goals technically being chased. Mix that with the mysterious ghost that pushes them forward as well… ugh I love this song
I honestly don't know how to feel about how this came out, it's definitely not my best work but I did have a lot of fun with this piece and its references! Yes the flowers are based off of the cover of Just Be Friends :3
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