Waiting On The Red String Of Fate

Waiting on the red string of fate

Alt Route Ending 1 [Ending 3b]

Tanya Denali x fem!reader

Chapter 3b: found you, fights, and figuring this out

Summary: She's found you. Important talks are needed, but the hanahaki hits. What will she do about it when she's just found you?

A/N: Back again for another serving of fanfiction? Welcome to the first alt ending, Ending 3b, This ending is not so bad, I think, I did write some of it at 3am, though, so if quality ain't so great, then....idk

not confident in writing dialogue, but I tried :P

It won't hurt as much as ending 3a though!

So uh....Bon Appétit!

Happy readings!

Consider reading the other parts if you haven't

Part 1

Part 2a

First ending: Part 3a (very sad)

Warnings:hanahaki as its own has its own set of warnings( choking on flowers, blood, vomiting) angst? I guess ish idk never sure what's angsty enough anymore. There is character death, not gonna be specific or go into detail bout it, read to find out

You had just returned home from your latest travels due to the hanahaki getting really bad in your eyes, stopping your grand travel, you had already gone to see some major landmarks and places you were curious about. From going to the uk to see Big Ben and the London eye. To Japan to see the streets of Harajuku fashions and the view of Mt Fuji. To many landmarks and touristy spots in America and many more that you could list off.

When the flowers started coming up in bulbs, you thought it wise to take a break and go home, and you'd rather not pass on somewhere far from home.

So off on the first flight back and now in the comfort of your own home you lay.

Your body was growing weaker as you had a trash bin next to you in case the flowers came up again.

You could feel how slowly the hanahaki was taking everything from you. You were so tired. It was like you were constantly drained since your arrival home. Sometimes, you were able to eat something light, but other times, the flowers would come up alongside bits of food from your last meal. It was definitely getting worse.

Looking over to the letters you had written to her, you had recently wrote a final goodbye to her, unsure now what to do with the relatively large amount of envelopes you had written over the years to the person who didn't return your feelings. You were half tempted to send it to the nightclub you first saw her at. Maybe she went there a lot? If she did, the manager of the place would probably know her and give them to her for you.

No way did you have what it took to go find her and potentially break up a relationship or homewreck a situation. She deserved her joy.

The coughing had disrupted your sleep, and the occasional throwing up of food with your flowers had left you in a much weakened state. You just wanted to sleep right now.

Closing your eyes for a bit, hoping to grab some amount of rest, almost lulled into a sense of peace, you hear a knock at the door. Peaking an eye open, you contemplate if you should get up and see who it is, probably no one as you shut your eyes again,

But then the knocking came again, and you knew you could just ignore it, but something in you told you not to. You should answer it, you thought, so slowly you shuffle to the doorway, leaning against the wall for support. Finally, the trek from the couch to the door is made,

Choosing not to look through the peephole, you open the door, wanting to point the wandering lost traveler on their way, and then you regret doing so cause there stood her...

The cause of your pain.

She looks into your eyes with a surprised expression at the suddenness of the door opening, and then as if realizing here you were! her eyes widen a bit. Tanya couldn't help but feel something in her pull her towards the person in front of her. She just felt.....right, and this sensation surprised her that she was momentarily shocked and couldn't stop staring.

You stare into amber eyes that feel warm and right but are brought back to reality to remember she doesn't want you. The universe was cruel like that.

She keeps looking at you, unblinking as if frozen in time, all you could feel was discomfort in your throat as your eyes break contact and you cough into your elbow a wet congested sound. As if to break out of whatever trance she's in, she makes a move to look at her hand and peers her head to see how your strings attached, she takes a moment, unknown to you to school her features, then as if winning a prize she sends a dazzling smile your way.

All you can feel is discomfort, it clearly showing on your face before you swallow what little saliva in your mouth you had. "What do you want?" Your tone sounded flat, uncaring. You remind yourself you can't fall for her. Her smiles falters at your tone, "Hello, I'm Tanya, and I believe we're soulmates," she says in a more chipper tone. You look down and away from the eyes you wish you could spend an eternity with, "we are....." Perhaps that sounded a tad too defeated, but you couldn't find it in yourself to care as much to hide the discomfort and pain of the situation. Why was she here?

You don't notice due to looking away, but Tanya is even more confused at this development, 'why are you not over the moon to finally meet?' she can't help but think.

The silence that hangs between you slowly grows awkward. All you want to do is rest, but all Tanya wants to do is really meet you. You're not sure what to do as suddenly Tanya asks if she can come in. You open the door wider and try to get back to the couch. The fact that you lean against the wall for support does not go unnoticed by her. "Are you alright?" She asks concern evident. You can only mumble back a weak, "I'm fine," before getting back to the couch. You can't help but think that you feel the flowers are growing upwards and another fit will happen soon.

Tanya can't help but look around your place as she enters, a little dusty from the looks of it but the place also has little touches of personality she can't help but wonder more of who you are.

Tanya smells the floral scent first before realizing and then picks up on the notes of blood. Her mind racks for an explanation. There were no flowers around your place. She knows this scent, she's encountered it before. She can't help but look around hoping it isn't so, but as she approaches where you sit in exhaustion on the sofa, she sees the dark circles in you eyes, the slightly gaunt face from the inability to eat, the floral scent that slowly wafts from your mouth followed by a tinge of copper.

Seeing the garbage can by your feet, she peers into it, having her worst fears come true, you have hanahaki.

With eyes full of concern, she turns to you,

"You have hanahaki," the question tumbles from her mouth

Your head is resting on the back of the couch as you open one eye with a grimace.

"Yeah? What about it"

"Who caused this?" Is all she can ask,

Who did you fall for? who denied your affections and caused this cursed disease onto you is all she can wonder.

"Who?" You laugh a bitter laugh,

"Who do you think?"

She doesn't understand as confusion takes her face, trying to solve this puzzle. There were no images of anyone else in your life, and she had only just met you now.

"I saw you before, you know, almost a year ago"

You say, breaking the silence that she brought in the state of confusion

"I had decided to take a gap year to come look for you, and I did. I was so....naieve and hopeful then, and then I found you in a nightclub kissing some guy." You say the end part bitterly reminiscing the memories of that night

Realization dawns on her face

You look up at her, the brokenness in your eyes displayed all too clearly.

"I hope you're happy with him," you say through a smile, though the smile is clearly pained.

She? Was the cause of your hanahaki? Tanya didn't want to believe it. She was the cause of your pain...

You have to understand she loves you

And she's not saying that just because she knows hanahaki goes away with reciprocated love.

Her face shows hurt to think you could think that. She moves to declare that she does, in fact, love you

But all you can do is laugh at that, "You love me? You love me?" A chuckle escapes

"So what about the guy you were with? What about him?"

"He meant nothing to me. He means nothing to me even now," she tries to say

"I SAW YOU, I WAS THERE!"

you try to scream, it came out more hoarse than you intended. Part of you just wanted all of this to go away, the other part could feel the waves of sorrow and sensations of betrayal flaring up from the memory of the first time you saw her, your head was spinning as your emotions took over, some parts irrational jealousy some parts despair.

"So what was he? If he meant nothing, does that mean I'll mean nothing to you, too? Am I just a rebound to you? Are you just getting to know me and then trying to break me even more?

The pain in your voice is evident as your voice starts to get worse, your breathing starts to get labored, strained you start to cough,

And cough

And cough...

The stress of having to have this conversation to the pain of the feelings resurfacing from seeing her in person to actually meeting her made your connection grow, but this one moment started to make your hanahaki worse.

All the variables of the situation caused a reaction and spike in stress and emotions, you know a little more about your soulmate but that makes it worse as the agigtation of the events caused the hanahaki to grow exponentially, the flowers are in bloom and there's nothing you can do.

Tanya sees this and starts to panic

"No no no, you have to believe me, I love you! Please no," as she rushes forward to your side.

Those words fall on deaf ears as you begin to cough

You don't hear a word past no as you're focused more on trying to breathe.

As the coughing fit grew 10 fold you felt this was the worst it's been as the flowers you tried to grasp, wet bloody flowers that came from your mouth and slipped from your grip came unending, they never stopped coming out no matter how hard you try to get rid of them, as you gasp for air. Perhaps this was it is all you can think, partially losing the fight you start to give up.

Tanya watches on as she sees you try to pull out flowers, tossing them to the ground in wet puddles of blood and spit.

She turns your head and tries to help you get the flowers blocking your airway out of you but they wouldn't stop, the hanahaki was in its final stage she realizes and she was going to lose you...

You slowly stop the fight, and that sends a wave of fear to her.

She can't lose you as she suddenly throws caution to the wind, all her hope into this one shot. Fearful that the flowers might claim your life before she even got to know it. She held you close to her in a hug and whispered an apology before biting down on your neck.

You don't see or hear anything at that point, but you do feel the sensation of being held as you start to black out from lack of air. All is starting to slow...

But then, as if being thrown into a freezing lake by someone to wake you up, you suddenly jolt as fire then starts burning you. The pain is unbearable. Were you being burned? You thought you were finally going to find peace, but now all you feel is excruciating pain as you try to scream, but the flowers in your throat partially stop that. Is this a punishment for trying to push away your soulmate? Were the fates mad at you? As thoughts started to go as you gave into the pain.

The scene in this moment would look like a tragic painting in the eyes of an onlooker with no knowledge, a lady holding in her arms her love who's dying of hanahaki, petals, both stained with blood and not surround them on the ground as she whispers apologies and begs her lover to come back to her.

Tanya holds you and whispers her apologies, hoping that it isn't too late for the vampire venom to take effect.

This was a gamble, as she's heard of vampires before suffering the unfortunate circumstance of getting hanahaki. But usually, they'd have already been vampires for a while at that point, there's not been any known cases of a person being turned at the final stage of hanahaki...could it be that they don't make it? No, she's got to hope, you'll make it through this you have to...

She doesn't know what'd she'd do if you don't...

With the hanahaki muffling your screams she quickly goes around your place grabbing what you might need and finding your box of letters to her, grabbing that along she picks you up bridal style and carries you off to her car, she's going to take you home, being near humans would be too dangerous as a newborn.

A day passes, and she can't help but worry she stays by your side and waits, hoping that the venom can counter the hanahaki.

When she had gotten home, everyone came out to see her carrying you, the concern evident, and the realization that you were her mate also held some impact.

A day goes by and your heart beat stops your mouth still has flowers but the growth of them has slowed, some around the edges seemed to have wilted which she takes as a good sign, she tries to help take out the flowers hoping it'll help you.

There's not too much on hanahaki with vampires at such a late stage, usually if it's a normal vampire who's been around for a while they have ways around it, but if they don't fight it they get weakened, and it causes issues with life. But you were hopefully on your way to becoming a newborn, and she hasn't heard of any cases as such. So all she can do is stay by your side and wait, pleading to the fates that it works.

Whilst in this time though she does take to reading the letters you addressed to her, her heart warms at the oldest looking letter in the box, faded and worn down in an aged envelope with childish scrawl, she gets to know you through the years from the letters, and to say it's endearing is to say the least. It gives her hope that maybe you guys can make it through this.

The letter of you seeing her that night, though, hurts to read, she can feel the pain in the writing, and the next letters after a sense of you accepting your fate whilst traveling has her sad. Silently swearing to herself, she promises to show you that she does love you, that you are loved, and now that she's found you, she won't let you go.

On the third day, you awaken, your eyes open, red as blood.

Your instincts takes over screaming that you crave something to sate the inferno in your throat, as you move to sit up your eyes look around, landing on her, the instincts in you tell you that she's important to you. You move forward,

As Tanya calls for someone to bring her some blood, she has prepared for your awakening. Glad to see you had awakened, relieved she has more time with you, you look ever the part of a newborn besides the flowers cascading like a waterfall out of your mouth, overtime some had died and she had pulled some out but the core of the flowers was still there, she didnt want to risk it whilst you were still human. Now that you were immortal, she hoped it would hurt you a little less if she ripped the flowers out of your throat.

You try to move to her, but as she was handed an animal, she tackles you to the ground, keeping you down.

Apologizing saying it's gonna hurt as she rips the stems and flowers from your mouth with force, you gag as you feel stems and roots start to come up. Gasping and taking in a breath, there were still more stems deeper down your mouth, but this will have to do for now as she cracks open the squirrel and trickles the blood into your mouth, it tastes off but you drink regardless as it quenches the fire in your throat, you're able to swallow down the blood as you move to grab the squirrel draining it dry, she rushes off and drags in another animal, a doe, already taken down you move quickly and start to drain this one dry as well, despite the slight difficulty of the hanahaki slowly trying to regrow in your throat, you fight on still drinking.

As you drink, Tanya slowly runs her hands through your hair, praising you

"You're doing so good." Some part of you can't help but preen at the praise.

Eventually, after another animal or two, this ends as the thirst in your throat is quenched enough. Your mind clears for a moment to see her, really see her as you gain some semblance of control again, the bond of a mate is much more prominent whilst you're a newborn, and you almost forget about everything and give in to her

......

Almost.

A flash of the memory that hurt you about a year ago flashes through your mind, and in your emotional newborn state, you couldn't help but flinch. Part of your instinct screams to go to her, yet the part of you that's hurt and jealous fights back as you're torn.

Tanya sees this and can't help but feel pain at the conflict going on, she could see that you were torn between the intensity of the instincts for the bond to shine through versus the pain you had felt. It hurt to see you so conflicted. You didn't even realize you were a vampire yet, and that was a different bridge she would have to cross soon.

Not wanting to see your internal war anymore, she goes towards you, your eyes are shut as if you have a headache and are in agony. You don't feel it until she does it, but she's hugging you. Your mind tries to fight her, but your instincts wants you to melt into her. It hurts, the irrational side in you makes you want to cry, slowly, slowly, you start to break down as you stop fighting her hold.

She brings your head to the crook of her neck, cradling it in such a way, trying to comfort you.

It works as you stop fighting her.

You've calmed enough that she thinks she can speak and have you listen to her, so she starts.

"I know you believe I don't return your affections, but I do." You try to wiggle away at her words, but she uses all her strength to hold you there.

"You may not believe it, but I've lived a millenia before I could meet you", you stop squirming at that, confusion evident at the fact she said she's over 1000 years old.

"I had lost hope after a long time cause before I realized you were around, I had stopped looking at my string after all that time..."

"My string before you was dull and was short and lead nowhere.....I thought long ago that you were gone back then before I knew who you were, before I got to meet you"

"You have to know I never meant to hurt you when you saw me that night...I didnt know you were there and even though I didn't know, it's no excuse but even if I did know, you have to understand it was not my intention to hurt you...i would never hurt you intentionally...ever, you mean so much to me..."

Your mind brought the memory up and all you could feel was the desire to cry

"I've lived for a long time, and I once lost someone"

The jealousy rears it's green head around at who it could have been until her next words

"In a sense, she was basically my mother"

You stop and couldn't help but feel bad at the stupid feeling of jealousy. She had lost someone...

"This was long ago but our family at the time was really close, and the loss hurt...

You weren't around yet, and I didn't know how long you would take to be around, and the grief was all consuming...

It led me to turn to others, to just feel something..."

At this point, you were a mix of conflicted emotions...

"The man you mentioned that night meant nothing to me, my love. You say you saw me kiss him, and you might assume more, but I did nothing... I swear it"

"Something in me felt wrong after a bit, so I left, I can only assume the wrongness was the feelings through our bond..."

"I didn't realize it until my sister Irina, you may meet her later, pointed out to me that my string actually led somewhere, I decided to come looking for you after that"

"It may be hard to believe, but I am a vampire"

Yeah, that was definitely hard to believe you thought

"But when I found you and when...when the hanahaki almost took you I couldn't let that happen, I had only just found you and I didn't want to have to say goodbye, not before I could know you..."

"I'm sorry for bringing you pain, but I'm not sorry for changing you... you have to know how much you mean to me....I love you..."

You didn't know how to feel, a part of you felt her sincerity through her words and got a sense that she was being truthful....but the part of you that was still uncertain didn't know what to do...

"You don't have to believe me if you don't want to...but I will make it known for as long as I have to that I love you and I will always love you" she squeezes you a little tighter at those words

And for a second you let go of the denial for a bit that she doesn't actually love you, that what she says is false....and you can breathe a little easier, the hanahaki isn't entirely gone, there's that uncertainty to everything, but for now you let go of some of the feeling that's been hurting you, and this allows the hanahaki to weaken allowing you the breath that you no longer need.

You feel her turn and kiss your head, and some part of you warms at the gesture.

Your arms raise, and hug her back.

You know this won't be easy but you have to make it known.

"I forgive you... kind of...though part of me is still weary at all this.

Part of me feels like it can't trust you right away...another part of me despite this still holds love for you even after all of this. I'm confused, and I...I just don't know, I want there to be an us, but part of me feels that maybe that won't work..."

Tanya's unbeating heart hurts at the idea of the uncertainty in you, but she knows she would do whatever and tells you that she will try her best to mend the heart she accidentally broke even if it takes forever.

Her words soothe your pain a bit and the flowers relax a little more.

You know it won't be an easy road, but you and her will try to work to a point where you could be together...

You were both done waiting on the red string. It's finally brought you together. Now you have the road ahead to walk together in your eternity to figure this out.

Waiting on the red string of fate

Tanya Denali x fem!reader

Part 3a (Ending1/4[?]):Falling in flower fields never to meet

Summary: hospitalized and at the end of your rope what is there to do except a final goodbye.

A/N:Here's bad ending one of... Maybe two out of four? There will be more, eventually... Let's see how much I write before I run out of motivation or creativity.

This is the first ending of how I thought this whole story would end before the other endings came to be.

Sorry bout the sad end, I just like reading angst no happy endings occasionally and was like, why not try that here, place her in a box and shake lovingly but also despair.

Did this feel sad when I wrote it? Not to me, felt like there could've been more sadness, but chose not to dwell on it and just put it out there, so... here it is, Bon Appétit. There will be a happy ending eventually when I write the other ends.

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Warnings: Big angst(i think), character death, blood, hanahaki has its own set of warnings (like choking on plants and blood so that) No happy ending (sorry)

Her fated POV:

How did you get here is all you can wonder, as you realized you were somewhere unfamiliar, most likely a hospital room. It was cold and sterile, unfriendly and eerie. You'd just gotten up and noticed this.

The last thing you could recall was having recently gotten back home after feeling you had a really bad hanahaki coughing fit, cutting your grand plan adventure short.

Having made it home and realizing you didn't have any food you remember you were going to go out and pick up some take out, but then your memory at that point was everything getting hazy as you got outside. You can only assume you fainted and someone concerned noticed and called an ambulance.

So here you were now, awake in a place you didn't want to be. Breathing felt next to impossible currently. Every intake of air was hard on your lungs as your breathing was loud in the quiet room. Your voice was ragged and hoarse, having developed into this after so many times of having to cough up petals on your trips. Over time, some petals started to come with blood. You couldn't imagine what the state of damage your throat and lungs could be in this moment.

You could already feel another fit of coughs and flower petals nearing, like the feelings of a calm before a storm.

You feel like you should get up in case you do throw up, but the distance from the washroom to where your bed is feels like a chasm and you're not sure you can trek the distance there. This is the weakest you've felt since the hanahaki took over. Perhaps the end is near.

Pushing the call button hoping for someone to help you or just to see if you could get out of here, a nurse and a doctor eventually come in. The nurse checking your vitals as the doctor asks standard questions, you eventually tell him what you have and can see the look of pity on his face. He asks if you've considered going to tell whoever you like that you liked them and hope for reciprocated feelings, but you can only laugh, you don't even know who she is nor where she lives. There's a chance she could live somewhere in Alaska or maybe she was a tourist and you'd never find her again. You wouldn't do that, though she was clearly with someone that night. She probably didn't want you.

You do ask the nurse if you could have a pen and paper and the box full of letters you'd been carrying with you everywhere.

Eventually, she comes back with the things you'd asked for and leaves you to your writing. Perhaps this is the final letter? Maybe it's not. There were times on your trip you'd think, oh, this is it, but then you'd lived. Something about this though feels final, so you get to writing your final(?) goodbye to someone who might not look for you. The thought hurts, but you still write on.

Finally, after you finish writing(a kindness that this disease lets you write all this down in peace for once without a cough), the worst coughing fit you've felt you've had so far hits you. You feel like a curse was invoked as you cough and choke on the flowers that start to emerge and bloom in your throat, you try to pull them out but the never ending petals and stems and leaves seems infinite as blood also stains what comes out.Your eyes start to water as you gag and choke and realize this is it.

The nurse comes back in and sees you struggling. She tries to help, but there's nothing she can truly do as you cough up flowers and blood, small bits of blood splatter around staining the sheets and flecks hitting the letter you just wrote.

Eventually you can no longer fight it as your eyes grow weary and your vision goes dark from the inability to breathe, uttering a last breath through a cough, your eyes close as you fall back on the bed, heart rate monitor beeping one last beep then silence takes the room.

Tanya's POV:

She was so close. Whoever her mate was, their string hadn't moved in a while staying in one direction. She sped along as quickly as she could whilst maintaining her human facade, when suddenly she felt a deep sense within her feel something was wrong. She couldn't help but speed up a little more. Stopping outside a hospital, she quickly rushes in.

At the front desk, she states her soulmate is supposedly in here somewhere, but having never met them. The woman behind the counter looks weary, but then she looks down at her string and finds that her string does infact trail into the hospital. She allows her in. Tanya quickly follows where the string leads off to, not realizing the slow gradient her string is going through, turning duller and duller a shade of red, almost like that time when she hadn’t had a soulmate yet, yet the darker the string became the more the appearance seemed similar to that of dried blood going unnoticed.

She eventually arrives in front of a room in the icu, the door shut in front of her she slowly reaches for the doorknob, hesitant, how will this go? Why were you here? To visit family perhaps? She tries to reason with herself, yeah there's no way you could be hurt, she tries to listen in through the door, the room is quiet....eerily silent...not even a breath or heart beat amongst the background noise of the hospitals heart monitors and breathing machines, her eyes evident with confusion to eventually widening realizing the implications as she quickly pushes open the door bursting in there, eyes frantic until they land on the figure laying on the bed, her soulmate, you.

She didn't know what to have expected when she opened the door but it wasn't this, she never expected this.

She slowly approaches you, observing you.

There were flowers and bits of blood sprayed on the petals, protruding out of your mouth like an unkept garden and small blood trails dribbling down your chin, your skin pale and ashen, in contrast bringing out the dark circles surrounding your closed eyes.

Tanya is frozen, for she can't hear any signs of life coming from the person in front of her, no breathing or heartbeat....nothing.

She slowly continues to move eventually to stand beside you, lying on the bed.

A nurse walks in and notices her, "Oh, I'm sorry you -" the nurse cuts herself off when she notices the string tying you together.

"Oh......" the look of pity crosses the nurses face, "I'm very sorry miss, for your loss" she walks forward "she passed about an hour ago, the hanahaki finally reached the final stages, I'm very sorry but nothing could truly be done..." Tanya didn't know how to process this news, she wanted to cry as the venom pooled in her eyes, she knew the that tears would not fall, closing her eyes and gripping the railings to the bed.

You were gone, before she was even around to say hello, before she even had the chance to know you, never would she get to know what your heart beat sounded like or the sound of your voice saying her name, nor how warm you'd be to hug. Never will she get the chance to hold your hand and show you off to her family. Never will she have the chance to love you nor see those feelings reciprocated, never getting to hear you say 'i love you' back.

Never will she see how you'd react to learning what she is, nor the potential eternity you could have had together because she was too late, you were gone.

If her unbeating heart worked, it would clearly be torn in two right now.

The nurse walked around somewhere in the room behind Tanya and then hesitantly placed a box near her, "she wrote to you before she passed, at least I think she did, she had asked for this box of letters she was carrying and had written something before she passed" the shoebox lid had scrawled in your handwriting 'to my soulmate'

"I'll leave you alone for your moment with her," the nurse said before leaving the room, shutting the door behind her.

Tanya slowly reached for the box of letters that you had made specifically for her, pulling out a folded piece of paper, the only one without an envelope, what must've been the last thing you wrote.

The letter was legible enough despite the small splattering of blood.

It read:

"Dear soulmate,

I don't even know your name...that's kind of sad. I write this cause I don't know how long I have left till eventually the flowers take over.

I know we don't know eachother and that you probably have that special person in your life already and you'll probably never actually see this letter cause you're with him, you won't need to find me.

But on the chance that you actually do find me after this, I want you to know, I love you, even though you don't know me, and maybe will never see me, I love you. From as young as I was as a kid first learning about soulmates to the first and last time I saw you around a year ago to now as I sit here writing this. I don't blame you for any of this. People can be free to choose who they want. And you clearly chose someone.

I just wish I could've learnt who you were and had the chance to let you know I love you. I was gonna hopefully leave the letters at that one club I saw you at, but times not on my side, so maybe you'll never get them.

Wherever and whoever you're with, I wish you the best in life.

Goodbye

Hopefully I'll one day see you again in another life

Love your soulmate,"

There signed at the very end was your name that she only learns just now.

Her finger traces over the letters of your name.

Tanya couldn't help but have her hands clench the paper, it crumpling where she held it.

She slowly sank to the floor, an anguished cry comes from her lips, oh how she wished she could cry like a human.

She did love you. What do you mean someone else? There was no one else. You were her fated, and she was too late, maybe if she were an hour earlier she could've stopped all this, told you she loved you, maybe she could've changed you and it would've stopped this accursed disease from taking you from her. Changed something in your fate.

She couldn't understand why you would believe that she didn't love you.

You were hers, and she was yours.

But now you were gone.

What's sad is she's known of hanahaki, having seen it in many people in her long life, the suffering the mortals go through was always painful to watch. And knowing you had it, you suffered until your last breath...because you assumed she didn't love you...the flower language didn't escape her meaning either, from your mouth sprouted daffodils, one meaning to it is unrequited love. Knowing that,

her chest hurt like her heart was alive again, only to break apart. She did love you.

Trying to find some reasonings she remembers you mentioning seeing her with someone, confused on what you could mean she looks back at the box, the other letters still there that you've never had the chance to give to her.

Eyes falling to one eventually of the night you first saw her around almost a year ago.

Realizing one of her one night stands was mistaken as a supposed partner broke her.

It's not what it looks like. He meant nothing to her, but you wouldn't know that. You'll never know, and she'll never have the chance to explain it to you.

She goes to get up, standing beside you. You look peaceful if not tired from the dark circles around your eyes. If she tried hard enough, she could almost imagine that you weren't gone, but that's now an impossible dream.

She gently caresses your face, placing a kiss to your forehead. She's not sure what she should do now. She came expecting to find you and bring you home. Now, she might have to bring you home to bury you.

At one point, she hoped maybe, maybe the vampire venom could take effect, but it didn't. It was much too late.

She couldn't help but feel pain, anger at the man she was mistaken to be with, tempted to go after whoever it was, but there would be no point, him gone would not bring you back. She felt anger at herself before sorrow took over. At one point, she wished to go back, to change your fates, but fate would not budge.

She prepared your funeral arrangements, having you buried close to home, the coven attended with her, her sisters doing their best to comfort their leader. But the loss of a soulmate was something different entirely.

She'd go to visit your grave over time to talk to you. She read your letters to her, going way back when to the scrawls of childish hands. She got to know you from your letters but also mourn the person she'd never get the chance to be with.

Thinking of your last words:

'Hopefully I'll one day see you again in another life'

She knows she cannot join you and it hurts.

In the end you'd always been waiting on the red string of fate, but fate decided to cut the waiting short and end this story with just her.

torchic and piplup play in the water

I love The Sapphic Pose ™️

I attended a Dungeon Meshi themed dinner last weekend and wanted to share what was brought/devoured! Enjoy the comparison of what the dishes looked like irl vs the show

Nearing the end of writing the first ending of waiting on the red string of fate, which is angst, and thinking it could be sadder but not really knowing how...