The Bittersweet (Tragic) Love Meme

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The Bittersweet Love Meme


Happy endings are what we crave, right? If we see a couple we like in movies or in real life, we root for them to make it. Why, then, is there such a desire to see love that's tragic, doomed, or bittersweet? People watch sad movies like Titanic, and they know what will happen, but somehow that makes it more poignant. This goes all the way back to tales like Romeo and Juliet. There's just something about a good cry that makes us feel that much more human and even more receptive of beauty.

This meme is equal parts tragedy and beauty, sweet and bitter. Some prompts may be triggering, so tread with caution.

How to Play
- Comment with your character, preferences, etc.
- Comment to others.
- Roll the RNG to determine which scenario to play out.

Prompts

1. Romeo and Juliet: The classic starcrossed lovers. You can't be together because of warring factions, and you're at the end of your rope. You have to do something.
   
2. Not the Same: Angel and demon. Human and god. Whatever the combination, you're not of the same kind. This probably won't end well, especially if one of you is immortal and the other's not, or there's some kind of power difference.
3. Past Wounds: One of you was hurt in the past, and it was so bad that it's hurting your relationship. Can you be healed by love, or is this something that can't ever be fixed?
4. Bad Things: This bad thing isn't in the past. This happened when you were together, and now it's affecting how your lover behaves toward you.
5. Loss: Perhaps it's a loss only one of you suffered, like a family member. Or it's something the both of you share, like the loss of a child. Sometimes, together you can pull through. Other times, it's just too much to bare.
6. I Can't Live Without You: Whether it be through injury, curse, terminal illness, one of you is dying. There's only a limited time left. Will you spend your last days with the person you love, or will you end it for their own good, so they don't have to watch you die?
7. Unfaithful: One of you has been unfaithful, even if you still love your significant other. Can this wrong ever be forgiven?
8. Gone Away: You're being torn apart by location and distance.
9. A New Start: The sweet part of bitter. Where one relationship ends, another begins. But is your heart too hurt to accept new love?
10. WILDCARD

Comments

Joan Watson | Elementary

[formersurgeon]

madoka kaname | pmmm

[revelation]

France || Hetalia || OTA

[voulezvouscoucheravecmoi]

Chang Wufei || Gundam Wing

[dragonofjustice]

Chon McAlister//Savages M/F (Cross canon is awesome)

[1st_fuckyou]

Ana Clark, Dawn of the Dead 2004, F/M (Cross canon is love)

[igothim]

cassie blake - the secret circle

[blackwells]

Sydney Lamb | OC | Het

[warper]

1~ for Chessverse.

[untakentrick]

He doesn't know that the War is about to break. He doesn't know that the skirmishes are about to burst into an ugly all-out Battlefield which will nearly Destroy the only home he's ever known. He doesn't know that there's anything Amiss with a scattering of 'Cards' floating around this traditional dark Masque that King Cynric's been nudged into holding by some of the other Old Spade Families.

He does know that he's never seen a more Beautiful girl than the Diamond with strange sparking eyes on the other side of the room. He does know that his brother is constantly Nudging him back into standing Properly, hissing for him to Get It Together.

He does know that, when he's sent for more champagne, he's got to see if she's as Wonderful as she is Beautiful; stands quietly behind a column until she's close enough to whisper to. "...hello."

[warper]

She knows that there's a War about to break loose. She knows that the skirmishes are the first sign she and the others were told to watch for. Knows that this may be the last night they enjoy as 'Cards.' It's why she's reveling in it, throwing herself into the sparkling Diamond wonder of the night, because before she knows it, it's all going to be ash and blood anyways.

So when the young man comes over to greet her, she smiles at him and nods in response, "Hello."

[untakentrick]

"I-- haven't seen you here before." And her voice has his heart in her throat, for some reason. Her attention has his Servile mask crashing completely, his entire being lighting up with that strange Flush which comes with puppy love. "Are-- are you enjoying yourself?"

[warper]

"I don't often go to these." Because it was the domain of some of the higher-ups to go, really. But she wanted to enjoy herself for just one night.

"And I am. Everyone looks quite nice."

Teresa Robledo | OC | Het

[hey_sexy_latte]

4 for Arcanahorribad bullshitery of win. o/

[afuckingloser]

There's not a lot of regret in his life. There's not a lot of room left for pain and sorrow. There had been the slightest twinge when he ripped into Cassie's guts, but hey, hadn't she ripped his fucking heart out all those years ago?

Goddamn karma, that shit was.

It's gotten to the point where he hasn't thought about it in weeks. To the point where her ghost isn't laughing in his dreams. To the point where he's feeling absolutely nothing again.

But then he has to want a cup of fucking coffee. He can't actually move after he steps inside the door.

\o also RNG said reincarnation o/

[hey_sexy_latte]

She knows this isn't her first time around the block. She knows that she isn't entirely Teresa Robledo, knows that her face is one of a woman whose life was cut too short by someone who should have ensured it lasted longer. She knows that someday, it's going to be the day that that comes back around into the truth.

So she knows, when she glances up and catches him lingering in the doorway, that this is it.

The part of her that's still Cassie wants to bolt, but she holds her ground nonetheless. He can't hurt her here, surely.

RNG you are almost as bad as we are and that's impressive.

[afuckingloser]

He can't breathe. He can't think. He can't do anything but stumble as the man entering behind him gives the tiniest bit of a push to get around him.

He can't not get in line and stare silently as he moves closer.

And, fucking fate, he can't not get her when his number comes up at the counter.

"...how the fuck."

Mmmhm.

[hey_sexy_latte]

"Well, usually, sir, you start by picking a size."

And she can't help the automatic snark. It's a defense mechanism, after all. But the look she gives him when their eyes meet make it clear she knows exactly what it is he's really asking.

Brian "Shang" Li | GHP/Mulan/OC | Het

[generalprettyboy]

6 but we probably need to fix this with him asking her out at some point. /o\

[steelwoodorchid]

She saw Shang fall.

She saw it, and it nearly killed her right then and there. It staggered her to her knees, almost let a mortal blow land on her because she couldn't comprehend that he could possibly have fallen.

She isn't sure how to keep going, knowing he's fallen.

It's not that she makes stupid mistakes. She doesn't. He's trained her far better than that, and it would be a discredit to his memory to do anything less than her very best.

But she does too much. She throws herself into the line of fire for too many others. She gets caught too hard by a blow she won't get up from.

She can't breathe well as she lies on the ground. She can't do anything but softly, softly sob a single name under her breath.

Probably /o\

[generalprettyboy]

He saw her go down. He's absolutely certain, after the hit that nearly took him out, that he saw her go down. He loses sight of her in the fray, but for all he wants to go and look for her-- and he can't think 'her body.' Not yet-- he has to keep going.

So he pushes himself too far. Tries to protect too many. Ends up going down not too far from where he doesn't know she has, as well.

Except then he swears he hears her voice saying his name.

"--M-Mulan?"

[steelwoodorchid]

Her mind's playing tricks on her. She knows it. She's hearing him on the other side of the veil, maybe; or, more likely, she's just completely losing her mind.

Except his voice sounds real. Sounds close by. Sounds like if she turns her head just to the side--

"--Shang."

And it hurts like nothing else, rising up onto her elbows. But it hurts like nothing could, being so close but not being quite close enough to catch hold of his hand.

Andrew Fioro | OC | Het

[faithfulclub]

8. TO JAIL. For alterni!H/V.

[theless]

She's got no regrets for what she's done.

A piece of her, perhaps, regrets that the children won't properly know their mother. She could have formed them. She could have helped them understand that life is pain and love is a trap and the only way to survive in this world is to carve out a place for yourself and for justice.

But she's got no regrets for taking the lives she did. She's got no regrets for her actions or for the actions Julien carried out on her behalf. She had held her chin up during the trial, had given testimony without stuttering; had pleaded guilty without the slightest flinch.

She thinks nothing of it when they tell her she's got a visitor. She's certain that, when whoever it is comes to sit on the other side of the glass, it'll be some other lawyer or journalist.

Not as if there are any loved ones who would want to visit. Not anymore.

/sobs quietly

[faithfulclub]

There were very few, admittedly. Or, at the very least, there were very few who were able to. The children weren't permitted to, and Rachel was busy taking care of them at the moment. Which, at the end of the day, only really left Andrew.

But of course he was here. As if he'd be anywhere else, when she was here.

"...Hey, 'gine."

/psh whatever SOBS LOUDLY AND GROSSLY

[theless]

Oh.

Oh, that has her fumbling as she reaches for the phone to hear him properly. That has her breath coming just a little short as she studies his face.

That has a regret starting to surface somewhere in the back of her heart.

"...Andrew."