broken hearts, betrayal, it's all been done a billion times before

[robble]

the memorial meme

YOU ARE DEAD PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE So as it turns out, you've died. Maybe you died violently. Maybe it was a freak accident. Maybe it was old age. It could have been any reason - but the point is, you're dead now, and your friends have come to mourn; your enemies have come to celebrate. The worst part of death isn't the one passing, after all - it's everything they left behind. 1. Post your character. Name/series go in the header. Method of death/canon point/etc can go in the body, if you'd like. 2. Leave your thoughts on people. What did you think of them? How did they affect your life? Was this person important to you? Maybe they didn't matter a lot, but you need to say how you felt. 3. The starting character responds to these thoughts from the afterlife; have fun with it!

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Sherlock Holmes | Sherlock

[the_new_sexy]

[drugsbust]

[It's hard for Greg, but not as hard as it could be, given his line of work. He's seen good men go down before, but not quite like this, not with his own doubt weighing on his mind. He believes he's the cause, that it's his fault for not believing in him more, for letting the doubters grab him too.]

Sherlock Holmes was a good man. He didn't want people to know it, but he was. A bit out of his head, but the best ones sometimes are. I don't know if he knew it, well he probably did, but the my divorce was a rough time and I don't know how well I would have gotten through it without him. He was always acting like a child, stressful and impossible, but he was the best distraction I could have asked for, and he needed me. He wouldn't admit it, but he did. I never did as good a job with him as John did, but I like to think I tried.

But Sherlock...I don't think I've ever known a better man than him, truly. It takes something to do the right thing instead of the wrong simply out of boredom. Sherlock had that something, and the world's a worse place without it.

The Doctor | Doctor Who

[rude_not_ginger]

us being different, again. Valeyard AU

[best_served_hot]

[The Doctor is dead. He has been for, oh, how long has it been? Two months. It's easier to keep track of time with something so damning tainting the time line now. Of course, the Master had done everything in his power (so far, at least), to keep the Doctor alive, but well, the Valeyard had won.

At least that battle, but a war, it seemed, was just around the corner for this universe the Valeyard had made.]

Well, now, look at that.

[The Master goes over to the communications console on the bridge of the Valeyard's flagship, typing in a few commands, and brings up the image of a world mourning none other than the Doctor. His plans were coming together, though perhaps not as he would have wished.]

For a man who has not been in the universe for centuries, they must have heard some rather amazing stories to be putting on a show like this.

[The scene is of mourning. A planet mourning the Doctor. Not just a city, or a small town. An entire planet is shrouded in their mourning colors and people are weeping openly in the street for the loss of the Doctor.]

Erik Lensherr | XMFC

[eriklensherr]

[nobodysweapon]

He didn't die for his beliefs, those were what he fought for. He knew, he knew the world was cruel, and wrong, and needed repair.

But he didn't die for that. He died because he thought he was God. He died because he was so certain of his role he failed to realize other things but metal could be used to kill him.

But everyone will remember his beliefs, which is good. They are more important than the egotistical man who held them.

Jenna Sommers | The Vampire Diaries

[imauntjenna]

Lisa Reisert | Red Eye

[lisareisert]

Loki | MCU

[lokiliesmith]

Andrea | The Walking Dead

[survivorandrea]

Ryo Marufuji | Yu-Gi-Oh! GX

[kaisered]

[invisblewins]

[Nobody had ever expected Ryo to live to a ripe old age, or at least not anyone who'd known about the shock collars and everything that they'd led to. That doesn't mean it's any easier to stand in front of a grave and know that the person inside that grave is the person that Fubuki had cared about the most in the world. And somehow, in some way, Fubuki had always expected to be die before him, even with the shock collars.

Hell, the shock collars had hardly been restricted to Ryo, even if Ryo had started earlier.]

...you know, I have no idea what to say to you. Everyone said it'd help to do this, but what are you supposed to say when you're literally talking to a rock? You were hardly talkative at any point, but it's not the same as... you were there. This... even if a part of you is here, it's not what made you you.

Haymitch Abernathy | The Hunger Games

[defaultisdrunk]

[primreaper]

This is most CERTAINLY a tragedy! Truly, words cannot express how terribly this effects us all. Haymitch Abernathy was, well, certainly a colorful character, but Haymitch was more than that. He was a hero to all of Panem and certainly District 12. A Victor at the tender age of fifteen, outlasting all of the other 47 tributes. Now, other than being, an, er, compatriot of myself, Haymitch was my own personal inspiration. I never told him this, of course, but, well, his Games were the first I ever remember watching. I was there, riveted to the TV, watching as he cared so greatly for his district partner when I decided that it was my duty in the world to bring honor and glory to those of the Districts and become an escort! I was just pleased as punch when I was assigned to District 12, unfortunately, since Haymitch's days, it'd gone down by far.

Regardless, I truly, truly miss Haymitch Abernathy. As insufferable as he became in later years, I wouldn't have been able to make it through my first few years as escort without him. And I want to thank him for that. Haymitch, you will be missed.

Brittany S Pierce | Glee

[brittspierce]

Amy | The Walking Dead

[lovesmermaids]

Kanaya Maryam | Homestuck

[notavampire]

sansa stark / a song of ice and fire

[ladysarmour]

Tony Stark ♠ MCU ♠ OPEN

[fbitchesgtmoney]

John Watson {Sherlock}

[pulling_rank]

[the_new_sexy]

It is not so much that John Watson's death is merely upsetting. No, spilling tea on one's shirt is upsetting. Listening to Anderson bleat on without stop is upsetting. John Watson's death is something else. It's something visceral and nearly physical.

He doesn't attend the funeral. He doesn't call Harry or Mrs. Hudson or anyone. He stays in the flat, circling articles he's laid out on the floor in a shape very like how the cleaning lady found John's body in that anonymous hotel. There's no point in pretending to be dead, now. The only person who was destined for death if Sherlock came back was dead, now.

Suicide, the papers said. Suicide, Mycroft said. No, it couldn't be. It couldn't. It was murder, it had to be murder. John was too strong for suicide. It wasn't like him. He held Sherlock together during bad times, it would be a cinch to hold himself together after Sherlock's faked death. Sherlock could remember, before the Fall, staring at his box of drugs and thinking that he couldn't because that would upset John. A man with that sort of influence couldn't possibly kill himself.

The evidence---it was too perfect. It fit into suicide so well, down to the notes from John's therapist. If it was anyone but John---if it---

Sherlock's knees buckle and he just about catches himself on John's chair. Stopped from falling by his friend again. But it isn't John because John is gone and---and---there's a blame and it's been placed, he can tell by the silence in the flat and it doesn't matter because John isn't and he should be---

Sherlock doesn't cry, but he understands why someone might want to.

He thinks John would consider that enough.

Sif / Marvel Cinematic Universe

[atwar]

[ went down in a blaze of glory, at least ]

The Doctor | Doctor Who (AU)

[stillnotginger]

Albus Dumbledore | Harry Potter

[dumbles]

To quote Monty Python: "Burned down, Fell over, Sank into the swamp"

[rude_not_ginger]

[THE DOCTOR WILL NOT CRY. OH GOD HE WANTS TO CRY.]

You were my hero. And you will be forever missed.

[Walks off very quickly to go have an emotion]

Spencer Reid | Criminal Minds | OTA

[leftinbasketforfbi]

[retrieverchef]

Eliot was stunned when he heard the news. They may have been on opposite sides of the law, but he'd always respected the kid. Spencer had been one of the few people Eliot had known who had seemed almost completely untouched by the horrors that you couldn't avoid in careers like theirs. He was also one of the very few outside of the team to truly understand him.

After the shock wore off, he convinced Hardison to hack into the FBI records to find the details of what had happened. Eliot disappeared for a few weeks, returning only when he knew that the man who had arranged a heroic boy's death would never harm another human being.

Loki Odinson | Marvel Movie Mythology.

[ihasanarmy]

redemption ;A;

[bifroster]

Jane had finally, finally stopped crying.

It had been three days since Loki died. She never thought she would hear those words, see his body on a pyre, or have to figure out how to deal with the loss of such an important person. Sigyn was almost inconsolable, and Narvi... He didn't know what to do either, aside from let Thor hug him tightly all the time. All she could think about, as his pyre was prepared, was how they were going to live without him. Without his jokes and snide remarks, his pranks and manipulations, without him keeping things interesting and random in their little world on earth.

He was more than a brother-in-law to her, or maybe that was the right thing to say. He was the brother she never had.

Quinn Fabray ♔ Glee

[ambitious]

Dawn | Pokemon Platinum

[dawning]

[derpiest]

They checked on each other every once in a while, to make sure everything was okay. Dawn was the more stable of the two, but that wasn't saying much - after what they'd gone through neither one was particularly well-adjusted. They'd seen things, felt things that no human was meant to deal with, meant to endure - and things they couldn't have possibly explained to anyone else. For all anyone else knew, they'd just been gone for a while and reappeared.

One day, a text had gone out; it was his turn to check on her.

How're you doing today?

He didn't get a reply. Sometimes he worried a little too much, but she got why he did. They were the only things they had left, being able to check on each other like that. He told himself to calm down. She'd be okay, she'd respond sooner or later, she knew how important it was for them to be able to check on each other and make sure both of them were okay, for one to be around if the other needed to talk or -- or anything else.

A few hours passed. Then the few became most of a day. The day turned into two. More texts, more calls now, and nothing came through. Sooner or later the battery on her phone died too, and then it wasn't even ringing or receiving the texts; they just sat there as he panicked, trying to figure out how to get a hold of her, where on earth she could possibly be, if something had happened to her--

And then he saw the news, that she'd died. She'd died making sure other people were safe during a particularly brutal swarm of Pokemon, and he knew that she'd done the right thing. The news reports said if she hadn't intervened, there'd be many more casualties. And yet he couldn't think of that, he couldn't think that the losses were minimized, that she'd died doing what she loved, protecting people who needed it no matter race or creed. All he could think about was why him? Why was he now alone, with nobody who could possibly understand what they'd shared, what they'd endured? He couldn't even explain to his own mother the horrors he'd seen.

He kept himself together long enough to attend the funeral. She was a Pokemon Champion still in her prime. He hadn't said anything - couldn't have said anything, of course - at the funeral; it wasn't really common knowledge that they were close, and there's not much that could be said by him anyway. Their bond was beyond that of Pokemon. But she was given a hero's farewell. Thousands of people attended services for her. Donations were set up to cover the costs of everything for her family. It mattered.

He'd left a letter for her by the gravestone.

Dawn,

I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you when you needed me. You were always there when I needed someone, and you were always the person who understood even if I couldn't explain it well, and even if you couldn't explain that you understood. I miss you. The world misses you. You were such an inspiration to everyone, but to me most of all.

Love,
Rion

A few days later, he went home. He knew Dawn was gone; he'd kept texting her out of habit, each time the text being shot back as "no subscriber". He'd been waiting for something to solve his problems. Dawn, his support, was gone, and he knew Xion was never coming back. Dawn had promised to be there for him, but her promise was broken; Xion had promised to come back for him, and hers was too. There was no point in continuing a life that he couldn't explain or share with anyone else.





Almost nobody attended his funeral, a week after hers.

Snow White } SW&tH

[incited]

Lisbeth Salander | The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

[lackingempathy]

Clove || The Hunger Games

[sharpened]

[anniesgonemad]

Never knew Clove personally. But knew she didn't deserve to die like that. No one deserves to die in the Games. No matter who they are or what they do.