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The campiest of happers. | "'Free speech is a fascist position.' - Aquaman" - skyrimlegion


A few weeks before her college graduation, Sunset Shimmer attends Twilight Sparkle's funeral. She'd rather be anywhere else but here. She'd rather think about anything but what role she played—or didn't play—in her girlfriend's premature death.

We don't always get what we want, though. After the last several months, Sunset knows that better than anyone.

Winner of Oroboro's "Sunset Shipping Contest: Endings." Rated T for language, not-exclusively-adult themes, and brief tobacco use.

Chapters (3)
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Comments ( 22 )

So which Twilight did you murder for no bucking good reason other than because you could? This doesn't scream Princess Twilight. More like Sci Twi since it's human.

Or am I missing something?

Holy... Damn. Have a fav. the frank approves.

This is dark and haunting and I am engrossed.
As I was reading I couldn't remember if the summary suggested that Sunset felt responsible, but there's certainly something.
The way you write all of the girls is so... comforting, I suppose. Especially Rarity and her coping, all these little details paint such a picture.
But man this was hard to read at times, it was chilling especially when Sunset was envisioning punching Twilight's father, there were some twisted emotions here and it made the whole thing feel so real.
And those little jokes in the beginning? The texts to Twilight? A very nice touch.

This chapter was pretty intense, and not quite what I imagined. I expected some anger, and something in the privacy between Sunset and Twilight, but this went beyond what I expected, and honestly made for some good reading because I never quite knew what was going to happen next. It all feels very real, and that shows all through this story.
The incident with her mom probably stuck out the most, this almost surreal quality, how casually she asks about Twilight's glasses before breaking down. Grief isn't easy, and I like how it's portrayed here in all its different ways.

PS- Meant to write this sooner but the finale kinda killed me... and yet reading about this tragedy was somewhat fitting.

I don't know why I put off reading your stories. They're always so well put together and engrossing.

Goddamn, dude.

Not coddling someone through a time of grief to allow them their own chance to carry themselves is sometimes a hard lesson to learn and follow through on. People do need each other in those hard times, but everyone handles grief differently, and sometimes that means standing just inside the edge of arm's length—there if they need you, but not getting in their way.

This was good. A very down-to-earth portrayal of grief and what comes with it.

Author Interviewer

Jeezus, man, that level of emotional intensity should be illegal. D:

Author Interviewer

“How do I get over this?”

“We don’t,” he replies. Over his shoulder, the sun has nearly set. “We live through it.”

Everyone needs to read this.

This was such a gripping read. I expected to just get through the first chapter tonight, but I just couldn’t stop reading.

Really nice work here!

I read this back when I read the first two chapters and forgot to leave a comment... re-reading it just now and I forgot what nice introspection it is, and again reminded how realistic this all feels without stumbling into melodrama.
In a way these two could be any two characters in almost any world, but it still works here, and getting to read this moment of openness between them was nice. Almost comforting.
Painful, depressing, but nicely done.

Emotionally devastating and all too real, but it ends up positive in the end, or at least on an upward turn. Sunset's voice and grief are great throughout all of this, and while I've never lost anyone in this way, it still reminded me of some of what I've gone through. A+ job.

I wish there were words to describe how utterly desolate this made me feel. The portrayal of depression is so real and heart breaking I almost have to wonder if this fic is entirely fictional

The way you described Twilight getting better, only for little small things to build up and push her over the edge is so... horribly real.

The description of Sunset’s curiosity about Twilights head going numb like her finger was something that hit me so, so incredibly hard I had to take a few moments to compose myself before I carried on reading

This piece is so... beautifully written. As heart breaking as the concept alone is, the way you wrote this without falling into dramatic cliché’s about grief and dealing with loss is something I can’t find words to express how grateful I am for it.

This was amazing and horrible and I’m sure I won’t be able to stop thinking about this story for a while. Thank you.


The portrayal of depression is so real and heart breaking I almost have to wonder if this fic is entirely fictional

Probably gonna blog about this in a bit more detail soon, but long story short: parts of this fic are unfortunately far from fictional. Most of what Sunset describes of Twilight's journal, as well as a couple other things later on, are taken pretty much wholesale from my own experience with severe depression and a very close call with suicide. To a large extent, this story is current me reminding future me of what past me almost did and how bad it would've been to do it.


I’ll be honest, as someone who has also struggled with depression and had close calls with suicide myself, reading this really brought up a lot of bad thoughts I had pushed back to the back of my mind. In a way it was almost cathartic, but I had to take a few hours to collect myself before I could talk to my girlfriend (who sent this fic to me) and tell her how I was feeling.

Just reading how you wrote Twilight’s struggles stuck out to me, because I know that there had to be some truth to the words. There just isn’t a way to describe those kinds of thoughts and feelings unless you’d been there yourself. It was startling, honestly.

I’m not really sure why I’m waffling on at this point, but I guess I just wanted to thank you for replying at all, and thank you for expressing such painful thoughts in a way I, personally, never could.

Your writing as a whole is just breath taking, never mind the allegories and depth behind it.

To be honest, I wasn’t sure I could express those thoughts either as I was writing this, but I’m glad I got it out, and I’m really glad it resonated with someone who had some of the same struggles I did. Thanks for reading and commenting.

Phew, the weight of this story. The absolute dense mass of heart ache, compressed into a mere three chapters of agony, anger and helplessness is monumental.

And yet, that feeling of Sunset cresting the event horizon, of Shining being there just next to her was exquisite.

Stomach feels like I've swallowed a lump of lead and yet it feels good, well done dude.

What the fuck, this is brilliant. I’m honor bound to destroy you now for beating my entry with it.

En garde fish

I’m glad I came across this. Reminded me a lot of my brother’s funeral, after his suicide. Not the big dramatic break down- just the conflicting emotions. It’s a ritual based around sadness and remembrance, and all those other feelings that came after he killed himself- anger, resentment, guilt, even relief that the battle was over- they just didn’t have a place in that framework. Grief is never tidy, but grieving a suicide has its own particular messiness. It’s been years, but it’s still nice to read something that reminds me the messiness wasn’t wrong, it was just what happens when you’re the one left to keep going.


To a large extent, this story is current me reminding future me of what past me almost did and how bad it would've been to do it.

Thank you.

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