Deathfic has never been a genre I'd especially seek out, but, as with all genres, there have been noteable exceptions over the years which have snuck their way onto my hd as favourites.
For me, the difference is usually between deathfic which is maudlin and just written to wallow in misery and deathfic which is poignant and says someting about the characters.
Naturally, at this point in time, the only examples I can recall are a beautiful little vignette I recently read in the Stargate fandom - A Beautiful Day by Dust Devil - which definitely came into the latter definition for me.
But there was a deathfic about Perry dying seen from Jimmy's perspective - was it one of Krissie's? - which I enjoyed. And When Magnolias Bloom by Jennifer Eagan-Dixon was always a favourite of mine. Beautifully written, both of them. There have been others over the years, but I'm afraid my memory isn't up to recalling the details.
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