Summary: Based on a little season 3 spoiler that we got earlier this week from Sully - Kurt proposed to Jane in Venice!
A/N: Well it’s been a while since I’ve done this, hasn’t it? I’ve missed fic writing so much! Ever since I finished the #BSPromptChallenge at the end of August, life has gotten crazy busy, and I haven’t been able to devote as much time to fic writing as I would like. I’ve started university and the assignments are rolling in, which means that I have to work on them instead of writing Blindspot goodness for you guys! However, from now on, I’m gonna try and upload a fic (no matter how small) at least once a week - I miss the interactions with you guys far too much! Anyways, enjoy my first fic back from my (annoyingly long) hiatus…
A weekend in Venice hadn’t been what Jane had anticipated when Kurt had suggested that they go away together for the first time. Ever since they had closed the huge Sandstorm case, they hadn’t been able to catch a break - Shepherd’s arrest and the break up of Sandstorm were requiring a tonne of paperwork, and the team was struggling to get through it all. Kurt and Jane were becoming increasingly frustrated at the amount of late nights that they had to spend at the NYO. When they had caught Sandstorm, they had stupidly thought that their crazy lives would die down a little and that they’d actually get to spend some quality time together. However, turns out that they had been wrong. Very very wrong.
So, when Kurt suggested that they take the upcoming weekend off and go away together, Jane didn’t hesitate in saying yes.
[A little note: Bless A for giving me this request. Why am I writing fluff though like I know what I’m doing? Here’s a happy
kissing prompt@mrswalkerwrites. Thanks for the request! I am always more than happy to write about these two so I mean. Except pulling away isn’t on their minds, so now I’m not sure if this even fits anymore, but I’ve already committed to this. ]
5. Can’t Let Go Yet Kiss - The type of goodbye kiss when you keep leaving quick pecks on each other’s lips, but end up pulling each other back for more, which could go on for hours if one of you don’t finally pull away.
The dip in bed makes Robyn’s eyes fly open. Her mind is alert in seconds, while the rest of her still feels half-asleep. She tries to mentally shake it off, stretching before she flinches at the sight of sunlight spilling through her half open-curtains. Slowly, she adjusts and squints at the time next to the bed.
6:45 am stares back at her.
Usually she finds it difficult to be up and as early as it currently is in the morning. However, as she dredges up memories of last night, she remembers it had been an early night for them both. She sighs softly; knowing that there won’t be any extra hours of sleep left once she realizes the morning appointment will still be waiting for them whether she wants it to or not.
Her eyes flit beside her, to where she expects him to be and her fingers follow reflexively; seeking his familiar touch before they come across empty sheets. “Wait, don’t go yet -” She stops; turning on the opposing side only to pause at the sight of one of his rare smiles.
It sends a surge of happiness to her chest and she greets him back with a warm smile of her own. Her boyfriend. Her lover. Her fiance. All of these words define him and yet they have never felt enough to adequately describe how much he means to her.
She thinks she’s been in love before; and can dimly remember small glimpses of past relationships. However, none of them has felt like this This - intense, and with this much certainty. Most importantly, she’s never been in love with someone quite so differently from herself.
Although, it’s been over two years since they’ve met inside that New York bar she used to bus tables for, and nearly a year and a half since the first time they exchanged those three little words - she still feels every bit as in love with him then as she does now. It’s not her fault. He’s the first thought she has once awake, and the last thought she has before falling asleep.
So there’s one bit near the end of the Genocide Run that hit me pretty hard, personally. And as with most things that hit me very hard emotionally, it was a random almost throwaway line that wasn’t written to be focused on that much. But whether it intentionally held the meaning I took from it or not, it doesn’t change the fact that I DID take meaning from it.
When Flowey is monologuing near the very very end of the game and explaining what he went through, he talks about how he lacks the ability to feel anything for the people around him, and how desperately, frantically, he wishes he did. He talks about how, at first, he tried to help people. He talks about how at first it seemed to help, but every time it was time to let go, to move on, he got scared and couldn’t do it. He’d panic and reset instead. And how then he’d be right back where he started. And he would try helping everyone again.
But it became hollow. Everyone always said the exact same things, and did the exact same things. And nothing changed. And nothing new ever happened.
And eventually, just out of sheer desperation for SOMETHING new, he decided to kill everyone. And how that was at first a relief, but even that grew stale and empty as he did it over and over again. Until he was left with nothing, and there was nothing to care about, either for better or worse, but he couldn’t let go either. So he was trapped in this world where nothing ever changed, and he couldn’t make himself leave.
It’s a sad story, but it’s also a bit of a gut punch because of its implications.
Maybe in time, the person playing the game, the actual human being behind the keyboard, not the pixel character they control, would find themselves in the exact same situation. Eventually, things in a game stop changing. Characters always say the same things, do the same things. And maybe in time, as boredom takes over, the player would also try a genocide game just for SOMETHING new. But eventually even that will become empty and lead to nowhere after you do it enough.
I can’t really say if that’s true or not. I can’t say it’s false either.
But It’s 2 years now. And a lot of us are still here. And more importantly a lot of us still care. Quite deeply in fact.
And maybe we won’t care forever, maybe the same thing will happen, or more likely, we’d be the ones able to let go and move on to other things and let go. Maybe there’s no escaping that.
But it’s been 2 years, and at least for now, we’re still here.
There is also the possibility I’ve considered, that since the insane success of the game was never expected or anticipated at all, that the level of love it caused in gamers was a complete and utter surprise, maybe their ability to never fall into that cycle of apathy and just how long they can keep going, caring as hard as ever, will also be a complete surprise that was never foreseen.
Or even more simply, maybe Flowey just needed to be shown, as with so many things, he was wrong about that too.
Who knows. Honestly I can’t say how things will look in time. It could either way.
lance asks keith what his favorite animal is and keith just Lights Up and starts going on and on about hippos like did you know they can hold their breath up to seven minutes lance?? did you know they’re one of the most dangerous animals in africa?? they can live up to 40 years lance did you know that?? and lance just listens to him talk and talk and is reminded of how In Love he is with this boy, this boy that loves hippos,
every time I see a mile-long well thought out meta post on a cartoon I just think wow if highschool english classes had let us analyze our favourite TV show scenes instead of really boring ~~classic literature~~ that nobody cares about we all would have gotten top marks
okay one last thing before i stop drawing for the day
so i really wanted to make an au for cc and after some thinking i figured i could do a coraline au!!
basically everything takes place at the camp, max would be like a new camper showing up, nikki is a fucking furry bc i didn’t think anyone else fit very well (i mean heck nikki isn’t a perfect fit but oh well) david and gwen would still be counselors but they would take the role of coraline’s parents y’know?
and daniel and gen/jen? would be like the other parents