Ficlet: Wake Up Older (J/K/S...but not in a fun, elise_509 kinky way)

[cynthia_arrow]

So I'm back early. So I'm depressed. (Sometimes, I'd like to kick my boyfriend's ass for being oblivious. And, then there's Kathy...dear...0_0...*wibbles

Comments

[dared2dream]

It's always a delight to me that these three characters manage to consistently inspire such complex and interesting storylines … as this fic' so skillfully demonstrates …

Plenty of psychological meanderings, tapping into the heart of the J/S/K triangle of super angst.

This line really shouted from the screen to me …

"Oblivion. You forgot how necessary it could be."

… oh indeed it can.

"But there are things more destructive than whiskey or fire, you think. Then you push back against Jack’s body, and it doesn’t move. Yet."

leaving us with no illusions of "happily ever after" … not with this trio … everything is on an emotional precipice … which is why we love 'em so much.

why are you so unimpressed with this fic?? … it's only my opinion of course, but I thought it was bloody excellent and I appreciate you taking the time to share it with us on a bit of a sad old day for this community :( ♥

oh yeah, is this taken from something or is it from your pen? ... 'cause I kinda' like it.

"Oh, the things lovers do when it’s over
Oh, the things lovers do when it’s done
Find a cool bottle or a warm shoulder
Wake up older, try to move on"

[cynthia_arrow]

The quote at the end was from the Julie Roberts song that inspired the story. I wish I had written it!

Thanks for leaving such nice feedback, especially when I was feeling mopey and self-deprecating and basically fishing for comments.

It really is a sad time in this corner of the fandom right now. I thought if I were to go against my usual nature and write something without a happy resolution, it ought to be now.