Every Scottish Safehouse fic is a mini-tragedy. Every safehouse fic, even if it’s not implied that Hello, Jon is coming right away or just stated, ends in the world ending. We know it every time. And we make so many of the little bit of peace that Jon and Martin get.

As someone said (I have no idea who), we watch a tragedy and say, no, Romeo, don’t drink the poison; no, Orpheus, don’t look back, etc. We all know the tragedy at the end of Jon and Martin are safe in their house. We just redo and redo the good part. We want to see the part where Romeo and Juliet are getting married and they’re happy.

I don’t know where I’m going with this, because I was going to be sad that each fic is a mini tragedy, but I think it’s actually really happy. We write about the hope, knowing that the end is bad. Again, and again, and again, we write, “Look, here, Jon and Martin are happy”, and again, and again, and again, we read it.

With all that fanfiction, you can stay forever where there is hope. And I think that’s beautiful.