My theme got deleted during Headphonesgate. (…what? Every other scandal is -gate)
Son of a cockloving whore. Motherfucker. Assbutts.
So, yeah, Headphonesgate was resolved, the Support staff was like “…well, we’ll flag your account for security, but change your password again just to be safe and yeah that’s really all we can do” (…thanks. So, everything I was doing, except being unable to call up the security breach myself since I can’t get into Tumblr’s database personally)
And apparently that also meant “We’re deleting your theme as well”.
DAMMIT. Now I need to go to ALL of my other blogs and be sure the same thing didn’t happen to them as well… fuckityshitfuck.
You know that every time you scream “I WAS IMPROPERLY PREPARED FOR THESE EMOTIONS” and “OH MY GOD, STOP WRITING IN CHARACTER SO WELL AND THEN DO HORRIBLE THINGS TO THEM, MY HEART HURTS”, it only makes me want to do it more, right?
I’m the Highlander of melodramatic fanfic writers. The more you weep and scream, the stronger I grow. (mostly because you tell me what works, so I disregard what you didn’t comment on and use those tropes more, which only makes you all cry more) I feed on your feels.
Yes, all writers are this sadistic. The ones who say they aren’t are lying. We love playing with your hearts. Otherwise we wouldn’t do it. Or we’d write happy stories with no conflict, and those are boring.
I haven’t updated this fic since April so I’m reading what I have published so far to jog my memory on where I wanted to go next.
Jesus Christ, I wrote this? How the hell did I come up with this idea?
SERIOUSLY, DID I JUST WAKE UP ONE DAY AND DECIDE TO WRITE A MAGNUM OPUS IN THE FORM OF SAILOR MOON FANFICTION?
Holy Christ, I’m entirely too intimidated to try and continue this, but I know that I HAVE to because there’s like, 100 watches on this thing. And I finally found my notebook with the general guideline of how I want to finish it, it’s just… getting around to finishing it.
I think I’ll take the notebook to the beach in the morning and fiddle with the outline until inspiration hits me. (Lord knows I have to limit my sun exposure anyway, I’m still hurting a lot from yesterday… I’ll just sit under the tent for the most part)
Maybe instead of being irritated at how dumb Sailor Moon fandom can be, I should maybe work on this fic instead because it’s been months since I updated and I seriously really need to get this going again. IT’S ALMOST DONE, SELF, JUST FINISH IT AND DON’T WUSS OUT ON IT.
(what part of “The new anime will closely follow the manga storyline” prompts someone to say “They really need to include Sailor Sun in the new anime!!!” BECAUSE SAILOR SUN DOES NOT EXIST. ALSO MAMORU IS SAILOR EARTH, TECHNICALLY. JEEZ)
Someone very close to my family has died after a seven-month battle with Stage IV pancreatic cancer. I’m mostly reacting with numbness. I was very upset when I found out he had cancer, and he’s been declining ever since he started treatment, so I think I feel more relieved that he’s not in pain or having to get chemo every other week anymore. But at the same time I feel sad, because I can’t comprehend death or what/if anything happens after, so I’m just very sad that a good man isn’t here anymore.