Buddy, repeatedly spamming me to ask for fanfic updates to the point where I have to remove 14 comments of your comments off of a fic within an hour—the final one demanding I “quit being a dick” and “just orphan the work already so someone capable and dedicated can finish it”—is one of the surefire ways to make sure I never update ever again and refuse to orphan any of it out of sheer visceral spite.
I’ll leave the whole body of work hanging there forever as an epitaph to the behavior of shitty people who killed my motivation to ever write free fun stuff for fandom ever again. And when Ao3 finally dies and we move on to somewhere else, I’ll copy paste the entire unfinished work and upload it, just for you.
Come on, Raven. What stinks the most? That I tricked you? That I nearly wiped out your team? That everyone liked me better than you? Or is it that deep down inside you really believed I was your friend?