I’ve been a Cryaotic fan since 2014. I slowly enjoyed watched The Late Night Crew, but recent events occurred and it feels unreal. My heart is beyond shattered and I feel sick. My old laptop still has a screensaver of Cry and my documents are filled to the brim of saved fanart from 2015 and I’m constantly stumbling upon my old accounts about Cry and the LNC over Instagram, tumblr, quotev, ao3, and stopped here. My drafts are full of unfinished fics I began in 2015. Hell, a few weeks ago just for old times sake in quarantine I began writing a fan fiction about Cry just to see how much my writing has improved. Well.
I’m heartbroken. Extremely. But I’ve learned to never put your idols on a pedestal; they’ll disappoint you one way or another. And worse, they could turn out to be the epitome of disgusting.
