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Hey folks, so it's been a long time. Three years, holy shit.
I feel like I owe you all an explanation, or at least closure with this fic. Unfortunately, I do not see myself finishing this. I still love Rick and Morty, I still watch the new episodes as soon as they come out, but I am no longer who I was when I started this fic. I was 17 when I uploaded the first chapter, angry at myself and situations outside of my control. I used this story as a way to keep myself sane in a situation where nothing was in my control. I took my frustrations, intrusive thoughts and self destructive urges out on these two fictional characters because it was the only thing keeping me from doing it to myself. And it helped- until it didn't.
I'm sure you noticed I stopped updating in the middle of the pandemic. That is no coincidence. I was fiercely depressed and filled with so much I wanted to let out, yet no matter how many times I opened a word doc I just couldn't bring myself to put any words down that actually felt meaningful. I think about this fic a lot, about coming back and finishing it but theres nothing that feels satisfying. Everything I type out feels hollow, like I'm finishing it to make other people happy and that goes against everything I stand for with art. I want to make something for me, because I want to. But I don't want to write this specific fanfic anymore.
I still get comments on this, and to which I am always grateful. It makes my week to see someone gets a bit of catharsis from this. It genuinely gives me so much joy to see that even after 3 years people will come back to this and still find something out of it that makes them feel something, good or bad.
So yeah, I'm going to mark this as finished and maybe one day I actually will come back and end what I started, but for now it remains open ended.
And if anyone wants to finish this fic, or write more for it I am totally okay with that so long as I am given proper credit of course. (And no fucking AI, I swear to fucking god I will not have my work be violated by artificial intelligence. I will find your family and eat them in front of you if I find out my art has been treated like that.)
Thank you for reading and staying with me for so long, I really don't deserve the love (but don't stop, I love it).
~Skeleton Kid (now an adult with a shitty job)