The feeling of not being super into your blorbo, but you're desperate to be. But the series is over, no more content. It's stagnant. You rely on fanfic and fans for new stuff to consume, but it's a more niche blorbo, so the supply is not high, as neither is the demand.
You want to have that same hyperfixation that brought you so much joy, but... there's bleebos out and about, fresh and expanding, more chances to adore them.
But blorbo is dying, and I promised them always.












