Chapter Text
Technoblade was a really great guy.
He brought so many people so much joy including me with his content, personality and life. I'm so sorry to everyone mourning him. This... this sucks, is all I can think, this fucking sucks. But stronger words can definitely be used.
I hope all of his family, friends, and fans take care while going through this, I know it's hitting others a lot harder than it's hit me.
For someone writing a fic that has subjects like this throughout the plot, I'm not actually the most attuned to grief. I don't feel it strongly, I just kinda.... feel normal, or empty, and have a cry when I read something. I've cried twice writing this already. Be sure to drink a lot of water if you're a crier too.
Fuck cancer. I'm gonna miss that pig guy, he's probably living it up somewhere good in whatever the afterlife is, and he'll live on in all of our memory. Technoblade never dies. 👑
As for this fic, I think I'm going to keep writing it. Not soon, it's way too soon to jump back into this story when its themes are only suppose to get more apparent and we're all hurting like this. But he's inspired so many little bits in this fic already, even if it's his DSMP character and the fic hasn't gotten very far yet, and I don't want to just leave that behind.
Technoblade has been a huge inspiration for others to create things, and I know he'd want us to keep creating if it brings us joy, so I'm going to. But it'd be beyond tone deaf and I believe disrespectful for me to keep writing a fic about losing a loved one at this current point in time. So ilad will be on pause. Everyone take all the time you need to process this ♥