Stuffed...|technoblade x reader|

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y/n rarely slept. They didn't eat. They didn't move. They just stayed awake at night and during the day, okay well. They did not function anymore, their mind was wound up thinking about what they said to technoblade. What a technoblade. How they missed technoblade. Everything technoblade did. Everything they've wanted to do with technoblade.

y/n had woken up with a killer headache and a shaking stomach. They knew they had to eat so they did, they stepped out onto the cold floor, their greasy messed up hair tangled, their clothes still dirty from the night they saw technoblade. They hadt showere.d they hadn't done anything other than come home and lay on their bed, whether it was to cry or to hum music to try and lowell themself to sleep. Even nikki couldn't get them to do anything.

They walked into Nikki's kitchen not glancing at the calendar as they made themself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table. They ate slowly, their body filling and taking up the energy with much thanks. They let their mind wander,

It used to be so peaceful. With yn just going to the nearby village or just hanging out in their house talking to mbr.blade back when they didt have to worry about emotions. About wars. About rights and wrongs. Hry could just laugh with technoblade. Get potatoes with him. Sword dance with him. Show him the skies... show him how a whale could be gentle even if they looked scary. Sometimes, people are just misunderstood. Sometimes you just need to hear their side of the story. Maybe if they heard the other side-

y/n groaned into their already tear stained sleeve covered hand as their scratchy sore eyes puffed and stared at the couch across the home. They needed to stop thinking about what ifs. It wouldn't get them jack shit. It would get them anywhere in the world. It would get them closer to forgiving technoblade, that's what it would get them.

They didn't make noise as they stood up once more bringing their empty bowl to the sink. They Glanced at the calendar, having to squint slightly to see the date.

Oh fuck. It was the day. When dogtopia is going to come back to try once more to take back limburg. Oh fuck. y/n knew they had to show up. Even if it was just to stop Wilbur from blowing up the damned place. Well. it looks like they'd have to get themself together anyways.

y/n walked back to their room. They picked up some clothes Nikki had carefully set out for them and a towel before heading to the bathroom. They turned on warm water... technoblade always liked the warmth better than the co-. They turned the water cold instead. They gently took off their clothes... technoblade always said they were always too gentle with anatiment object- they tossed the clothes onto the floor harshly. They took a bruhs and ran it through their hair trying to take out the tangles before they washed it. Tehcnoblade always say their hair is soft. y/n just choked out a sob as they leaned against the sink. Was nothing ever going to be clear of technoblade in their life? They only knew the person for half a year and apparently it was all it took to make them fall for the male. Cursed emotions.

They stepped into the shower, turning it hot after realizing that cold was not the way to go. As they washed and cleaned they let their mind wander to music. One of the only true escapisms of the world. It filled all your senses. Not just your eyes or your mind... they hummed slightly as they washed away their sins and dirt.

When y/n stepped out and put on their clothes they finally addressed the wings.
"Petal" they spoke, for the first time in forever, their voice was broken. Unable to work properly. It sounds scratchy. Dehydrated.
But alas the armour showed. Well. what was left of it. It was a mess. The strawbs were burnt. The metal was thinned and broken. So. instead of trying to fix it. They took off the armour and tossed it away along with the clothes that had been burnt when techno.... Yeah.