SBI Oneshots

Validity

INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS WARNING

SWEARING WARNING

SHORT WARNING

SICKNESS MENTIONS

PASSING OUT/VOMIT MENTIONS

VENT WARNING

VENT WARNING

VENT WARNING

VENT WARNING

VENT WARNING

VENT WARNING

:)

Plot: Technoblade reflects in a somewhat positive way

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Technoblade was unable to catch a break. He had been unwell for a whole week and naturally had been unable to find time to do the things he enjoyed. One of those was sport, exercise was well known to relieve stress. It was a week before four enormous exams that he hadn't studied for.

But those weren't the worst. The worst was how he was unable to write. Techno was a passionate author of a few books online and had been offline for a week nearly. He kept saying how he would update, and he never did.

So as he was getting better before his exams, he was online again but doubt slithered into his mind, taunting him with words he shouldn't trust. Sentences and statements telling him how no one cared, no one noticed, there was no one who dared interact with him.

But as his body was physically exhausted that left his weak mind vulnerable to the sadistic ideas of himself. Why would someone interact with a mentally ill person? Why did he ever think someone would care more than words on a screen?

So, he didn't interact for the week his big exams were in. And by the end of the week he was so much more exhausted. He had gotten sick again, his sickness returning because he couldn't take days away from his exams.

And he was so stressed after his exams he had nearly thrown up or passed out on several occasions. But nobody would care, and how would they even know when his communication skills were absolutely shit.

The only way he did communicate his thoughts and feelings, troubles and issues, was with writing. But he was on strike. And for no apparent reason it was. As he had returned online after the stressful week to find the silence of a graveyard late at night.

Although people demanded that they cared that snake of doubt was too far in from the confirmation of those statements. Why would someone care? The slimy trail of 'lies' had grown and was taking up most of his brain.

And it wasn't helpful that his brother was behind on reading one of his books, Techno hadn't had the time to remind him and instead felt only disappointment and sadness. It was all too much. Techno could make an impressive list of the things he was having a hard time with:

. He was exhausted beyond imagination

. His brain had convinced him nobody loved him

. His brain had convinced him it was just better not to speak anymore

. He was struggling with his sexuality and gender, but nobody could help him

. He didn't want to see his therapist anymore

. He wanted to go to sleep and never wake up again

. He didn't want people anywhere near him

But then there was this one magical person who could do no wrong to Technoblade. This person understood the boundaries that Techno had subconsciously made. They were the only person Techno ever wanted to talk to. It didn't feel like a waste talking to them.

And then another person who would always check up on him no matter how hard of a time they were having. It made Techno relieved to see someone reach out to him as he struggled reaching out to others.

Yet he couldn't say anything but excuses about the other 'friends' in his life. They claimed to be friends and they claimed to be there for him. But where are they when he is on his knees in the bathroom holding the box of painkillers and crying silently?

It's true that he is part fault

He knows he should start getting better at his reaching out rather than cryptid messages

But that doesn't mean his disappointment and detachment towards those people isn't valid

It is so fucking valid

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hi

its beeennn- a week and a half-

how am i? no

well- yeah-

and this and that and this and that and this and that and

woosh

not the regular type of oneshot and for good reason :)

ngl it would be soooo funny to just discontinue this book- or any of it- but tHaT iSnT rAtIoNaL

hope we dont hate this oneshot too much or i might just- :)

how is everyone been in my absence?

maybe i will make a normal oneshot next month ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

maybe i wont write again forever- flip a coin and theres the answer

hold on this is a split- ffs- damn it-

bruh i just tried to fix it- my mind is very convincing-

wild looking notes section

read it, dont read it, idgaf

this oneshot was for me, dedicated to me, written by me, in memory of me

pride month next month, im gonna try and make pride wristbands or stickers

(idk if i have enough colours)

wow look at me goooo

ranting like the biggest cunt in the world 'look at me! look at me!' stfu or you will get-

anyways-

anyyyywayyyys-

funky lil mAAAAn

have a good day/night <333333333333333