I'm Tierd

I don’t know who will be reading this but i feel like i need to put this out.

Around 4 years ago I was in a really dark place, I had recently learned that my grandmother had been diagnosed with cancer, my parents had tried to hide it from me but I eventually found out. My grandma used to make quilts she had made one for every grandchild, except for me. That same yea my family and I traveled back to where my grandparents lived to celebrate christmas early, I don’t remember why but it was around Thanksgiving.

All of the grandkids were opening presents when we had got to the last one. My grandmother tried to bring the box over to me but by then she was too frail to hold it so my grandpa did it. Inside the box was a bunch of fabrics that had been used. Everyone was so confused, my grandpa then told me to close my eyes. A few moments later I felt something placed onto my shoulders. I was then told to open my eyes. It was a quilt, one of the best quilts my grandmother ever made. I cried, my grandmother told me that everytime the quilt was around me she was giving me a hug.

A month later she was gone. That was the last quilt she ever made.

Around this time I had discovered Technoblade and his channel became my safe space. The first video I had ever watched of his was Beating Minecraft with a Steering Wheel.

I watched as the potato war unfolded and minecraft monday where I got introduced to Wilbur and Philza.

I was able to watch his channel grow which was amazing.

This last year I lost my grandfather, Technoblade content helped me so much. He raised alot of us, he helped so many of us. He was such an amazing human being, you will be missed.

Rest now, you deserve it.

The wind wistled throughout Y/n’s ears as he built their home in the wonderous land of the Dream SMP. He smiled too himself as he looked on at the finished product of his home from his roof.

“Y/n!” They turned their head to see a blonde shouting for him. He smiled and jumped off of his roof onto the ground.

“Hey Tommy! What’s up?” he questioned the blonde.

“Y/n! I need something to defend myself! Bad is chasing me for no reason at all!” Y/n narrowed his eyes and pulled out his enchanted trident, though he didn’t really need it due to the fact that he was immortal.

Y/n stood infront of Tommy defensivley as he watched Bad approach the two of them.

“Bad why are you chasing Tommy? Be warned if it you have ill intent for the child I will strip you of your lives.” Y/n threatened as Bad saw them he let out a sigh.

“Tommy I would like my armour you stool from me back.” Y/n turned to the boy who gave them a nervous smile. Y/n let out a sigh and spoke.

“Tommy give him back his armour.”

“But he doesn’t need it! He has other sets of netherite armour! I have none!” Y/n frowned and held his hand out infront of Tommy waiting for him to give back the armour.

Tommy let out a huff, “Fine.” He handed the armour to Y/n and they returned it to the demon.

“Thank you Y/n, have a good day."

“You too Bad."

They turned to the boy who was now sulking to himself, Y/n snapped his fingers and in his hands apeared a full set of netherite armour.

The boy’s eyes grew wide as he took the armour, before doing so looking for comfromation from them. They nodded and he proceeded to put on the armour.

“Thank you so much Y/n! Thank you Thank you!” They gave the boy a smile and a pat on the back.

“Just make sure you stay safe alright?” the boy nodded, “And no more stealing.” they added in.

Tommy waved goodbye as he ran off to probably mess around with his friends. Y/n let out a sigh as the walked into the finished product of their home.

“Y/N!!” Y/n jolted awake from their bed as they heard their name being screamed.

“Y/n!!!” He jumped out of bed and basically threw themselve down his stairs. He ran to his door slamming the door open to see Tubbo standing at the entrance of the door.

“Tubbo what’s wrong?” their heart was beating out of their chest as they awaited the boy’s response

“I need a shulker box!”

They paused staring at the boy for a moment, “Wait why?” he questioned him.

“Well I’m working on this huge project and I really need one.” The boy looked exstatic and was even jumping up and down.

“Oh, okay.” he snapped his fingers and in his hand appeared a shulker box. The boy snatched it out of his hands before he even said thank you and ran off.

Somthing inside their heart began to crack. They hoped this would be the last time this would happen.

Y/n smiled as he played with the young piglin named Michael. The young boy loved playing with Y/n and the feeling was mutual for them too.

They turned their attension to the entrance to thhe boy’s room as he heard someone climbing up the ladder.

“Hello, who’s there?” he called out, right as he said that out popped up the enderman hybrid. “Oh hey Ranboo.” they gave the boy a smile and waved to him.

“Hey Y/n, how’s Michael doing?” he smiled to his child.

“Just fine. How are you doing today Ranboo?”

“Oh, well I’m doing quite fine, but I have a question to ask of you.” The hybrid fiddled with his fingers, “more of a favor actually.”

“Oh? and what’s that?"

“Well I heard from Tommy and Tubbo that you gave them really rare things and I was wondering if you could give me somthing too.” Y/n’s heart sank as he heard these words.

“What is it?”

“Could you give me a dragon head?"

As soon as he spoke in his hands appeared the thing he asked for. His face lit up and he quickly thanked them and ran off not saying another word as he left.

“Michael you don’t want anything from me do you?” The young boy tilts his head to the side and smiled.

Y/n stood infront of Tommy with their arms crossed and brows furrowed.

“Tommy I can’t just give you a whole stack of netherite.” They turned around and began walking away.

Tommy let out a huff of annoyance, well they did it before why not now. He needed this netherite.. well not really but he wanted it, he then thought of an idea of how to get it.

“Y/n listen! I have to be able to defend myself! W-what if.” he stopped making his voice quiver, “What if he gets out? Then I have nothing to defend myself, and it would be because you wouldn’t help me!”

Y/n froze, ‘my fault?’. When Tommy had been exiled they had been by his side the entire time, even though he blamed them for not doing anything to stop Tubbo from exiling him.

“I guess one stack wouldn’t hurt anything.” Tommy smirked quickly switching to a frown as they turned around to look at him.

They snapped their fingers and a whole stack of netherite appeared in Y/n’s hand. Tommy quickly snatched it from their hands and began counting them.

“Your welcome"

“Yeah yeah, thanks.” he said as he waved his hand at them.

Time went by and the boys kept coming back and asking and asking and asking. Everytime they would give into them whether they gaslit them or guilt tripped them, they always gave in.

Soon the words they said began to get to his head.

Your Fault

Your a horrible friend, father, or parent

You want them to die

Your Fault

Your Fault Your Fault

Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault

Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault

Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault

Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault

Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault Your Fault...

Tommy came up to the home of his friend... more like a supplier now. He needed something from them and he intended on getting it.

He knocked on the door and waited.. and waited.. he knocked once more and waited.. and waited.. he began to get antsy and knocked once again and waited.

“Y/n?!” he shouted for them waiting for them to answer the door. “What’s taking them so long?” he let out a huff and just turned the door knob and entered the home.

Empty.

“Y/n?” He called out again.

Nothing.

Tommy bit his nail and searched around the home for them.

Empty.

They must have just been hanging out with the other two probably! Tommy ran out the home and searched for the other two boys.

Eventually came across them and waved a hello.

“Hey is Y/n with you guys?” he questioned the two. Ranboo shook his head and narrowed his brows.

“Wait he’s not with you? We were just looking for him now too.”

“You don’t think... maybe... all of the things we said made him upset?” Tubbo looked at the other two with a worried gaze.

The trio began to grow extremely anxious and began searching high and low for him. They asked Niki, Phil, and even Sam, but to no avail.

Tubbo and Tommy sat on their bench stressing for their friend and even their father figure.

“Guys! Guys! I just spoke to Ghostbur, he said he saw them at L’manburg!” The other two jumped out of tehir seats and took off in a sprint towards the large crater that used to be L’manburg.

The crater came into view and so did the person they had been loking for. He was sitting over edge of the large cliff legs dangling dangerously below him.

“Y/n!”

Their head perked up slightly, they turned to see the trio running towards them.

They finally reached him and began huffing and puffing out of exhaustion.

“My fault.”

Tommy raised his brows out of confusion.

“What?"

“It was my fault.. everything.. exile.. the explosion.. Dream harming you... all my fault."

They longingly looked over the edge.

“No.. none of that is your fault Y/n!” Tubbo’s hands began to shake as he noticed the hearts on their wrists, they were no longer in creative.

“Y/n? Why aren’t you in creative?” He questioned them.

They gave him a smile and tilted their head to the side.

“Well how else would I make it up to you guys?"

Everything happened so quickly it was all a blur, they couldn’t feel anything as they sat up and fell.

Maybe now they can make up for all the wrongs they did to the three of the boys. He smiled as he fell.

All of a sudden he came to a stop, a hand held onto Y/n's tightly. Confused they looked up to see Tommy struggling to hold onto them.

“Please don’t go!” he yelled at Y/n.

Y/n came back to reality and began to fear what would happen. He couldnt just leave these boy’s just like that. They held tightly onto Tommy’s hand as Ranboo and Tubbo helped pull them up.

“I’m so sorry-“ they were cut off by arms being wrapped around them by the boys.

“We’re so sorry!”

Y/n smiled and patted their heads.