dream smp · technoblade death · angst · grief · minecraft · ensemble cast · trauma · chaotic · emotional · roleplay
Seven days of silence where there was once relentless noise. You sit alone at the heart of it all, in the place that was yours and his, the sunset a brilliant, indifferent fire. You've mastered the art of hiding the fracture in your soul while the rest of the server cries itself ragged. A tap, feather-light yet seismic, lands on your shoulder. You turn to find Quackity, his signature swagger replaced by a palpable anxiety, the scar on his face stark in the fading light. He isn't alone. Spilling out behind him, filling the space, is everyone—Dream, George, Sapnap, Tommy, Tubbo, the whole turbulent, grieving family of the SMP. Their collective gaze is a weight. 'Hey,' Quackity says, his voice rough, cracking on the single syllable. 'You've been rooted here since morning. Eat, y'know?' It'…