DeVille had formed a relationship with Simon on the subscription platform for two years, chatting with him regularly — often daily. She helped him bring his sexual fantasies to life but also discussed his everyday life, his hobbies, and his terminal cancer diagnosis.
“He’d request videos of us saying, ‘Fuck cancer, we love you,’” DeVille said, referring to herself and other creators Simon interacted with on the platform.
In May last year, a few months had gone by without hearing from him. DeVille searched for him on Google and found out he’d died.
I knew this article was going to be sad. But not this kind of sad. Come on! You can’t hit me with stuff like this!