I’ll Make A Man Out Of You is so c!techno training c!crimeboys in pogtopia.
Backstory to this drawing:
I headcannon c!techno as ambidextrous so he shows the two left-handed stances and attacks so that they are more familiar with them and personally know the advantages to each of them and how they can counter them as well as the disadvantages and difficulties to them and how they can exploit them but overall so they are more prepared for every situation— in this case: left-handed opponents. While c!tommy is experienced in pvp (although not as skilled as c!techno), c!wilbur is definitely not as comfortable and trained with combat— let alone left-handed combat.
This was my last drawing of 2023 but I forgot to post it here too— Originally I started this drawing waaaay back in early October because charlie slimecicle sung the song with jaiden in a qsmp karaoke stream and the song got stuck in my head.
motion sickness - phoebe bridgers // over the garden wall // author unknown // louise borgeois // the shadowhunter chronicles - cassandra clare // terri guillemets // eliza gonzalez // apollyon - jennifer l. armentrout // beth wren // the vampire diaries, s8x16 // the catcher in the rye + vyann // sophocles' electra // up the wolves - the mountain goats
c!neapolitan bros (c!tommy, c!technoblade, c!wilbur soot) web weaving board for @blueblackcats ! this was a pinch hit for the @mcytblrholidayexchange and is the first of 2 boards! i took kind of a different approach for each board and I hope you enjoy this one! sorry we’re cutting it so close to the deadline, haha.
au where twins duo are identical twins and tommy, being a shapeshifter and a lot tounger and blonder than the twins, feels left out so he shapeshifts to look like his brothers
phil, seeing the three of them: kristin, remember when we were in the hospital and you were giving birth to the twins?
kristin: yes?
phil: WERE THERE THREE OF THEM
chaos ensuses, especially when techno and wilbur join in on it too at the same time, the twins find it incredibly wholesome because tommy wants to be just like them which just ends up in tommy switching back bc “he doesn’t want their ugly face”
AU where Wilbur tells Tommy that his twin, Techno, left them when Tommy was young so he doesn't remember him.
So during the exile bedrock duo era, Tommy feels a brotherly connection and mentions that Wil had a twin but doesn't remember much and was simply told that he left when Tommy was young.
Techno assumed the whole time he has been with Tommy, giving him a place to stay along with items and tools, a home, he assumed Tommy knew that he was his brother. That he was Wil's twin and Tommy's actual older brother.
Every time Tommy called Techno his brother to annoy him, he never knew he was saying that to his brother. Which clicked in his mind that that's why Tech made a weird face every time he said "you're like my brother" as if he wasn't actually his brother.
Wilbur never told Tommy and lied to him his whole life about his brother not caring and leaving them. This makes Tommy rethink his whole life with Wilbur and wonders what else he lied about. If his whole life was a lie. And he can't get answers cause Wilbur was dead.
Soo uhm abt the fanfic thing, it doesn’t have to be a page long, max 5-6 coz I don’t want you to over exert yourself
and I have two options so you can write whatever you want
Sbi fic that takes place during Neapolitan trio’s childhood. Techno is a piglin, he has the ability to switch between a more piglike and more human-like form. Just some nice fluffy stuff
Ranboo and Tubbo walk through the forest, mostly platonic (maybe some hand holding?? That’s all tho) They could find a bee or something idrc, just some more fluffy nice things :)
Again thank you sm!! You don’t have do anything if you don’t want too, I was probably going to vote for Quackity anyway so please don’t feel obligated at ALL
hello one thing about me is that im a bedrock bros propagandist. sorry this took a while i had some appointments this morning heehee
dsmpers: pledge to vote quackity for a 1-page drabble, pledge to vote quackity AND vote doc for a 2-page drabble <;3
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Babies didn’t tend to like Techno. People did say babies could detect things everyone else couldn’t – could see spirits, feel energies their parents didn’t. So even when Techno walked the roads in his human form, even when he tried to look as normal as he possibly could… it was only inevitable: the second he passed an infant, it would erupt into tears.
Then, there was Tommy.
Tommy cried constantly. Cried and screamed. Wailed his meaty fists against anyone who held him, threw his formula bottles across the room, generally wreaked havoc. Which was why he was Wilbur’s problem when Phil wasn’t home. Wilbur was older, anyway. He was in charge. And Techno had other, more important things to do.
Potatoes to plant. Books to read. Dogs to tame.
Except, of course, for:
“Techno!”
Techno sighed. He gave his potatoes one last, longing look. Then, slowly, he straightened himself out, stood up straight, and leveled his approaching brother with a glare. Wilbur was sprinting full speed toward him; he still had bits of baby puke on his shoulder. Ugh.
“You want me to calm him down,” Techno said as Wilbur came into earshot.
Wilbur skidded to a stop, planted his hands on Techno’s shoulders, and nodded gravely. “You’re a good man, Technoblade.” Techno rolled his eyes and left Wilbur with a command to finish watering the garden.
Inside the cottage, Tommy was screaming up a storm, beating his fists and kicking his feet in the air. His crib was a mess, blankets and pillows twisted up everywhere, some of them on the floor, somehow.
Techno didn’t like picking Tommy up. He was small. Fragile. Techno could make any number of mistakes, could hurt Tommy any number of ways. But the baby was sobbing, taking big, gasping breaths, and Techno was starting to get nervous he’d run out of air.
Slowly, he reached into the crib. Past the frantic hands and feet, he delicately, gently, carefully, wrapped his hands around Tommy’s stomach, and pulled him up. Holding him out at an arm’s length, Tommy caught Techno’s eye and held his gaze as he screamed. Stubborn fucker.
“I don’t know why you like this so much,” Techno said, and started to shift.
And there was the magic. The second Techno’s skin had tinted pink, tusks poked out of his mouth, and his ears grew long and pointy, Tommy calmed. The runt laughed, reaching clumsily for the tusks, the ears.
“Alright,” Techno said, and pretended his face wasn’t as warm as Netherflame. Pretended his heartbeat wasn’t as fast as a rabbit’s. He pulled the runt close to his chest, tucked his chin against the wispy tufts of growing-in gold, and held him there for a long while.
au where tommy tries to run away because phil wouldn’t let him watch tv. before he leaves he makes sure everyone knows that he’s going
phil, knowing tommy wouldn’t last long: alright mate
techno: you can’t even cross the street by yourself, but ok
wilbur: make sure you have clothes
the first time tommy leaves the house he goes back in because he forgot his jacket. the next time he comes back in he says that he forgot his stuffed animal. the third time he comes back in it’s because he’s hungry and needs lunch. after this he doesn’t leave the house again
techno: weren’t you running away
tommy: …oh yeah, i forgot to leave again. well off i go
techno: ok
tommy: are you going to stop me?
techno: no
tommy: you’re supposed to stop me!
techno, rolling his eyes: no tommy, don’t go i will miss you so much