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Technoblade: Do you wanna know how I really hurt my wrist?
Tommy: Yes
Technoblade: I was hoola hooping. Philza, Y/n and I attended a class for fitness and fun.
Tommy: Oh my god
Technoblade: I’ve mastered all the moves. The pizza toss, the tornado, the scorpion, the oopsie doodle.
Tommy: Why are you telling me this?
Technoblade: Because no one will ever believe you
Tommy: You sick son of a bitch
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VALENTINES DAY WITH THE SBI <3
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• You hadn't been with the Sleepy Boys for too long, being a guest they had taken in until further notice had that affect after all, so when valentines day rolled around, you hardly noticed at first
• The only thing that clued you in at first was the way Wilbur used it as an excuse to share his plethora of sappy love songs
• Not to say he didn't already do that on the regular—he just had an excuse this particular day
• Chances are he ushers you, Phil, Tommy and Techno onto the living couch while he sits opposite all of you, strumming a tune about a mysterious stranger that had stolen his heart (often times maintaining soft eye contact with you all the while)—only pausing at the end to enthusiastically ask your opinions
• "I think it was shit. Where's all the men and the money and the riches Wil."
• "Tommy, I swear to god mate. One of these days, Wil's gonna smack you upside the head and I'm not gonna do anything about it."
• Tommy has spent every valentines day so far pretending to throw up at every romantic gesture he happens to stumble across according to Phil. Even if it's just a pink heart.
• He had been doing this ever since anyone could remember apparently, so it was to be expected at this point
• Secretly, though, he likes to think about everyone's reactions to him giving them a flower. He'd give you a daisy specificly, probably braiding a few stray ones into a flower crown for your hair like Tubbo had taught him. But he eventually decides that would be too babyish, and resorts back parading around the house while whining about love and how stupid it was
• Unlike Tommy's drastic change in behavior however, the only difference between normal Techno and Techno on valentines day, is that if you asked him enough times, he would read some of his greek mythology books out loud to you
• "Heyyyy Techno. Nice weather were having huh?"
• "S litteraly stormin outside (Y/n)."
• "Uh. Well. Rain, er, am I right?"
• "Jus' get in here so I can read to you already."
• Funnily enough, he always chose romance stories. Or at the very least, the few happy ones that existed in mythology, just for you
• The tale of Eros and Psyche happened to be your favorite. And each time you asked, Techno would turn back to the beginning to read it again, a faint smile on his face at your own
• At one point Wilbur had passed by Technos room, momentarily seeing through the cracked door the sight of you laying your head in Technos lap gently as he read to you
• Later when he brought it up to the pinkette, he had gotten a book thrown at his head and was told to never mention that to Phil
• Phil himself spends most of valentines day looking out the window and up into the sky quietly, petting one of his crows slowly. Like he was waiting for something. Someone.
• But in the meantime, while he waited, Phil was perfectly happy with his wild family and the stranger from the woods they had taken in, heart bursting with love for them all
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nerdysleepybunny · 3 months
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Hallo! im new here so please let me know if i cross any boundries.'
anywho, I was wondering if i could request a platonic philza and/or techno comfort? ive had bad few days :(
Have a wonderful day/night!
I APOLOGIZE FOR GETTING TO THIS SO LATE!! I literally love dsmp asks even though the fandom is dying off, so this definitely isn’t crossing any boundaries! I hope you’re doing better. My dms are open if you ever need to chat! :D
🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷
Character(s): Philza, Technoblade (ft. Mumza & Chat)
Fandom(s): DreamSMP
Reader: Gender neutral (you/your)
Style: Hcs
TW: N/A
Summary: How Philza and Technoblade (separate) would comfort you!
🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷
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Philza:
I feel like he’s the type to just know you aren’t doing well before you even say anything.
Like, you’re just sitting there in your feels, then suddenly?
BOOM CONCERNED DAD RIGHT IN YOUR FACE
“Are you okay, mate?”
“Do you need anything?”
“Here, let’s sit and have a chat.”
Literally shooing chat away so it’s just the two of you having quality time together.
Would sit down next to you on a couch, but probably wouldn’t initiate any touching. The most I see him doing is a shoulder pat or a hand rubbing your back.
Of course, he wouldn’t mind you leaning on him or embracing him! He just doesn’t want to touch you in case you want your space :)
If you want to talk about it he’s there to listen and offer wise old man advice (if you call him old while you’re upset, it’s the ONE time he won’t get defensive about it)
Like
He’s just talking giving you some advice about your problems, then he hears you snickering
“What’s so funny?”
“You sound so old right now, Phil.”
Usually he’d shout his usual “I’M NOT OLD/I’m only in my 30’s, mate…” (I’m pretty sure he’s canonically thousands of years old but shh let grandpa be delusional)
But now? He’d just chuckle and shake his head
“Whatever you say, mate.”
DON’T EXPECT HIM TO BE SOFT FOREVER, IT’S ONLY BECAUSE YOU’RE CURRENTLY SAD
After you’ve concluded your venting/told him that you don’t want to talk about it
You know what time it is…
DISTRACTIONS!!!
Pillow fort anyone? He’s giving pillow fort vibes.
He’s a dad, so obviously he’d just do all the work and build it for you. Again, only because you’re sad. Any other time he’d yell at you for not helping.
Speaking of sadness
Don’t let Phil’s wife see you sad…
OH NO YOU’RE SAD? NOW MUMZA IS SAD AND IS RUSHING TO COMFORT YOU
Mumza is the type to cry when she sees someone else crying, so now both of you are just sobbing together and Phil is there trying to comfort the two of you but is an overwhelmed old man and may end up crying himself
Uh… cry party?
Either you all end up making fun of each other for crying which results in you all laughing together, or you just cry till you get sleepy and pass out on the floor together.
What an interesting way to family bond.
Technoblade:
So you seek The Blade for comfort, the most monochrome and nonchalant man on the server. What a wonderful decision, reader! /lh (I’d do the exact same)
If you’re a Technoblade fan you’ve definitely heard the “it’s fine” audio.
Now I can either be wholesome and say he’d hold you close and whisper that everything will be okay to you
Or I can be silly and realistic and say that he’d pull out a phone and just play the audio with a blank face, but is laughing on the inside due to your “what the actual fuck” face.
Okay now for some actual comfort!
As we all know… Technoblade isn’t exactly good at comfort.
He kills orphans for a living, how do you think he’d react seeing someone crying like a child?
He’s standing looking at you with a look of “why is this creature screaming” and “wtf do I do”
“Uh… you good? You okay? You, uh… need a hug…?”
Very awkwardly holds his arms out for a hug, and if you accept, he even more awkwardly pats your back.
If you got his shirt wet with tears, he’d DEFINITELY comment about it
“Are you seriously ruining my shirt? How are my enemies supposed to think I have a good fashion sense now?!”
Goes into a rant about how he needs to look his best and how it’s a good strategy to beat his enemies in battle while you’re kinda just there… honestly are you even crying anymore?
You’ve stopped crying ages ago, and he’s still just talking
In conclusion, Technoblade is good at calming people down without even trying (I was literally having a breakdown and all I needed to do was listen to the silly pig man talk about Greek mythology. It must all be part of his master plan…)
Speaking of listening to his voice, here’s a scenario.
“Technoblade, can you read to me?”
“…what?”
“Read to me.”
“I’m not reading you a bedtime stor-“
“I wanted you to tell me about Greek mythology.”
“Fine. Come here.”
Long story short, he starts by reading you just one story. That one story turns into the entire history of the Greek gods and goddesses… yeah you pass out pretty quickly. But Technoblade isn’t one to stop mid-ramble. Once he notices you’re asleep, he’ll continue talking, just quieter. He’ll eventually get sleepy himself, and soon enough… you’re both asleep.
Works like a charm!
🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷
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That’s Your Ex?
c!technoblade x goddess! reader, ex!dreamXD x reader, hinted dreamXD x c!georgenotfound
she/her pronouns
TW: none
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You could practically feel the stare; sure enough, as you turned your head towards your partner, he was looking at you as if he had never seen you before.
You straightened up, stretching after being bent over the potato garden for hours. The snow was lightly melting, and you knew that Technoblade enjoyed the moments of sunshine that broke the monotony of snowy tundra.
Collecting the harvested potatoes, you still could feel Techno watching you.
“It’s impolite to stare you know.”
“Art is meant to be looked at.”
Slightly scoffing at the complimentary pickup line, you threw a clump of dirt at your partner. “That was cheesy and you know it.”
Technoblade smiled, getting up and walking over to you. When he reached your side, he held your face in his hands, his thumbs gently running over your cheeks. “Maybe, but you are absolutely gorgeous.”
Technoblade placed a kiss on your forehead before turning and taking his basket of seedling potatoes back towards the house. Collecting up your materials as well, you followed his footsteps.
Just as you were coming around the corner, however, you saw Technoblade standing, his sword drawn. Hearing your footsteps as you approached he held his hand out, warning you to stay back, but you were not so easily wavered. Looking over Techno’s shoulder, you saw what the threat was:
your ex.
More specifically, DreamXD. You two had once had an on again, off again type of relationship, mostly full of grand gifts and excessive flirting on your ex’s part. Eventually you got tired of it and moved on, and later you were rewarded with the love of your life.
But DreamXD was a jealous god, and he had a hard time letting you go. He used to try to win you back, swinging wildly between lavish gifts and intense threats. You knew at the end of the day, however, that he would never lay a hand on you. You both were wise enough to know that no one ever won in a war between gods.
Eventually, you did tire of the constant unwelcome attention, so you moved into the mortal realm. And that was how you met Technoblade and eventually fell in love.
But now DreamXD was here again, determined to ruin the peace. Rolling your eyes, you walked by Techno, arms crossing over your chest as you stopped in front of DreamXD.
“Y/n.” His voice was smooth and echoey this time, the one he used when he wanted to fit in with mortals.
“DreamXD. What are you doing here?”
The god titled his head, playing up innocence. “It’s been a while Y/n, can’t I come see you?”
Scoffing, you shook your head in return. “We both know you don’t just ‘come to see’ people. Please don’t tell me you want me to come back to you again.”
DreamXD paused a moment, considering your words. “You really don’t miss what we had, what we were?”
“No. No DreamXD, I don’t miss you.”
He didn’t respond; he simply stood there and stared at you. He shifted his gaze behind you, looking at Technoblade.
“You fell in love with a mortal.”
You felt Technoblade get closer to you, his sword still drawn in case you needed protection. You smiled despite yourself, trying to appear as neutral as possible. “I did.”
DreamXD nodded again, but he seemed distant, like he was thinking about something entirely different. “These mortals, they do have a strange charm to them, do they not.”
Just as he said those words, a figure came crashing through the tree line. Clad in blue with large, white-rimmed glasses, they approached DreamXD casually.
“Where have you been? You said you were going to help me?” The crisp accent came through, the person impatiently looking at the god.
You watched as DreamXD’s entire body language changed, his attention solely on this one person. You saw him become possessive and obsessive, and you recognized that this must be the “strange charm” DreamXD had just been talking about.
The newcomer started walking away, and DreamXD followed after. Looking back one last time, he nodded, a sign of farewell to you. As the pair disappeared into the distance, you took a deep breath and turned to look at your partner. Wrapping your arms around his neck, Technoblade pulled you in close, touching your foreheads together.
“What the heck was that Y/n?”
“Oh, that was my ex, sorry about that.”
Technoblade blinked a couple times, trying to process this information. “The god of this server is your ex???”
You pressed a kiss to his lips before letting go and walking back to the house, grabbing the potatoes you had previously abandoned. “Don’t worry, he’s just an ex, that’s all.”
“Heh?????”
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maxismp1 · 2 years
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U wraped in his cape
First of all Technoblade has his cape 24/7 365 days a year
And its normal for it to smell like him
But he often has to go, being called my his comrads or just doing his jobs
You get lonly af, and only thing you have is Steve
So when he finaly comes home to rest, he give you his cape for you to fix it and wash it
It's not often for him to wake up and not find you by his side
But at the other hand, when you do wake up before him you just start your day
"Y/n?"
He calls for you, but no answer. He went in to a small panic.
"Y/n?"
He calls once again while getting out of your shared bed. Slowly stumbling down the leaders.
"Y/n?"
Techno was now in full panic. Going to reach for his cape on the small stand, so he could search for you outside, but it wasn't there. He didn't care enogh about right now, he cared that you are safe
Reaching for his sord on the other side of the small stand, and quickly going outside. Only to find you wraped in his red cape.
"It smells like you"
You said simply
"I smell like me too, now go back to bed"
And with that he scooped his ball of live and went back upstairs to your shared bedroom
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toxicruins101 · 1 year
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YOUR WORDS KILLED ME
Sbi! Family x Male! Killer! Reader.
Tw!: Gore, torture, mentions of torture, blood, killing, depression. Etc.
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
you couldn't even keep count of how many days it had been since you were stuck down here.
1, 2, 3..678910..
Who knows? Yet as the faint sound of your blood dropping onto the floor making a slight consecutive sound you became aware of the passage of time around you.
The faint sound of chains rubbing with each other, making an awful sound.
Pain was the only thing you felt at the moment and you knew you weren't going to last very longer in this hell hole.
You committed a crime, a deadly one quite literally, and in exchange you got sentenced to this.
Torture and torture for days on end.
You heard the heavy metal door move and tried to look up but even that hurt.
You could try to look up with your eyes but you failed the energy to even do that.
"Hey mate.." Philza, oh your sweet father Philza, all this time he had been so hopeful and so relived when they told him you'll be able to get out instead of serving a life long sentence
Yet it pained you so much, knowing his poor heart was going to be crushed.
"Are you feeling ok? I'm guessing your asleep right now though.."
'I'm not sleeping, I'm dying' you thought as a warm feeling invaded your pain struck heart.
Your father always did care for you, he always has, as his first child you meant everything to him.
You wish you could scream out to him and tell him your fate, but were unable as your tongue had been cut out in the early days of this sentence.
You wanted to cry and sob, tell him everything that was wrong, so maybe he could save you, he could rescue you.
That maybe you'll get to see your little brothers again.
Maybe train with techno one last time, teach Wilbur guitar again, and help tommy pull pranks on the others just for one more time.
But your death seemed closer than that possibility coming true.
"Don't worry mate, just 2 more weeks and your out of here, two more weeks and you'll get to go home." Spoke your father tears welling in his eyes at the sight of your broken hanged up form.
You'd be long gone by then, your poor heart ached at the thought of your caring family having to receive the news of your death.
You all meant a lot to the other, so just thinking about it made you weep.
"I'll be taking my leave now mate, stay strong ok? We are all waiting for you back home.." his voice spoke, you tried to move towards him, yell at him to stop and speak a little more.
To null the pain and bring back the good memories, you wanted to die with a familiar voice calling out to you.
Not the treacherous screams of the other inmates in here whose fates have already been decided.
Soon after though another person came in.
"Y/n? You there?"
Techno
Techno!
You were so glad, you wanted to run up and hug him so tightly both of you were out of air.
Sadly you couldn't so you slightly moved your arms making the chains jingle hoping that would give him the message you were listening to him.
"Ah good, thought you were passed out there for a sec and I got really scared.." he chuckled lightly at the end of his sentence
Don't say stuff like that...it'll only make it harder for me to die you thought
"listen, we all, really miss you ok? I know what you did was bad, but, nobody deserves this.
Come back home, ok? We all.
Really need you" spoke his grave voice as he slowly made his way outside, looking over at you again before leaving.
There were so many things you wanted to say to him.
So many
So so many.
You had missed him so much over the years it was crazy.
You didn't know if this was the gods way of having mercy on you and letting you hear your family one last time or their punishment.
Making you hear and bear that weight of sadness knowing all their hopes of you getting out of here were going to get tarnished by your inevitable death.
No-one?
Guess that was it.
Maybe Wilbur and tommy didn't think you were worth their time-
"Y/n?..." Spoke a gentle voice from the other side of the space.
Wilbur.
You slightly smiled, you wanted to cry more than ever.
You had missed him so much.
Hearing about his death in l'manburg broke you in a million pieces
Yet there he stood now, revived and well.
He only started at you and walked over.
He inspected your weak form and wanted to cry at the state of it.
In an act of anger, at seeing his brother, his blood, one of the men who raised him be hung up and treated like a punching bag he broke the chains holding up your arms, with a sword that always hanged loosely on his belt.
Guards came rushing in as you finally felt your hands in God knows how long.
You smiled at him and he smiled back at you.
Guards came in and started pushing him out
He screamed and thrashed in their hold.
"LET GO OF ME YOU FUCKS, IM TALKING WITH MY BROTHER, WAIT-
NO NO WAIT-
Y-!"
his voice got cut off as he was forced out and the metal door slammed shut.
The guards looked at your weak form on the ground and scoffed as they pulled you up and tied you by your wrists.
So much for feeling your hands again
This time you didn't hear a voice, not even a peep.
Just quiet footsteps as they came closer and closer to you.
You felt gentle arms around your torso, careful as to not hurt you as sobs emitted from said person.
Tommy, the youngest out of all of you.
You looked at his dirty blonde hair and wanted to reach out and hug him so bad as he hugged and cried onto your broken skin.
His sobs filled out the room as tears fell from your eyes at the sight of your little brother in pain.
All because of you
Your family was suffering
Your friends were suffering
Everyone was suffering
Because of you
"All right, visiting times over kid, scram" spoke your torturer and you wanted to punch him faceless because of how he talked to your brother.
He only glared at the man but then took notice of the various array of weapons desplayed on his cart.
Full of blood, your blood, to be precise.
"hey, wait, no." He said as he stared.
Two more guards came out and went towards him when they realized he had no plans of leaving.
"HEY! NO! WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING ON DOING TO HIM! NO! DONT YOU DARE-" Spoke the blonde haired kid as they dragged him out, tears falling from his blue eyes.
"Something permanent" spoke your abuser as he smirked at your disheveled younger brother being forced out of the room.
You could hear your name being called and sobs from the other side.
No
No
NO
NO
NONO
NONONONO
NO GOD PLEASE
Don't leave me please
Philza...
Techno...
Wilbur....
Tommy...
Don't leave me to die alone please...
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lonely-lost-soul · 2 years
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Woes of An Immortal
(C!Technoblade x Reader)
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Hello everyone! Thank you all so much for 3k followers and I'm sorry this post came a little late! The vote to win was a one-shot with you all guessed it Technoblade. Enjoy the fluff, smut, and angst that comes with this fic.
As always I love you all and if you have fanart send it my way!
Also if you enjoyed send me a Coffee: Thanks Souls
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When Technoblade became immortal his father had told him of the woes that came with it, immortality was a curse, not a blessing. Technoblade would be forced to watch his loved ones and old friends die while he remained young forever. It wasn’t something easy to live with, the guilt he would experience would never truly go away. The curse came with what his father called the voices, they yearned for blood and emphasized he needed a strong will and mind to ignore them. At the time Technoblade didn’t care was young and naive only looking for the power that came with the idea of never dying. He believed he never would fall in love, who would love a piglin hybrid, he was antisocial and okay with living all on his own for eternity. He was okay with never-dying until he met you. 
You were a simple girl in a village he was visiting, you resembled a greek goddess in the old history books his father had gifted him when he inherited immortality. He wasn’t one to fall in love simply based on looks, but it helped. You were in the town center children gathered around your legs as you read them stories. He had just finished tying up Carl when he noticed you were packing up to leave, he kept his eyes trained on you until he saw you were walking in his direction. Technoblade looked away immediately face burning from embarrassment, in his one hundred years of life this was the first time he felt butterflies in his stomach. He heard a soft hum behind him and there you were, god you couldn’t have been older than twenty, a baby compared to him. 
“Are you new here?” 
The question was innocent and held no ill intent, his tongue felt heavy as he nodded. You smiled warmly reaching your hand out to scratch under Carl’s chin, he tensed worried the voices would scream at him for you to stop. They were rather protective of his horse but to his surprise they were silent, he watched you pull a carrot from your bag, and Carl whinnied munching on the snack happily. 
“Do you have a place to stay? My father runs an inn.” 
“I’m here with my father I don’t know his plans. But thank you miss,” 
“No problem. Well if he’s unsure, it’s on the corner just over there. I’ll even give you half-price rooms,” You batted your eyelashes at him, “I hope to see you before you leave.” He watched you wave your hand heading off towards the inn, he felt a large hand grip his shoulder. He glanced up at his father, he was a bit taller than Techno but looked the same age as he did when Technoblade was born. Scars littered his face, and his scruff had turned into a beard over the years. His one tusk was chipped and his red eyes were dull from years of exhaustion. 
“Who was that?” His father’s voice was more profound than his own and Technoblade huffed slightly, 
“Just some women,” Technoblade mumbled, his father watched his expression, raising his eyebrow. 
“That’s the innkeeper’s daughter. (Y/n) I think her name is, young and pretty.” 
“Don’t try it old man.” Technoblade scoffed shoving his father’s hand off his shoulder, “She’s way too young for you. For either of us.” 
“Either of us you say? You mean you would’ve tried?” 
Technoblade stopped dead in his tracks. Spinning on his heels, he turned to face his father, “Don’t.” 
“Don’t what? She’s a pretty little thing.” His father made a womanly shaped figure with his hands, wiggling his eyebrows cheekily. “The children loved her,” 
“Dad please.” 
“You’re almost 25 Techno-” 
“Only by human standards.”
“You’ve never dated a girl.” 
“Dad-” 
“Or guy!” Techno huffed clicking his tongue in distaste eyeing his father wearily and his father only chuckled in response. “Well, you’ll have a lot of time with her cause we’re staying with her and her old man.” Techno grunted pinching the bridge of his nose between his glasses, “It’s just until we make enough money to move to the next town.” 
“Fine. But I don’t want you playing matchmaker or whatever the hell you plan on doing.” 
“My lips are sealed, no matchmaking from your old man.” 
But Techno knew the look in his eye, he’d seen it a thousand times before mischievousness and joy that Technoblade never inherited. He knew this was going to be a long trip if his father continued to act like a child. He only clapped Techno on the back and led him into the inn, he was surprised to see you sitting at the front desk with a notebook in front of you. You seemed to be drawing something, or maybe it was writing something he couldn’t tell. A soft bell rang as they stepped inside and you turned to greet them, he noticed a small flicker of pride in your eyes as you stared at him specifically. His eye twitched feeling frustration bubble up in his gut, you had no right to look at him like that like you’ve won some competition. His dad nudged him forward a smirk playing on his lips and Techno huffed “We’ve come to hopefully take you up on your offer from earlier. If it still stands.”
“Course it does. My father’s out at the moment but I can set you up.” You motioned for them to make their way over, Techno’s father went first and introduced himself, 
“Orpheus. Techno’s father at your service I can cover the stay for both of us and we’ll have separate rooms please.” 
“Father? Why you don’t look any older than he does! What’s your secret? My father's gonna kill you when he sees how young you look!” 
Technoblade groaned as his dad laughed with what seemed to be pride, “Why thank you pretty lady that means a great deal. Techno takes after me you know,”
“Oh, I can tell.” You mused, “you’re both very handsome.” 
Technoblade blushed, he knew he was blushing because he felt his cheeks and the tips of his ears burn hot with embarrassment. He shot his father a frustrated glare, “Ignore him. He’s an ass.” 
“I don’t find him to be that much of an ass.” You laughed grabbing two pairs of keys from behind the desk before walking out from behind it. “Surprisingly I’ve dealt with worse customers, follow me to your rooms.” Both men followed after you, Orpheus headed into the room that was assigned to him bidding you and Technoblade a goodnight. Technoblade noticed you still standing beside him and cleared his throat awkwardly, 
“Uh…thanks for the rooms…” 
“Seriously it’s not a problem at all.” You hummed giving your head a cute tilt to the side, “can I ask you something?” 
“Er…sure?” 
“You looking for a stepmom?” 
“HEH?” He knew his entire face was bright red and he felt jealousy bubble up in his gut unwillingly. You burst into hysterical laughter at his reaction and that only caused his face to burn hotter, 
“I’m messing with you oh gosh! I didn’t know you’d be so easy to tease.” You smiled covering your leftover giggles with your hand. “You’re much more my type,” 
“You’re bold…” He grunted nose scrunching in displeasure, although he didn’t feel that displeased with your comments. 
“So I’ve been told, I’ve also been told it’s charming.” 
“Whoever told you that is lying to you.” 
You tossed your head back and laughed, shoulders bouncing up to your ears eyes filled with pure delight, “Sleep well Technoblade, and have pleasant dreams.” Technobalde watched with careful eyes as you headed off down the hall, he gave a small chuff in your direction. However he couldn’t help but watch your hips and ass sway as you disappeared from his view, he flushed turning away from your figure. God, every minute that passed Techno was turning more and more into his pervert of a father. 
Technoblade awoke with a start, pupils shrinking as the smell of smoke filled his nostrils. There were terrified screams coming from outside the inn and a distinct sound of someone pounding on his bedroom door. “Technoblade! Open up there’s a raid outside in the village, get your sword and get up now!”
Technoblade was out of the bed like a shot, he didn’t have any time to put on armor, he just slid on his briefs and grabbed his sword storming out the door. “Dad!” 
“What kid?” He turned to face Techno, his hair spread out all over the place eyes blazing red ready for the bloodbath. The words stay safe were on the tip of his tongue but instead, he said, 
“Where’s the (Y/n)?” 
“Somewhere in the fray. Find her and keep her safe.” 
Those were the words Technoblade needed to hear before he burst into action. As soon as he demolished the front of the inn the screams were only getting louder and more frantic. Blood littered the streets and the doors of the village and Techno felt his vision narrowing desperately searching for you and you only. He heard another shout and managed to block an incoming attack from a pillager the stopped his ax’s swing halfway with the blade of his sword before running the man through. Blood splattered his chest and face as he pulled the blade out and with a sickening thud, the man fell to the ground. “Mama help!” The voice of a young girl shrieked he turned and saw her cornered by the giant creature known as a Ravager. Before Technoblade moved a blur flew passed him sending loose locks of hair across his face, the smell of strawberries and cedar entered his nostrils and the only thing on his mind was you. He watched as you unceremoniously threw a rock at the beast, it huffed steam pouring out of its nose. 
“Why don’t you pick on someone your own size!” Your voice was like a knife as it cut through the pandemonium around you, the creature turned to face you and it gave the girl time to run away in the direction of her family. It stomped its hoof against the ground its voice was a mix of many different animal snarls and you reeled back, Techno saw the panic settling across your face. As soon as Technoblade moved towards you the beast began to charge, your body locked up in panic and fear as a response. Luckily Techno reached you before the monster did and curbed its attack with a swift slice across the side of its face. The Ravager screamed bloody murder turning its sights on Technoblade officially, Technoblade turned to you, his eyes a blazing red, 
“Run.” 
His voice didn’t even sound like his in his own ears, it was the first time he heard them so mad, the voices all shouting to kill the creature in front of him. 
“Come back to me.” You stated sternly grabbing him by the pants and pressing a kiss to his lips, it was quick and he almost couldn’t process it with everything going on around him. You were gone from his body like smoke in the wind, and Technoblade could solely focus on the monster who was in front of him. 
“Alright you freak” he grinned flashing his teeth, “Bring it on.”
~~~
After that the two of you were joined at the hip, Technoblade and his father saved the village and were always welcome there anytime they happened to be in this direction. The village also said they could get any supplies they wanted for an amazing discount, which they both took advantage of without argument. Techno more often than not found himself not going on hunts with his father unless it was necessary and instead spent most of his time by your side. He helped you in the inn, even though he was less than personable to many patrons trying to get rooms he did have amazing stories to keep the patrons who frequented the bar on the edge of their seats. He also had a great habit of convincing you to slack off from your duties leaving most of it to your father, who could only bite his tongue because his daughter had caught the eye of the village hero. 
“Techno not right now…” 
“Are you not on your break?”
“I am but-” 
“Then come on no one’s gonna know.” He mused pulling you close by the hips leg expertly slotting in between them making you shiver against his thigh. “Have a little faith in my ability to please you,” He purred nipping and kissing along the column of your neck. 
‘Need. need. Need. want. Want. want.’ Now that the two of you were offical the voices had started referring to you as Techno’s and he was just realived they all could agree on something for once. 
“Fine…you horny bastard. But you only have until my breaks over!” 
“I can make that work,” He pulled you into the storage closet somehow being able to keep his lips interlocked with your own. You moaned sofly against his lips as his hands found your butt giving it a squeeze before lifting you up against the wall. Your legs instinctively went around his waist only serving to pull him closer to your flushed body, your breathing hitched as his tongue entered your mouth only briefly battling for dominance. You let Techno take over rather quickly his one hand began sliding up your waist and landing on the swell of your breast giving it a tight squeeze. He felt you moan at the sensation against his lips and he pulled away from you a string of saliva connecting the both of you, you whimpered and began to unbuckle his pants, he hoisted you a little higher so he could shimmy them down his waist. You purred sofly leaning forward to kitten nip and lick at his neck, he grunted feeling your legs tighten around him, he thanked the gods that you mostly wore skirts and dresses cause all he had to do was hike up the dress to your hips. “Hm?” He panted his hand poking and prodding at your entrance, “You’re already so wet for me? I barely touched you.” He snickered as his fingers disappeared into your folds you let out a needy groan head tossing back against the wall with a soft thud. 
“Hm…Techno more…” You panted pupils blown wide and hazy, “Add another so I can take you…” 
“Yes ma’am.” He purred adding another finger and curling it against the tight spongy-ness of your core. You moaned his name breath hitching in between the moans and he’s never felt more turned on in his life. “Yeah? You like that?” You only groaned louder your walls fluttering rythmically and tight around his fingers.
“I’m close.” You whimpered panting loudly, 
“You ready?” 
“Hmhm.” He watched with glee as you bobbed your head eagerly, as soon as he got confirmation he sheathed himself inside your folds. You both moaned, his head fell onto your shoulder as he panted against your wet skin. 
“God, you feel so good baby…so tight.” He snapped his hips and your moans began to echo off the walls of the room. “It’s like your pretty little pussy was made by the gods just to take me, so good.” Techno continued to growl in your ear nipping and biting at the skin there as he sang praises to you like a mantra. “S-shit-” His eyes shot wide open taking you full force as you began to clench and spasm around him, you shouted his name as you came and he wasn’t that far behind. He stayed inside you for a moment or two longer before you kissed the side of his head, 
“Gotta get back to work…I’m ruined…” 
“Hm good. You’ll think of me all shift,” He mused setting you on the ground watching your mixed fluids run down your legs before you let the dress fall covering up the mess successfully. 
“You’re an ass.” You grumbled opening the door to the broom closet with a huff, 
“You love me.” He spoke without really thinking, it was the first time he ever said it to anyone let alone you, you looked back over at him with surprise. He winced slightly, “er…sorry-” You cut him off with a kiss, 
“I love you too…” You flushed slyly before scampering off back to your job at the inn he felt his heart clench. 
You really were just too adorable. 
~~~
A letter arrived on his desk by a crow, Techno always kept the window of his study open he liked the fresh air to filter through his stuffy office. The crow let out a caw jumping around a little as Techno took the letter from his leg. He recognized it as one of Phil’s crows almost immediately and tore the letter open with his nails, he grunted a little feeling weight on his leg. He looked down to see his daughter clinging to his pant leg, all smiles and a toothy grin. “Now just what do you think you’re doing nugget?” He mused picking her up by the back of her shirt, she giggled loudly as he plopped her in his lap. Holly had your hair and face shape but she was gifted with Technoblade’s red and black eyes as well as her pointed ears. 
“Mama wanted me to come to get you! She said it’s almost time for dinner,” she hummed nuzzling into his chest, his face softening considerably. 
“Tell her I’ll be in, in a minute alright? I just have some last-minute work to do, tell her your Uncle Phil sent a letter.” 
“Okay, Papa. Love you!” 
“Love you to nugget.” He hummed watching as she squirmed off his lap and disappeared through the door. Techno released a breath he wasn’t even aware he was holding in as he unfolded the letter, his eyes scanned over the ink and he felt his jaw tensing at every word. Phil was practically begging for Techno to head North to help his eldest son Wilbur, apparently the man had gotten himself kicked out of his own country by a dictator. Wilbur and his young companion seek to overthrow this new form of government and need Technoblade's help. A favor for an old friend. His past accomplishments spread that far, he was always known to be calculated, cold and ruthless, but he was younger than. He didn’t have anything to live for, no weaknesses, now, however…he looked up to see you standing in the doorway brow creased in stress.
Even worried you still looked ethereal to him, motherhood and age had taken to you kindly. So far your mortal body had barely any grey hairs and you were still as agile and lively as you were when you first met him all those years ago. “Holly said it was Phil?” 
“I need to leave by tomorrow.” He hated the way his voice shook, he had to clear his throat before continuing, “He’s cashing in a favor…” 
“Then Holly and I will come with you, we’ll pack up our things and-” 
“No. No, you can’t come.” Technoblade stood from his desk taking your hands in his own, they were always so small. He cradled them gently as a deep frown settled across your lips, “It’s going to be a revolution. If you and Holly get wrapped up in it who knows what you’ll be used for it’s too dangerous.” He kissed the top of your head in hopes to soothe you, he could smell your anxiety and could practically hear your thoughts spinning. “It won’t be too long…I promise to get you as soon as it’s safe and I’ll send crows to you every single moment I get. You…probably shouldn’t send any back though…in case they’re intercepted.”  
“Techno, what if we lose you and I never know? What if something happens here? I can’t lose you not to something like this, just because you’re immortal doesn’t mean you can’t be killed.” 
“Sweet Thing.” He tutted a smirk resting on his features, “Technoblade never dies remember?” 
“You’re such an ass.” 
“Yeah but I’m your ass.” He snickered capturing your lips in a kiss, and he felt heat like an ignition curl in his gut. His hands reached around to squeeze your ass and you let out the cutest squeal, 
“Techno not now! Holly’s waiting for us for dinner!” You scolded hitting him lightly on his broad chest, he chuckled softly watching your cheeks puff in frustration. 
“Hm…not now,” He mused trailing kisses down your jaw and onto your neck, he felt you shiver beneath his hand. “But tonight. I won’t get to taste you in lord knows how many weeks after today, you’re all mine once Holly is put to sleep.” He could smell the arousal coming off of you in waves and he smirked against your neck, “Yeah sweet thing? Sound good?” 
“Yes…” You whispered quietly face as red as blood, 
“Good girl.” 
When morning came you didn’t want to let Techno out of bed, “Princess I need to go.” He sighed as you buried your face deeper into his chest, you were still stark naked, body covered in bruises and bite marks for last night's escapades. 
“Just stay here with us…” 
“I wish I could. I need to say goodbye to Holly, she was devastated when we told her.” 
“You are her favorite.” 
“I am not.” Technoblade huffed although a bit of pride swirled in his chest, he caught you giving him a look. “Maybe a little, but she’s a daddy’s girl I couldn’t ask for anything better!” 
“Yeah…yeah. I love you.”
“I love you too.” He smiled sadly brushing hair away from your face, “I’ll write every day.” 
“Swear?” 
“I swear.” Technoblade noticed the furrow in your brow wouldn't disappear and he placed his large hand on your cheek. “What’s wrong…other than me leaving that is.” 
“Depending on when you return I’m not…I won’t look the same. I’ll be older…What if you don’t recognize me?”
“Even if I’m gone for years I’ll always recognize you. You’re my wife it’s not your beauty that wormed its way into my heart it was your personality. I told you when we got married that even though I’m immortal you’ll always have my soul until the day you die.” He kissed your forehead softly, “Plus I love me an older woman.” “Okay time to leave.” You huffed and he chuckled fondly peppering your face in light kisses, “Send me a letter as soon as you can.”
“Of course. Love you.” 
“Love you too.”
~~~
Trust was always something Technoblade valued, he’s been away from his wife and daughter for years now. Only sending letters and never getting anything in return was slowly killing him, however, he finally began to believe he was safe on the far outskirts of what was once known as L’manburg. His execution came and went and he showed those who were after him that he was never to be trifled with nor was anything he held dear. He felt like it was finally safe for you and Holly to be by his side forever, the only problem was Tommy. This kid was now living with him and Technoblade was beginning to see him as an apprentice, he had always emphasized how important trust was with the boy. He showed him his Wither Skull bunker and that seemed to get the point across and Tommy was much more forthcoming with the hybrid. 
“Tommy pack your stuff we’re going on an adventure, I got one more secret to show you.” 
“Oh fuck yeah!” Tommy seemed more excited about the idea of an adventure than whatever the secret Techno had. “When are we leaving? It's been so boring here lately! All the training has been b-o-r-i-n-g!” He punctuated by throwing an arm around Technoblade’s shoulders, the hybrid shoved him off with a huff. 
“Sorry for wanting you to be able to protect yourself.” 
“Sorry for wanting you to be able to protect yourself.” Tommy mimicked wiggling his fingers, 
“You know maybe I won’t take you with me-” 
“Big man! Big man come on I was kidding! Don’t be like that!” 
“We’re leaving at dawn. You’re in charge of packing the food and water for yourself understand? I’ll let you borrow one of my horses.” 
“Carl?” 
“Absolutely not.”
The morning rolled around and it was Tommy who was up and awake first, on occasion Tommy reminded him of Holly, even if it has been a few years since he saw his daughter. They both had the same energy at times and maybe that’s why Techno always had an odd sort of soft spot for the blonde boy. Technoblade got both of their horses set up and put the saddlebags on making sure to fill it with enough rations for the both of them because knowing Tommy he probably wouldn’t listen to Technoblade’s instructions. Tommy was beside him with his turtle shell helmet on top of his head and the ax of peace was strapped securely to his back. They set off due South, every so often Technoblade would look at the sky to make sure they were going in the proper direction. Even though he hadn’t been to your village in years he still knew the way there like the back of his hand. 
After all, Technoblade never forgot a place that held such meaning. 
It took them about a full day to get there, the moon was rising in the sky as they approached the village. Tommy’s face was set into a frown his eyebrows raised practically into his forehead, “So…is this a pit stop for the night or?” 
“Nah this is it.” 
“Er…I hate to break it to you but this is just like any old village? What’s so special about a dumb village? They got like epic trades or some shit?” Techno rolled his eyes hopping off Carl and tying him safely to a fence post and motioned for Tommy to do the same, his young companion did the same with a little trepidation. 
“Come on I’ll show you,” Technoblade began to walk through the rows of houses the villagers who were awake seemed to stop and grin at the very sight of the hybrid. Hushed whispers began to filter through Tommy’s ears and he subconsciously pressed himself closer to Techno, 
‘Is that Techno?’
‘No way he hasn’t aged a day!’ 
‘Someone tell (y/n)!’ 
Tommy wasn’t sure who this ‘(y/n)’ person was but ran into Technoblade’s back as he suddenly stopped short. They were standing in front of a cottage, beautiful vines wrapped around the wood and it seemed like wisteria were growing. You always loved to garden and the house looked beautiful, even more, beautiful than when he left it. The door swung open and before them was a young, teenage girl her (h/c) hair was pulled into two twin braids little tusks poked out from her bottom lip. Her eyes seemed to swell up with tears a pout settled on her face, Tommy looked between the girl and Techno and his stomach flipped the resemblance was uncanny. 
“Hey Nugget…” The girl made a noise launching herself at Technoblade, Tommy moved quickly to grab his sword but paused seeing Technoblade wrap his arm tightly around the girl. She was sobbing and Technoblade kissed all over the side of her head, looking at her more gently than he’s ever looked eat everyone. “I missed you…” 
“I missed you too dad…”
Tommy blanched, “Did she just say, dad?! Techno man what the fu-” 
Techno didn’t seem to be listening to Tommy because an older woman appeared in the doorway, the late thirties or early forties at most, her hair was speckled with grey but she was still beautiful. Her eyes were as wide as saucers an apron was tied around her waist, “Technoblade?” 
“Princess!” Techno let out an almost wet laugh charging to the door and wrapping you in his arms. Your scent was the same cedar and strawberries he almost cried smelling it on your skin, you were just as beautiful as he remembered you being. “I’m home…” Now she did begin to cry, weep openly in fact, she pulled away smashing her lips against Techno’s who gave a soft groan of pleasure. How he missed the feeling of your lips on his own, he wanted to sweep you off your feet and kiss you senseless but his daughter and friend were watching. He rested his forehead against your own, he Tommy was cursing like a disgusted sailor behind him but he didn’t care, he only cared about your voice.
“Safe? Are we finally safe?” 
“Yes, sweetpea. We are safe.” Technoblade whispered softly before pulling away completely, “Tommy come here.” Techno waved the boy over, he hesitantly walked towards the two aware of the teenager following behind him. “Tommy this is my wife (Y/n) and our daughter Holly,” He introduced and Tommy’s jaw went slack, “Sweetpea this is Tommy, my apprentice.” 
“You have a wife and you never told me! A wife! Am I the only one without a wife!” He practically shrieked, “And you have a kid? What the fuck Technoblade! How?! Why?” Tommy looked at you in awe, “this one really? What the living fuck! Who else knows about this!”
“Just Phil and now you.” 
That seemed to stun the blonde into silence, “Only me and Phil?” 
“Phil and I.” Holly corrected with a cute twitch of her ears, Tommy glared at her out of the corner of his eyes.
“Holly be polite.” You scolded softly opening your arms and wrapping Tommy in a hug, he made a sound of stress blinking a few times, “Welcome to the family Tommy.” He grew stiff in your hold before letting out a shaky breath and hugging you back in return, he held on probably a little longer than necessary. 
“Thank you…” He whispered against your neck before pulling away with a cough, “It’s nice to meet you wife and child of Technoblade.” 
“The pleasure is ours, please come in I just finished making dinner. There’s more than enough to go around, I never could break the habit of cooking for three.” You laughed softly feeling Technoblade’s hand on your back grounding you to the moment, “Do you like steak?” 
It took Tommy a moment to register she was talking to him, “Er yeah. Sounds good to me, I’m not one to complain about free food.” 
“Potatoes just the way you like it too Techno.” 
“You’re such a saint,” He breathed leading you through the door and everyone else followed behind the husband and wife duo. Tommy looked around the small cottage taking in everything that involved Technoblade in his earlier years, before L’manburg before the war. He fell back and watched as Holly took her seat at the table, and Techno sat beside her it’s when he could really take in the resemblance between the self-proclaimed blood god and his daughter. You were cooking on the stove smiling to yourself, he still couldn’t believe he was hiding an entirely new life and one that was so domestic. “Tommy. Take a seat. You look like you’re going to shit your pants.”
“Language.” Holly hummed and Techno let out a disgruntled ‘heh’ in response to his own daughter's scolding. Tommy snickered sitting on the other side of Technoblade turning to you, 
“So I have to ask how good is Techno in bed?” 
“Tommy!” Technoblade snarled face glowing red, you only laughed in response to his question, 
“You’re a troublemaker aren’t you?” You mused setting dinner down in front of him, and Tommy scoffed 
“Nah I’m a basically a saint lady. Don’t I just radiate angelic innocence?” 
“You radiate something all right,” Techno grunted, and this time it was Holly who snickered clearly enjoying the bickering. 
After dinner, you helped Tommy set himself up in the guest room, which he was very much grateful for, loudly declaring that you two love birds and keeping the volume down before disappearing. Techno’s arms immediately snaked around your waist squeezing you tightly, lips and trailing down your neck tenderly. He felt your neck vibrate as you let out a pleased and breathless hum, “Bed?” 
“Absolutely.” 
Once the two of you were secure and safe inside the room Technoblade allowed himself to finally fully relax in the presence of his once own home. He glanced over at you and felt himself smiling, mostly due to the fact that you haven’t stopped smiling since he arrived back here. “Come here, Sweet Thing.” He opened his arms and you fell into them, “We’ve both had quite the adventure huh?”
“Shut up and hold me…” 
He chuckled running his hands through your hair, “It looks good all salt and peppery I like it.” You pulled away to glare up at him, he noticed the wrinkles by your eyes and lips and felt his heart swell with adoration. “What? I do you’re aging like a fine wine. I love it age looks good on you. Just like pregnancy did- Ow don’t hit me!” 
“You’re just as horny as when I left. Age didn’t do you well it seems, you didn’t mature at all.” You scoffed but your voice was light and airy, showing no real malice and Techno’s grin only widened. 
“I’d argue I’m hornier because we’ve both had quite the dry spell, a few years now right?” He teased and he watched you flush pink. His hands were already on your ass giving it a playful squeeze, “unless, of course, you’ve been a naughty little girl hm?” 
“Of course not.” You answered quickly, “you’re my husband. You’re the only one for me, I love you.” He felt his heart swell immensely hearing those three words and he captured your lips in a kiss and he sighed softly against them. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled him flush he awkwardly backed up his legs hitting the bed before pulling you down on top of him. 
“You’re coming home with me. You and Holly, it’s safe I’m never going to be without you again. Neither of you girls. Phil, Tommy, and I will protect you I’d trust them with my life.” 
“Promise me.” You whispered lips hovering above his own, “That we’ll be with you for the rest of our lives?” 
“I swear it,” Technoblade assured, hands cupping your cheeks, “We will spend the rest of our lives by one another's side.” He groaned once more as your lips connected with his own, he really couldn’t believe how touch-starved he was without you by his side. “You’re so hot seriously, you’re like a sexy mom.” 
“I am a sexy mom.” You snorted as he broke the heated kiss with the comment, 
“Yeah but I feel like I’m like you’re my friend's mom and we’re home from school and me and you are having a scandalous relationship-” 
“You’re disgusting.” You sat upon his hips throwing your head back in laughter, he smiled bringing his lips to your neck nipping at your jugular.
“MILF.” 
“You’re a child.” You snorted letting out a small whine as he dragged his tusks down the collum of your neck, “Techno…” 
“Yes?” 
“Fuck me?” 
“You don’t need to tell me twice,” He purred.
~~~
It wasn’t long after you returned with Tommy and Technoblade when you fell ill for the first time, neither you nor Holly seemed used to the cold atmosphere where he made his home. It remind Techno how fragile you were and he fretted over you like a nervous parent would a toddler. You assured him it was just the flu and you’d be recovered in no time, you were right as usual and you soon adapted to the cold. Holly fell in love with her new home, she especially liked to spend time with Uncle Phil and Techno’s new neighbor Ranboo. As the years went by no one dared to mess with him or his happy little family, especially after the SMP got word of what Technoblade did to Quackity when he kidnapped Techno’s horse. They couldn’t even begin to imagine what Techno would do to someone who harmed his wife or child they would shiver at even the thought of the repercussions. As the years grew Techno remained the same age, the same looking he watched the world around him grow and change while he and Phil remained the only constants. He watched as Holly grew into a lovely young woman, with a knack for adventuring and getting into trouble with Ranboo, Tommy and Tubbo. She was just as reckless as Technoblade was at her age which was saying a lot, he felt like he always had to have one eye out for her which was hard to do when he had the other eye trained on you. Your hair had finally went fully white and it matched the snow outside their home, but you still held your smile and the light in your eyes. However, he couldn’t help but fret over you, it was clear your body was growing weaker and weaker as the years continued to tick by. 
Then you got sick. 
Not like the flu, this one swept you all too quickly one winter leaving you throwing up and coughing blood up into tissues in a way like Techno had never seen before. Phil and he tried all sorts of healing potions but nothing seemed to work, you only grew worse until you could barely get out of bed. Phil had whispered to Techno that night that he needed to prepare to lose you a little sooner than he expected. Techno felt his heart shatter at the idea, they didn’t have enough time together. He fell into a spiteful rage bubble in his gut, not at you but at the gods for cursing you with the ability to age. Cursing the gods of time that so much of his had to be spent away from you and his daughter, it wasn’t fair. You were still so young…weren’t you? He had stopped counting, as the numbers increased it only made worry and anxiety churn in his gut. Maybe he should’ve kept better track, if he did maybe he would’ve caught the illness more quickly and you would still be okay. 
“Mate you need to go be with her…” Phil interrupted his self-destructing thoughts, “You should spend however long you have left with her by her side and smiling.” 
Death was never easy, not for anybody but especially not for an immortal. As he held his lover's hand, he watched her eyes close peacefully, her white hair framed her face like a halo. He took in her appearance, smile lines, and forehead wrinkles, but she kept her love and her sharp wit throughout their life. He thought back on the many times as he got older that you told him he should move on but he never did. You were his soulmate, his lover, and his person. The child the both of you made was in the other room weeping softly, but he wanted- no needed- to stay with his wife. 
“It’s okay…we’re all here you can let go now sweet thing. My beautful, princess.”
A whisper like a butterfly's breath was all it took for you to go. He watched her breathing slow, the breaths were long until they finally came to a stop. It didn’t stop the tears from falling, fat and wet down his cheeks. He wished he could’ve died with you, he would’ve given up everything for you. He would’ve fought even the strongest Gods if it meant he could have even one more night by your side. He felt his body shaking as he leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead, you were older physically but to him, you were still the same you from all those moons ago. It was then he realized his father had been right all along. 
Immortality was a curse.
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smokingtea · 1 year
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Living with C!Technoblade (dating)
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On the rare occasion that he would use the axe of peace in front of you
He would use it like a normal knife or even a butter knife
He once use it to flip some pancakes over
Techno is actually not really protective and doesn’t get jealous
I’m kidding he’s kinda overprotective and gets jealous often when talking to someone other than him, philza, tommy, ranboo and sometimes Steve
when you would meet one of technos best friends STEVE!
Steve would be a little suspicious of you but when you feed him some fish from your inventory
He instantly loves you
Weirdly enough techno would get jealous of steve when you would talk to him in a baby voice
One of his biggest fears is you getting hurt or getting hurt by him
During doomsday planning he would almost never come out of his room except when he would come out of his room and give you a big kiss on your lips and some loving words before returning to his room
During doomsday he would not let you go with him as he would be scared that you would get hurt
After doomsday techno and would have all his attention on you cause he felt like shitty bf after not giving you lots of attention for a while
Clingy techno is da best
On another note when you meet philza he immediately see the look in techno eyes when he looks at you
Philza recognizes the look on his eyes as the same look he gives Kristen
After meeting you, Philza would love you in a friendly ways and he would always tease techno about his in love state and techno would just brush it off
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ze-maki-nin · 2 years
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“Give that back” You said, venom lacing your voice, glaring at the masked man.
”Hmmmm….” Dream hummed in thought, pretending to think. ”How about….No”
Dream smirked, causing you to growl in frustration.
He had your necklace.
The necklace that Tommy gave you.
It was a small compass.
Of course, Dream didn’t know that.
All he knew was that the necklace was your most prized possession.
So he took it.
”Give it.” You growled out, gritting your teeth in anger. You couldn’t brake, that’s what he wanted. “Unless you want me to call Techno”
Dream cackled at you weak threat. “You?! Call Techno!?” He laughed mockingly. “Ya right! I’d like to see you try” He challenged, looking you straight in the eyes.
You stared back into his glowing green eyes that where behind the smile mask And slowly reached your hand towards your pouch, it was your inventory, everyone had one.
Not breaking your gaze, you carefully pulled out a small box. You flipped the lid open to show a small, pink button.
It was glowing.
Dream looked at it, not moving his head so it wasn’t noticeable, his eyebrow raised.
What the hell does that thing do?
Summon Techno?
Ya right.
You pushed the button, smirking at Dream.
"Youre so dead"
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c!peer pressure duo headcanons
so this is kinda geared towards reader being platonically married to c!beeduo but it doesn't have to be (I only specifically mentioned like two hcs for that)
i was missing Techno a ton so here, I'm kinda hoping this'll help msdmfndnd not proofread
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Techno and Ranboo are the ultimate chaotic calm
mix that with any sense of humor and you've definitely got a good trio
both of them have difficulty with Techno's voices and Ranboo's voice which would probably prove stressful at times to say the least
y'all pull through though
these two would be so fun to hang out with
i mentioned mining with Ranboo but with Techno? whole different story
y'all probably end up seeking monster spawners to break the server with
Ranboo's creation of infinite cake definitely helps you three out when aDvEnTuReS
Techno brings you to blow stuff up regularly I wouldn't doubt
anyways
at night if any of the three of you have trouble sleeping Techno talks about mythology until you're able to rest
he claims it's solely for the sake of you and Ranboo being able to function/fight if need be but everyone knows he cares a lot
Techno definitely enjoys spending time with Michael as well. Techno, you, Ranboo, and Tubbo could spend hours in the woods walking with the kid and taking turns carrying him
dueling practice with Techno. need i say more
Techno makes sure Ranboo has a book at all times. if it's not the memory book even. anything's better than nothing
you would probably have a book as well. Techno makes sure of that, especially if you enjoy writing/drawing
Techno probably can't cook too well, he seems like a person who would burn it and proceed to eat it
so we leave the cooking to Phil
lastly imagine the hugs Techno would give
he tries not to seem like it but he gives off "doesn't let go first" vibes
and he waits for you to be ready
mans would absolutely be the best
Ranboo definitely tries at hugs
he's very lanky so it's slightly awkward but you make it work
memory boy our beloved
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ALRIGHT SO THAT'S ALL I'VE GOT, MY EYES ARE CLOSING BUT THANK YOU FOR READING THIS FAR IF YOU'RE SEEING THIS YOU'RE AMAZING (:
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sunniewrites · 2 years
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☀︎☁︎BLOOMING SEASON
pairing: flower shop au!technoblade x gn!reader word count: 1.2k warnings: oblivious mutual pining >:( can be taken as ooc techno because i haven't rlly written him. synopsis: techno gets forced to buy flowers from a local flower shop because of his brother. but after seeing a old friend which make some old feelings rise, he maybe realizes the trip wasn't so bad. a/n: hello hello!! this piece of writing is for kay aka @dreamwvrld to celebrate her 1 year anniversary <3 i hope you enjoy :)
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Techno sighs as he walks down the street from his apartment. The blue skies slightly calming him down as he takes out the note from his pocket and fiddles with the edges, remembering what his brother said.
"Heyy Techno!!" He winces as he picked up the call from his twin. "Are you drunk Wil?" Techno imagines Wilbur's confused face and chuckles while putting the call on speaker. "Wha- I'm not drunk!!" He hums, sitting down on his sofa.
Techno grabs his plate of food from the coffee table while his twin rants. "-Anyway, I need you to visit the local flower shop near your place uhh- I think it's called Bloomers??" Techno swallows his food when he tuned back in.
"Why?" Techno asks before adding "Did you and Sally get into another fight?" Wilbur chuckles on the other line while Techno rolls his eyes. "Actually never mind, I don't need to hear your sob story."
"Woww Techno real mature of you." He can feel the sarcasm seeping through the screen as Wilbur speaks. "Anyway, you're closer and I need to make up with her. Buy her a bouquet of lilies, will you? It's her favorite." As Techno opens his mouth to protest, Wilbur speaks again.
"I'll pay you back! Please, man?" Techno sets his plate on the coffee table and speaks. "Ok first of all, never call me 'man' again." He hears Wilbur scoff and knows he's rolling his eyes.
"Second of all, I'll do it as long as you remember to pay me back." Techno smiles as Wilbur thanks him. He takes a post-it note out and writes down where it is and what flowers to get before bidding farewell to his brother.
He sighs as he reaches the front of the store. 'Bloomers' is spelled out accross the top of the store in fancy letters with a rose at the end. He remembers to scold his brother for sending him to such a corny place before entering.
"Hello! Welcome to Bloomers! How may I help you-" Your voice falls short as the bell's ring comes to a stop. Standing in front of you is Technoblade, from your high school.
"No way!!" You exclaim and smile at him. "Technoblade right?" The said man infront of you manages to nod.
While inside, he's cursing his brother for making him do this. Because in front of him is his high school crush, Y/n.
He knows Wilbur knew. Wilbur always has a knack for trying to break Techno's calm exterior and has yet to succeed. Though this might be his closest attempt.
"Y-" He clears his throat. "Y/n too, right?" You smile and nod at him. "So glad to see you after all these years! Honestly thought you died after you didn't respond to my text."
Oh.
He can't believe you remember that. After high school when you both went your seperate ways. You had gotten Techno's number and texted him.
Techno had freaked out and ignored it. When he finally got the courage to respond, he realized two weeks had passes and decided it was too awkward to respond.
"Haha... Well I'm here now aren't I?" He clears his throat from embarrassment.
“Yeah! You are. Anyway, As I was saying. How can I help you today?"
Oh yeah. He forgot about the flowers.
He reached into his pocket to grab the note before realizing it had dropped. Panicking, he crouched to the floor and looked around for it.
You had to stifle your laughter. Watching one of your old friends-who keep in mind is 6'2- panick while looking around at the floor.
You caught sight of a yellow note stuck on his hair. You wondered if that was it.
"Um- Techno?" He stops looking around and stands up, hitting his head on one of your hanging pots.
"Oh shit!- Wait are you ok?!?" You panick and rush over to him. He nods as the room spin for him. 'Great. I just embarrassed myself for sure.'
You giggle at him and motion for him the turn around. You pluck the note out of his hair making him turn pink as your fingers brush against his ear.
He turned back around, face flushed from embarrassment. "How did that get there.." He mumbled while your eyes scanned over the note.
He watches as you chuckle as show him the note. "You really haven't changed, have you?"
He remember's when you used to copy off of his notes in the class you guys shared together.
He rubs at his nape and gives you a nervous smile.
"Lillies, huh? A very fancy flower for a fancy someone?" You curse internally while you grab the flowers.
You can't believe you just asked your old best friend if he was single.
Techno's eyes widen. "Oh no no no, they're for my brother's girlfriend."
You smile in memory of his twin. "I think.. Sally's her name? Honestly I forget what Wilbur said..." Techno rambles.
"Well here's your bouquet Techno." You smile and hand over the bouquet you just previously wrapped.
Techno grabbed out his wallet when you reached over and stopped his hand from pulling it out.
His eyes rise to meet yours as you smile at him. "On the house, for an old friend."
Techno could feel his eyes widen.
"Oh I couldn't Y/n- Please just let me pay." Techno tries to refuse but you push back.
"Trust me Techno, it's fine!"
"I can't accept this Y/n-"
"Then don't! Simply.... pay me back never."
You two are basically toe to toe. Your leaning over the counter as Techno iseaning forward.
Both of your foreheads are centimeters away from touching. You can't remember the last time you were so close to somebody.
There's silence between the both of your before laughter fills the room.
He watches as you retract, leaving him standing over the counter.
"Well Techno, I think we're done here." You give him closed eye smile.
He tries his best not to frown or sigh, but his face betrays him.
"Don't worry Techno, I think we'll see each other very soon." You wink and shoo him away.
"Ok.. Bye Y/n." He shuffles on his feet right before the door, eyes on the floor.
"Goodbye Techno." Techno could hear the amusement in your voice without looking at your face.
His hand grabs the handle and hesitantly pushes the door open.
One step.
Two steps.
And he keeps walking for a few more steps before he turns around and gives you a genuine smile.
"Nice seeing you again." Before he walks away with more confidence than he entered with.
"I- you- Nice seeing you two!!.. God why am I like this." He chuckles at you behavior.
As he turned the corner, a black card in the rose's caught his eye.
'xxx-xxx-xxx don't think i was lying when i said we'd see each other soon ;)'
He smirked a bit at the card. You always knew Techno had a good eye.
God, you always knew everything about Techno.
Well, except his unsaid feelings.
He tucks the card in his coats pocket and trades it for his phone.
Techno clicks on a contact. It starts ringing with leads for him to bring it up to his ear.
"Hello?"
"You have some explaining to do Wilbur."
Wilbur's nervous chuckles ring throughout the line.
"Oh boy.."
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tredderwrite · 2 years
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What are you doing? ~ Technoblade
Summary: Little domestic techno moment 
Word count: 1.2k 
Pairing: c!Technoblade / reader
Warnings: none!!
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The evenings were quiet as usual, there was not much noise around the house, the air still aside from an occasional ring of dishes hitting the rack to dry. 
You sat on the counter behind him, watching his back and how it moved with his breathing, muscle tissue flexed with every move his arms made to clean the plates you used for dinner not too long ago. He didn’t mind, feeling his eyes on you made him work better, faster, and the less time he spent on chores the more he could spend with you, trying his best to quickly end his current occupation. Pushing your body up, palms flat on the marbled surface, you slid off the counter, feet landing on the cold floor, your attention averting from your lover to the uncomfortable feeling of the freezing tiles on your bare flesh. 
You didn’t notice his eyes on you, too busy with your momentary shock, he had turned to you the moment he noticed you tore your gaze away from him; he laughed at your surprise, blowing his cover as you turned your head toward the noise, immediately catching his eye, rolling yours at the teasing tone in his voice, hiding a smile under your lowered head as you headed toward your room, quickly grabbing a pair of socks from a drawer. 
Your return was hurried, your legs bounced off the floor, running right back toward the kitchen, refusing to miss out on any more staring. 
He was still there, although his hands worked slower; he didn’t notice your return, letting you know he was somewhere between the thoughts clouding his mind. 
Tilting your head you came to a halt, your footsteps now silent as you tiptoed your way to him, in hopes to get your revenge for his previous mocking. Spreading your arms out the closer you got, waiting for the perfect time to go through with your plan. He finally put the dish he was working on away, freeing his hands of any breakable objects; this is when you took your cue to jump on him, wrapping your arms around his back quickly, squeezing to make sure he can’t move. 
You realized your chance at taunting him back was gone when he had no reaction to your sudden touch, his breathing kept its pace and his body made no jumps, he stood still, welcoming your touch.
Pressing your cheek against the soft, fitted fabric on his back, bringing him closer, still unhappy with the amount of attention on you. He chuckled at the movement, your hair just long enough to tickle the back of his upper arms. 
“What are you doing?” he spoke up, voice loud and playful, your head moving with his body every time his chest rose and fell right back, emptying his lungs of any remaining carbon dioxide. 
Pausing for a moment you thought of what to say, needing to come up with a response equally sweet as it was ironic, returning his tone to humor the situation.
“Snugllin’,” you said, and it worked, better than you imagined it would, his voice beamed with laughter, surrounding your head, feeling like you’d won the greatest prize at an arcade. 
Your face lit up too, laughing along with him, enjoying the moment.
He was turned around by this point, his body fully parallel to yours, still smiling. 
Your arms never left his waist, hands now tugging at the sides of his shirt, urging him to come closer and go back to your previous position. But he didn’t, eyes still searching for yours up until the very moment you looked up at him, smiling at each other like fools as the water kept running behind him.
The peace was short-lived, he jumped forward, the water that was now overflowing had fallen on his shirt, catching him off-guard. He turned around, hands immediately flying to grab the handle of the running faucet, he was seconds too late, the water already falling all around you, spreading rapidly on the tiled floor. 
You looked at him, jaw wide open at the incident, backing out the puddle at your feet to grab some towels and help him clean up. He seemed to have the same idea, heading for the same cabinet, grabbing some before you could, laying them out to absorb the water below him. 
You crouched down, following his actions, scoffing to yourself. Head snapping your way,  he titled it to the side, nodding up to signal he wants to know why you’d done that. 
“I tried so hard to scare you and the water was what got you?” you shook your head, faking a pout to sell your disappointment. He clicked his tongue, expressing his disapproval of your words, brushing off the ridicule. “Hush.” “I’m serious literally how d-” your ranting was cut short but yet another, this time drawn out “Hush!” 
“Whatever,” you stood up, walking over to the dryer, placing the drenched towel inside, “I’ll get you one day,” waving your finger at his approaching figure.
He was a mere few steps away as your finished your declaration, reaching over you to place his towel in too, shutting the dryer door with one arm, wrapping the other around your waist. 
“You talk a lot, you know?” He spun you around, his posture slouched as he brought your faces closer together, the hand on the small of your back pushing you in his direction. Your view briefly landed on his lips before ascending to his eyes, throwing another glimpse down in your best efforts to indicate your wishes. He smirked, catching on to your suggestion, one corner of his lips tugged to the side, eyes mirroring your act.
“Really?” you snuffed out the silence, as you often did, tilting your head up in to the side, leaning into him. Leaning in too, he began to close off the remaining distance.
The loud beep of the machine behind you made you the next victim of surprise, immediately cutting the moment short. You hid your head in his chest, chuckling at the absurdity of the string of events that had taken place. 
“REALLY?!” he yelled out in a light-hearted frustration toward the home appliance, entertaining the scene. In reality he was ready to respond to your question, the meaning of the word quickly changing to fit the current environment. Laughter never sized with him, you tapped the back of your hand to his chest, doubling over.
Once the initial shock of everything settled down you calmed as well, taking his hand in yours, away from the kitchen where all accidents seemed to happen.  He kept quiet, taking his seat on the couch, pulling your body down with his. 
The rest of the night was spent in cuddles on the couch, banter shared all about the previous accidents, a few inside jokes added to your list as the hours flew by, the everlasting moment carved forever in your minds.
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slimeyliveshere · 1 year
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Drawing
Status: DONE ✨ Words: 908 Pronouns: She/her A/N: Football AU ==============================================================
The bright field lights shone on the field as I walked into the stadium. Fashionly is late as always. The score currently showed that SBI was ahead by 7 points. I quickly made my way over to the side bleachers where fewer people sat. Correction there where only one college-aged guy and a high schooler. they were sitting on the first row of bleachers painting each other's nails. One of the boys waved to me. I recognized him from one of my classes, Karl maybe. I started to walk up the bleachers my sketchbook still in my arms after giving him a small smile. 'I am only here for the assignment' I reminded myself. As soon as I sat down the bell went off starting halftime. I opened my sketchbook to get started on the drawing. "Uhm... (Y/N) right?" The same boy who sat at the end of the bleachers now stood right in front of me. "Yeah? Your Karl right?" I asked the guy. His face lit up with a smile. "Yeah! And that's Ranboo he guessed behind his back to the freakishly tall high schooler. "Would you mind if we sat next to you?" Karl asked. "Sure you can..." I told the boys. Karl ran down the bleachers and grabbed his backpack and nail polish. He walked back up Ranboo following him. I went back to sketching the people onto the field. A good hour later I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Karl. "Could I... I... Uhm... CouldIpaintyournails?" his words came out in a blur. I set my half-done sketchbook to the side and turned to Karl. I put my hands out a lopsided smile on my face. He took the queue, grabbed one of my hands, and grabbed a bright shade of purple and black nail polish. The colors were the color of the SMP college football jersey. While sitting there I noticed Karl was wearing the jerseys the people on the field were wearing. "You didn't tell me you played," I questioned Karl who sat in front of me focusing on my nails. "Yeah, I guess I do. I am out for a sprained ankle for the next two weeks" he said sticking out his bad ankle," he said laughing a little. Ranboo sat next to me jumping up when his team- the SBI School district got a little closer to a touchdown. "THE GAME'S ALMOST OVER TOMMY! RUN AS YOU'VE NEVER RUN BEFORE TOMMY!" Ranboo yelled over the crowd quite a few people staring at him. SMP was ahead by 7 points. Just then Callahan broke out of the group of boys jumping on Tommy. Ranboo's mouth fell agape as he watched his friend get pulled to the ground as the buzzer went off. The black-clad side of the bleachers jumped screaming out and hugging their neighbors. Karl jumped up shouting and started to run down the bleachers the best he could and toward the field to celebrate with his team. Ranboo just started screaming profanity into the thin night air. Soon, the bleachers cleared out to go celebrate the win against SBI. Expect the football team. "HEY, (Y/N)! YEAH, YOU ART NERD!" my head jerked up from my sketchbook and found the source of the all too familiar voice. My ex-the-football-captain-grade-cheater-jerk, Dream. The group of overly arrogant football players now stood at the foot of the bleachers. "How's a single life going?" Dream asked a smirk on his face. Karl stood behind him looking quite guilty. He glimpsed up and mouthed a silent sorry to you. Before Dream could throw any more insults at you a tall male walked up behind Dream and grabbed the back of his jersey. "What is happening here, Dream?" the male asked in a monotone voice. All the football players took a step back except for Dream who stood ridged in his place.       "No-nothing Techno," Dream stammered tripping over his words. Karl turned and broke away from his team and ran up the bleachers and clasping onto my waist. Ranboo now stood behind you glaring daggers at Dream.       "Good, now scram," growled at the captain of the football team allowing him to run toward a group of girls at the entrance his group of goons followed him beside Karl.       "Ranboo? She good?" Techno shouted up from the bottom of the bleachers.       Ranboo looked down at me. "You good?" he asked unrest in the back of his eyes. I looked back up at them and smiled up at Ranboo.       "All good," I piped. Ranboo turned to Techno and gave him a thumbs up. Karl who was still holding on to my waist finally let go.       "Ranboo! The team wants to get Freddy's come on!" Techno shouted from where he still stood after he threatened Dream away. Ranboo's face broke into a smile. He scribbled something onto a lilac sticky note before sticking it to my face and taking the steps two at a time to get to the walkway and outside the stadium with Techno on his tail. I reached up to my face and pulled off the sticky note. On it was two phone numbers. One had 'Ranbo' above it.  The other had a note         ' Techno talks about you all the time I am doing him a favor ' above the second set of numbers. Karl stood next to you reading over your shoulder.       "(y/n)'s got a date!" Karl declared in a sing-song voice.
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k1ng0fn0b0dy · 1 year
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💜 DAY 2 OF MONSTER WEEK — WEREWOLF TECHNOBLADE
[1500+ words]
[Gender-Neutral]
Description: It's in the title. You wander into a forest and meet a huge wolf, bonding ensues.
[Read the rest under the cut]
You had been adopted a few weeks ago. The couple, Mr and Mrs. Bagans, who adopted you were on the older side, feeling more like grandparents than parents. You didn't mind though, you were too old to have people parent you now.
The town you moved to was on the more rural side. It wasn't small by any means but most of the fields were full of crops with walkable trails to most of the town. In fact, there was even a forest right behind your new backyard, though you'd have to hop the wooden fence.
Of course, like any normal teenager, you hop the fence regularly. It's not really your fault. With the town being as close-knit as it is, you had to go somewhere isolated to get any real free time, without the pressure of ruining your new and tentative relationships within the town.
The forest is full of noise. You can hear all kinds of critters around you, though your personal favorite are the chipmunks. They're very cute and they always give you a wide berth, which is appreciated.
You had liked to think you knew the forest pretty well so far, emphasis on had. You don't know what confidence had overcome you today but you walked farther into the forest than you ever have before. So far, in fact, that you've found yourself lost as the sun starts dipping, casting the forest into a chilling darkness.
Your only comfort was it was still loud. All the critters were awake, so you weren't alone. At this point, you were trying your best to find something familiar, although you weren't quite sure if you were going further into the forest or out of it. Guess you'll find out eventually.
Eventually, the sun really was gone and the forest was quieter. You had to face the truth now, you were lost. Your heart pounded in your chest, as if to fill the void of silence. It was so loud that for a second you didn't realize how quiet everything had gone.
Your breath hitched despite yourself and you pressed yourslef into a tree, waiting to see what had made all the animals flee. Rapidly, something ran towards you. Something big, with heavy footsteps and an imposing shadow.
You were going to die, alone in a forest where no one would ever find your bones. You would never have Mrs. Bagans' deicious apple pie again or go pick up groceries with Mr. Bagans in his old, bruised truck. Immediately, you started crying.
You could care less how snotty your nose had gotten. The only things around were bugs and they woudn't be able to tell your embarrasing last moments if someone did manage to find your body. You were already on the floor by now, sobbing harder now that it had gone silent again. Now you really were alone.
Slowly something walked towards you with obvious, heavy footsteps. You're mid-wiping your tears away when you look up, instantly screaming.
The wolf was about 10x larger than any wolf you've ever seen and didn't instantly pounce when you screamed. Actually, you were pretty sure it had winced.
When you had stopped screaming, though heaven only knows how long that had taken, you were crying again. You felt like a crybaby with how much you've been crying and obviously, the wolf thought so too. it plopped only the forest floor, seemingly bored by your tears.
You didn't wipe away the tears this time, worried that maybe if you looked away, it would attack. it didn't though. You were just both staring at each other, silently.
Now, you wouldn't say you're a nervous talker. Although, in another (more honest) way, you were absolutely a nervous talker. "Hi," Your voice wobbled like you were seconds away from crying (you were). "Mr. Terrifying Wolf, please don't kill me."
The wolf huffed like it was offended at the thought. You nodded like it made any sense at all. "I didn't mean to interrupt you with my crying." Definitely true, although technically it was the reason you were crying in the first place. "You're good to leave, please."
You whispered that last bit under your breath but Mr. Terrifying Wolf definitely heard you. Its lip raised in an almost snarl that fell quickly when you whimpered. "Sorry, I'm sorry. You can leave whenever you want."
"I'm lost right now," You continued, not even taking a breath. You were scared that if you tried, you wouldn't be able to. "I don't know how far from I am from town. I've only been in Fleurrh for two weeks. I don't even know if people will look for me, they hardly know me."
You burry your head in your lap, "I sound crazy right now. Rambling to a wolf because I'm scared I might die. Maybe dying would be easier at this point, I would stop worrying."
It stared at you, emotionless, before slowly standing up. Now that you saw it at its full height, without tears blocking your sight, you could tell it was definitely 10x larger than any regular wolf, maybe even bigger.
You pressed your eyes closed and ducked your head again, trying not to start crying again. it was walking towards you, maybe it finally got hungry again. Maybe you were finally going to die.
A hard, sand-paper-like surface, uncomfortably damp, licked the side of your face. Your eyes popped open on their own, staring, dumbfounded at the large wolf. It stepped back with a very dissatisfied face like your salty, teary face tasted worse than whatever raw mouse it had eaten before this. it stamped its foot down, looking like a particularly upset dog, and stared at you expectantly.
You leaned heavily against the tree you had been sitting at as you stood, slowly. Mr. Terrifying Wolf paws at the ground and you slowly walked toward him. "What's happening right now? Am I really listening to a wolf right now?"
Mr. Terriffying Wolf stared you down and you shut your mouth. He turned away and you muttered, "This is a very bad plan. I'm going to get myself killed." Then, you started following slowly as Mr. Terrifying Wolf leads you deeper (out of?) the forest.
"This is pretty," You mumble as he leads you in a canopy, full of far more light than the rest of the forest. Mr. Terrifying Wolf plops himself down on a bed of grass so you sit down too, a bit too close to them than you'd like.
"It's so cold here," You complain quietly. You were so sure Mr. Terrifying Wolf was already asleep but he peeks over at you lazily, letting you know he was not, in fact, asleep. "Sorry," You murmur, "I guess I didn't prepare for getting lost in the woods today."
Mr. Terrifying wolf huffs, like you were joking. To spite him, you nod, "Honestly, if this had happened on Tuesday, I would've brought my lost-in-the-woods coat and worn my lost-in-the-woods shoes."
You swear that if this wolf had been human, he'd be smiling. Actually, now that you think about it, "You act oddly human."
"I mean," You speed your way through saying, "You didn't hurt me. You understand me. You even brought me here." You look over and stare quietly for a second, he stares back. "You're a lot smarter than most humans..."
Mr Terrifying Wolf closes his eyes and you let the conversation die there. You sigh deeply and turn away, curling into yourself and letting yourself go. As you drift into an uneasy sleep, you can almost feel fur brushing against your chin.
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You wake up warm, hands tangled into soft sheets. Your eyes burn as you sit upright, the sun blinding you. You look around rapidly, seeing no trees, no wolf. Just strong, white walls and the clean white bedsheets you're tangled in.
When someone walks in, you find out that you had been found at the hospital's door easily in the morning. Covered in dirt and fur. Mr. and Mrs. Bagans worried over you the entire week, insisting to take the blame for your own reckless actions. In fact, everyone in the town seemed to be oddly kind to you, though your only guess is that they pity you for getting lost. Quite embarrassing.
It's only two weeks after being found that you manage to get some free time and sneak back into the forest.
You don't wander far, he finds you first. He stomps his feet at you and you smile, feeling that same fearless confidence that got you lost the first time as you walk over, petting his soft fur. "Thank you. You're very kind."
Mr. Terrifying but Nice Wolf huffs but leans into your hands. He pulls away a minute later and disappears into the trees. You wait a moment and a pink-haired man, tall and menacing, steps out of the trees your wolf friend dissapeared into.
"Nice to meet you," You stick your hand out, "I'm Y/N."
Mr. Terrifying but Nice Werewolf huffs, familiar and harmless, and shakes your hand. "Technoblade."
{《☆》}
[WHOOOO DAY TWO OF MONSTER FUCKERS WEEK (ignore that its a few hours late)]
[Anyways, go check out the Prompt List to see who's next. Take care of yourself, charge your phone and drink some water! PEOPLE CARE ABOUT YOUUUU!]
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milqueandsugar · 2 years
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hi! i was wondering if i can request c!technoblade and clingy reader ? wow i’m just so happy your requests are open ! but of course you can ignore this ^^ have a good day and take care !! <33
🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵
Warnings: None
Genre: Fluff
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| Technoblade X Clingy! Reader |
Being part piglin, which are pack animals, he's a little clingy in his own way
This is very clearly seen in how he lives about, ten feet from Phil and yourself, which works out great for you
Although his clingyness isn't necessarily through touch, he seldom strays far from his 'pack'
So when he discovered you were a bit clingy yourself after a night of hard chores? He was grinning like a jackal
Absolutely teases you for it
"Don't miss me too much, my warrior"
"Your going on a day trip I'll be okay Techno,"
"Just in case you can take my cape for now,"
"That's sweet but I'll be okay!"
"Y/N, take the cape."
Teasing goes both way let's be honest
The quiet moments are the best
Him reading with you napping against him or polishing your armour? He's never been more in love
Doing domestic things with you just makes him feel so loved and warm inside, though he'd never tell you this of course
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maxismp1 · 2 years
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Techno: What kinda distraction do you this she'll make?
Phil: Maybe just throwing a rock or something
*building explodes in the distance*
Techno: That's my girl
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