I'm Itching For Some Angst. Could I Request For Technoblade Accidentally Killing The Reader On The Chase,

I'm itching for some angst. Could I request for Technoblade accidentally killing the reader on the chase, they didn't die yet. They use the last time they have to spout their hatred to him and how they never love him. Techno's mind already sane on this part. I'm sorry if this doesn't make any sense

Alright! I got you!

Triggers: mention of unhealthy relationship, death described in detail, some serious angst, mention of blood, and yandere like behaviors (?). Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy.

Technoblade

He didn't mean to do it!

It wasn't supposed to go down like this!

It was his fault, all his fault.

It was over.

You were dead.

You no longer dwelled on this Earth.

You have moved on.

How could he go on?

How could he continue living without you?

It wasn't supposed to be his fault!

It was an accident.

But yet it was still all on him.

He was the reasoning for your death.

He was the reasoning for your demise.

For your fall from their world.

How did it happen like this?

All of this work just to end like this?

All the fighting.

All the struggle.

All the yelling.

All the crying.

All the smiles.

All the hugs.

All the kisses.

All the laughs.

All the smiles.

Just to end like this.

With Technoblade holding your cold limp body, as an arrow laid claim in your head.

Your eyes rolled back and half way closed.

Your lips were dry and cold.

Their once vibrant red color now faded from lack of blood.

Tears fell onto your blood soaked face.

As a mix of loud cries and small whimpers came from the large piglin mix holding you.

What happened?

~

Well...the worst thing happened.

You had finally gotten the golden opportunity, And you took it.

You were outside with Technoblade while he took care of his animals.

You sat in the snow just watching the horizon.

He thought he could trust you enough, so he went inside for a little bit.

But when he came back, you were gone.

There were footprints showing the direction you took off in.

Techno quickly grabbed his bow and arrows, and took off in the direction you took.

He was mad, and saw nothing but red.

Your heartbeat picked up, fueled by both fear and adrenaline.

The determination to get away ran through your veins as your feet dragged you through the deep powdery snow.

Heavy and quick breaths of cold thin air filled your lungs.

Your head was blank with only the thought of getting to safety filled your head.

You didn't care who you ran into, as long as they were anyone but Techno.

But your high hope of getting away was quickly crushed when you heard heavy footsteps and huffing behind you.

Techno was hot on your ass.

And you both knew it.

Techno drew his bow, ready to fire at your left shoulder to take you down, but you had different ideas.

In a quick thought to lose Techno, you took a sharp left.

It all just happened in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Instead of the arrow piercing your shoulder, it got the spot right above your left ear.

And it went deep.

You couldn't even take a new step before you tumbled to the ground, already dead.

Your blood now stained the snow.

Techno called out your name, and rushed to your side.

That's where he was met with the sight of your freshly killed corpse.

~

And here we are.

You're dead, and watching Techno mourn over your lifeless body.

Your spirit had tears down your colorless cheeks.

Why...why were you crying…

It was a mystery to the world.

Why you had cry over watching this man you hated so much, mourn over you.

Maybe it was because you really loved him deep down.

Maybe it was because you didn't want to die.

Or maybe it was how you died.

Maybe it was the realization of the situation you were in.

Why weren't you up in the afterlife?

Was there an afterlife?

All these questions were left unanswered by the universe.

Maybe they were better left unanswered.

Who knows.

All that currently filled his and your head was the current sights in front of you.

~

In short: (N/a).

Word count: 637

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Thanks for reading!

Hey... hungry hungry hippos... guess what....

TWO POSTS TODAY!!!

I was hit with an idea and I am not sorry for sharing it :]

Okay, so, headcanons for c!Dream with a ghost darling who, after their death, only remembers their relationship as a normal one and not the terrifying yandere relationship it was. They become unnaturally loyal to him and will listen to everything he tells them, to the point where of he told them to isolate themself, they’ll do that. He wants them to fight back a bit? They’ll fight back a bit. They completely devote themself to him, unlike their alive self who was terrified. Would he prefer the ghost!darling, or would he use the revive book (assuming he has it) to bring back alive!darling?

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Ah yes 👑 is back with great ideas. Love this btw!

Triggers: unhealthy relationships, reader being used, manipulative behavior, possessive behavior, reader being seen as an object, mentions of highly toxic relationship, and yandere like behaviors. PLEASE BE CAREFUL WHEN READING!

Enjoy

Dream

When you died, Dream felt like a little part of him died as well.

He didn't know how to react.

So he just kind of shut himself away from the world for a long time.

No one on the smp heard from him for months.

He wouldn't cry, or anything.

Dream just felt void, he would stare blankly at walls for hours while holding a shirt that used to belong to you.

He would probably sleep in a shirt or yours, and if your shirt was too small he would just curl around it.

He would mindlessly wander around his house looking at all the pictures he had of you.

~

It took you a while to get out of the spirit world and to find Dream, but you did.

You did know why you wanted to find this man so bad.

But you did know that you used to have some sort of relationship with this man.

You didn't remember what the relationship was like, but you did remember his eyes.

You remembered the way he looked at you with such a loving gaze.

But you didn't remember your expression in those moments and how you cried to be let go.

But as you came upon the house you barely remember, with it sitting in the middle of a thick forest.

You remembered little glimpses of it, that was the only thing that helped you identify your destination.

And when you got to the door you knocked.

No reply.

Knock, knock.

No reply.

Knock, knock. But this time it was a bit harder.

No reply.

POUND, knock.

The door finally swung open in an angry manner.

This made you flinch.

But when you looked to see who opened the door, your eyes lit up when you saw him.

Standing in front of you was a shocked Dream.

He looked at you in disbelief.

"(Name)..."

"Dream!"

You spoke with such sincerity as you hugged Dream.

He wouldn't hug back at first.

He just stood there shocked.

Why were you hugging him?

Didn't you hate him?

Didn't you want to rip his gut out?

Or at least that's one of the last things you said to him when you were alive…

Confusion least his mind, but along with that was happiness.

At first he thought this was one sick joke.

But soon you convinced him to let you come inside so you can explain things.

~

And you explained to him how you came back from the spirit world and had very little memory of your mortal life.

And the very first thing to cross Dream's mind when hearing this was, "How can I use this to my advantage?"

Immediately his mind was flooded with the different ideas, and he just looked at you as you talked.

"So...with me missing my memories and all..I wanted to see if we can try things again…"

He was knocked from his thoughts, "Huh-try again? Yes of course!"

You smiled and then said the sentence that would set the rest of your after life in stone.

"Really?! I'm so glad! I'll do everything you want me to!"

~

From there on out, Dream used you, constantly.

Anytime he wanted something done for him, you did it.

Everytime he wanted information on people, you did it.

He didn't want to make food?

You do it.

Didn't want to clean?

You do it.

And if he feels like you're talking to people too much, he'll tell you to stop.

And….

You will.

You're there for his every beckoning and call.

You reminded him of a little puppy.

And he loved it.

You were so much more loyal, and he wouldn't change a thing.

So if he had the choice to revive you, he would throw that damn book out.

~

In short: Try to remember all the shit that Dream did to you in the after life. Otherwise you're no longer a being to him. But more of a toy.

Word count: 661

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Thanks for reading!

That’s not even the worst of it

Of course, it’s all about knowing what to do and what not to do. Australia’s really nice when you avoid the danger

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Yeah, I do believe you. And it is really pretty.

You can enjoy it if you use common sense.

But I personally would visit because of the heat.

I hate the heat and want to live somewhere cold.

Also thank you for the two amazing posts keep up the amazing work and hope you keep having fun with everyone’s prompts also have a lovely day/night!-🥀

Thank you and you to!

DAMN! Y'ALL!

I'm reading through my inbox and there is like 6 different yandere Wilbur requests 😂

And then there is a good number of the god!dsmp requests. Y'all really simpin' that much for the Dsmp as gods huh?

(no judgement)