Since I Have Now Requested Two God!Technoblade Requests I Want To Claim Anon Please,

Since I have now requested two god!Technoblade requests I want to claim 🐍Anon please,

Okay request time, Someone that hurt God!Techno MC, like full on got away before Techno heard about it.

Welcome to the chat 🐍anon!

This one is a lot more tame compared to my other god writings

Triggers: mention a manipulation, escaping, very brief mention of punishment, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy.

~Technoblade~

Let’s step back here and understand the situation better.

You didn’t just get away, you hurt him.

But, how did you hurt him?

Well, when Techno first took you in, he was very cold and distant.

He only would want to hold you, and never speak.

He never said affectionate words, would only just grunt and look at you.

It would normally take Techno about 4-5 months to actually loosen up around you.

But once he finally begins to open up, it just is up to you to push him.

So, in short, Techno opened himself up to you.

He gave you his thoughts.

He gave you his opinions.

He gave you his feelings.

He gave you the most precious things to him.

~

So now that we have that understood, how can you even hurt this tough man?

Well, like I said, he opened himself up to you.

And you now held his feelings.

If you were smart, you would take care of those feelings as he has taken care of you.

But instead, you used those feelings to an advantage.

You had Techno communicate his feelings to you, daily.

This put techno in the place where he genuinely thought you cared.

He thought you really loved him.

You finally accepted his love.

Or… that’s what the poor man thought.

He would have loved it if that truth was real.

But sadly, we all can’t have what we want.

So, you had finally worked your way to give the god a false trust.

So when you told Techno, you had a surprise and you needed to be alone to get it ready.

He had no problem leaving you alone to get it done.

He was very excited, so he went off to finish work.

He gave you your few hours of requested time.

So when he thought you had enough time, he knocked on the door.

“(Name)?”

“(Name)...?”

“....(Name)...?”

He waited a moment.

….

…

..

.

“(Name)! I’m coming in!”

With that, he busted through the door.

The window wasn’t open.

But it was obvious you escaped.

~

Sorry, but there is no way you can escape without him hearing about it, or discovering it.

But you were smart.

You knew how to hide, and how to destroy your tracks.

You knew the right places to hide, where it would take him a long time to even think to look.

And he was pissed.

He promised himself he would teach you a lesson.

~

It had been years since you got away from Techno.

You made a new life for yourself.

You were finally happy.

You didn't have to wake up stressing immediately like you used to.

You were now living in a duster village, and teaching at a small elementary school.

You had just finished up class, and gotten the children out the door.

You waved your last little kids a goodbye, before they went home.

And began to clean up the classroom, with a happy sigh leaving your lips.

After you shortly finished cleaning, you put your hands on your hips with a smile.

“All done.” You spoke to yourself.

“So, a teacher, huh?”

You immediately recognized the voice.

Your body froze in place.

Your muscles stiffened to a painful degree.

And your joints locked.

Your eyes widened to their limit, as your mouth slightly in surprise and shock.

Not the good kind of surprise.

A dark chuckle came from the figure standing behind you.

Who was it?

What struck such fear into you?

Technoblade, the blood god.

God of chaos and destruction.

He walked over to you, to face you head on

Your widened eyes, looked up at him.

His rough hand snaked its way to the side of your face.

His large thumb laid itself on your lower lip.

“H-h..how…"

"How did I find you?"

Technoblade chuckled from amusement.

"It took me a while, but I managed. Now didn't I?"

You couldn't even speak anymore.

Tears welled up in your eyes, as your shocked expression was slowly taken over by defeat.

"It doesn't matter how far you run. Or have good you hide. You can't get away from me."

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Thanks for reading!

I tried to send in a MHA ask to help not add as much Blob Dream content to the blog, but that has failed and I must give in to the worms.

Headcanons for if yandere c!Dream and yandere Blob Dream (or just Blob if it makes it easier) had to “share” a darling? Would it go well? Would it be a match made in hell? Would they even be looking for the same kind of person? (if you don’t want to do this ask/aren’t comfortable, you don’t have to do it. Take the time you need, take care of yourself, don’t force out anything if you need a break)

- 👑

IVE WAITED SO FUCKIN LONG TO ANSWER THIS ASK!

Dream's dialogue will be green

And Blob's will be orange

Triggers: mentions of manipulation, possessive behavior, mentions and non-graphic descriptions of gore, obsessive behavior, Mention of kidnapping, toxic relationship, excessive fighting, swearing, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

(also fluff at the end :))

Enjoy

..Dream..

..Blob Dream..

Least to say, things would be chaotic.

Blob and Dream are two very different yanderes.

Dream is a possessive and statistical yandere.

While Blob is an obsessive harmless yandere.

So, it would rain hell.

I would say they have a similar taste in romantic partners.

(Only because they are different forms of the same being.)

Blob only wants you to take care of him and play with him.

While Dream wants all your attention, and wants to use you.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't love you!

Just in his own.. twisted way….

So...Dream and Blob fight a lot.

You, of course, usually take Blob's side.

Dream, does not like this.

Honestly, could you even call this an argument…?

A full ass man, yelling at a squeaking foot tall Blob.

It's kinda more funny to watch.

Even if the topic of the argument is a little...scary, it's just funny to watch.

An argument would go a little something like this

~

This had been going on for at least half an hour.

It's not like you could leave.

You'd just be hunted down.

You sighed and sat on the couch, as your two roommates kept fighting.

One roommate was like a toddler, that you actually liked.

The other was trying to be a lover.

You sighed and just kept watching the two children fight.

"I am the only one allowed to touch them like that, you weirdly shaped pint of ice cream!" Dream yelled at Blob.

"Squeak?! Sqeaaaaaak!" (Translate: Pint?! At least I am not looking like a neon bush on crack!)

"You bitch! Give me one reason why I shouldn't drop-kick you!"

"Squeak! Squeal!" (Translation: You act like your skinny ass even has the leg strength for that!)

You let out a loud groan, grabbing both their attention.

"Squeak!" (Translate: Look! You're giving them a headache!)

"I didn't do anything!" Dream would walk over to you, and sit next to you.

He'd then proceed to place all of his fat ass body weight on you.

"Are you okay, (Name)?"

Blob would hop over and give a few soft head nudges.

They will continue to bother you, until you've had enough.

You would suddenly stand up, and stomp off into your room.

Then slam the door and lock it. Dream and Blob would try to follow you, but to no success. Each of them would try to get your attention.

Dream would stick his hands under the door, and call out your name.

While Blob would try and crawl under the door.

The two would start to fight again, until one of them heard your sobbing.

Listen...you can only handle so much fighting.

Least to say...that was the last time they fought for a while.

~

Though when you came out the next morning Dream and Blob were passed out on the couch and there was a nice breakfast and small apology letter waiting for you on the table.

~

Now, living with them isn't always fighting.

There are times that these two work together.

And when they do...it's horrifying.

For example, if they have a common enemy; they'll. work together to exterminate the enemy.

Blob will likely lower the enemy into an isolated area/place.

This gives Dream the chance to either kill or kidnap the enemy depending on what you did.

If the enemy was trying to get close to you, and you weren't doing anything to make them closer.

The enemy will be killed.

But, if you were a back darling and needed to be punished, the enemy was kidnapped.

~

What would punishments look like?

Well, Blob is completely against it, but Dream explains to him it's to keep you in line.

Least to say, Blob doesn't take place in punishments.

Aye, works out better for Dream.

Dream's punishment consist of psychological torture.

Remember that one enemy they kidnapped?

Yeah, you got a little too close to that person…

Dream will tear the enemy apart, and beat them.

He'll break ribs, legs, and arms.

He'll pull out fingernails, teeth, and hair.

Shit, he'll even pop eyes out of socket.

It all depends on how badly you fucked up.

But Dream will make sure you watch everything.

Even if he has to build something to keep your eyes in place.

~

After punishment is when Blob comes in.

He's the comfort.

He'll be the one you hug and cry to.

What can I say? It's a win-win for the two boys.

Dream gets to show you who's boss and keeps you in line, while Blob gets his cuddles.

But Blob doesn't get all the cuddles.

While your arm curled around Blob, Dream his curled around you.

He'll whisper sweet nothings into your ear.

As if a psychotic way of empty comfort.

As much as Blob hates you crying, he loves to be the one you come to when you cry.

~

One thing there's two can agree on is movie night.

They love it.

It would go a little something like this: (mini one shot thing?)

~

The TV's light lit up the room, with it's light quickly fading past the shadows showing upon the wall. The color and tone of their faces changed with each changing scene of the movie. The moving pictures depicted on the digital device, reflected on their glossy eyes. Anticipation painted all their expressions. A small plastered it's way onto your face as you realized the peace that was happening. Dream was sitting on an end of the couch, with you leaning against his chest, and your legs intertwined with his. The position was against your will, but it was nice after a while. Blob sat in your lap, as the edge of a small blanket laid on top of him, and the larger blanket covering you and Dream.

The soda sat on the coffee table along with the half full popcorn bowl. Different brands of candy littered the table, with multiple pieces of food were on the floor. You placed your head back on Dreams of chest, catching his attention. His eyes slowly drifted from the screen to you. He was met with the magnificent sight of you and blob sleeping. His arms slowly warped around you, and a hand gently laid on Blob's body. Maybe things weren't always bad…

~

In short: Dream and Blob will fight...a lot. But there are also plenty of sweet moments. But don't you dare forget that Dream is still Dream. And Blob is still Blob. Good luck~

Word count: 1,081

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Thanks for reading!

Also I’d like to say your yan god complex Dream feeds my own house spouse complex so well 😩😩😩😤😤😤💖💖💖💖💖 —🍀

Aw 🥰 thanks. I'm gonna try and post two headcannons today :) and I'm still working on that one shot. Once again I am sorry for taking a while on requests. So if you have sent in a request it will take a little before I post it. Thank you :)

(not my art, just thought it was funny)

Ooh that last one gave me chills… good work with god!Techno! And welcome, 🐍 anon!

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Lol thanks 😊

Hey! So sorry to say this, but I got a piling up inbox and I need to get through it first so requests closed!