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The Blade - Techno x Reader

Request: i love your writing so much and would love if you could write Techno and Y/N? Like Y/N maybe is new to the whole PvP thing so Techno is teaching them?

This is such a good idea, also thank you! One Technoblade comin’ right up!

Genre: who knows really. 

Warnings: violence talk, weapons, war talk a little as well, some talk of gore and blood and such. If I miss anything, let me know!

Characters: Technoblade, bit of Wilbur, Y/N

“Keep your stance,” Technoblade barked at Y/N, who immediately fixed their stance with haste. “Good. Now, make sure you’re holdin’ your axe in a comfortable way. You need to actually FEEL the power that surges through your weapon. You’re either with your weapon, or you’re as good as dead.”

Y/N blinked a few times, holding their axe in different ways to get a feel for what was best. After a minute or so, they finally found what was most comfortable. No matter how they held it, the weight was awkward, and the wooden handle was rough. If they weren’t careful, splinters were not only possible, but very likely. “Okay, Techno, what next?”

Techno folds his arms over his chest, staring down at them. “Well, let’s see how good a swing you’ve got. You may be good at swingin’ a sword, but the axe is much different in comparison. I’m not allowin’ any of us to use a sword, since it’s easy to hit allies in the middle of a war. With an axe, you get better crits, and you also don’t risk hittin’ anyone you don’t mean to.” The hybrid took his own axe, going through how to properly swing the weapon. 

Y/N, although a bit slower in contrast, swung well. The weight of the diamond axe was still uncomfortable for them, but they would soon get used to it. They had to. 

After what felt like an eternity but was only really an hour and a half, Techno turned to Y/N with a big grin. “Ready to try and take me on, Y/N?” He joked. Y/N nudged him playfully with an elbow, sitting down in the grass beneath them. 

“Definitely not. I could always train with Wilbur for that, since I’m closer to his level than to yours.” 

The two looked at the male mentioned, who was chopping some wood while singing about out. “You may be right,” Techno replied, laughing quietly as Y/N glares teasingly. 

That was Y/N’s first, as well as last, time training.

chapter 3 [a tale as old as time]

chapter 3: destiny calls

“barely even friends then somebody bends unexpectedly.” -mrs. potts

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you ran as fast as you could, occasionally glancing back in fears of seeing the beast trailing behind you. nothing but empty corridors and locked doors surrounded you, an echo of his menacing growl ricocheting off the crumbling walls. you had to keep running.

you turned left, right, left again. it was safe to say you were completely lost in the monstrous castle. had you already passed that shredded portrait, or was it simply one of thousands among the building? you couldn’t tell.

you were close to giving up, breath heavy as you finally spotted an open door among all the closed ones. you pushed yourself harder, sliding inside and slamming the door shut behind you. you heard distinct pounding on the door, and the infamous growl of the monster you were trying so desperately to escape.

you backed away from the door, freezing as you heard a soft voice echo. strangely enough, it didn’t sound like it was coming from anywhere around you. it sounded as though it was coming from inside your head, like your subconscious had developed a voice and began speaking to you.

“y/n..” it called once more, tearing your attention away from the door. your name was repeated over and over, gradually getting louder, and you darted your eyes around the room in a desperate attempt to find its source, evidently finding nothing.

the room was dark, the furniture hardly visible in the dim moonlight streaming in through the glass windows. your eyes finally fell on a small pedestal next to the balcony doors, squinting in an attempt to see it better. it was entrancing, and you felt drawn to it immediately.

your next moves were magnetic. the howls of the beast outside the door were drowned out, your focus set as you advanced towards the object. as you approached, you suddenly noted the glass case perched on the pedestal. inside stood a beautiful object, floating gracefully in its confined space. it looked completely out of place, much like yourself.

a single rose laid before you, but it was one unlike anything you’d ever seen. ruby red petals that sparkled and glowed sat before you, giving off a beautiful red hue that drowned the flower in an aura of importance.

what caught your eye, however, was the pile of lifeless, shriveled petals sitting on the platform. they shared the same ruby tint, but no glow was to be found. they looked like simple rose petals.

for some reason it left a sick feeling in your stomach.

“you can save them all.” the voice spoke suddenly. your gaze stayed trained on the glowing object in front of you, unable to tear yourself away. had someone walked in, they may have thought you were speaking to the flower itself. maybe subconsciously, you were.

“save who?” you whispered.

“lumiere, cogsworth, and plumette.. even technoblade. you can save them all. it is your destiny, my dear.”

“but how? my destiny? i’m just a prisoner-” you asked, far past the point of caring about where the voice came from. now, you wanted answers.

“only time will tell. and unfortunately, our time is up. i must go. do not forget what i’ve told you, child. you’re their only hope.”

“wait!” you called, panicked. “wait, what do i need to do?”

you gasped, shooting awake with a start. throwing a hand over your racing heart, you closed your eyes and tried to calm your breathing. “it was all just a dream.” you muttered, relieved.

“what was a dream, dear?” a familiar voice called, and you turned to see the wardrobe, making out a face of concern in her features. you screamed, quickly stopping once she placed her arms over the place her ears once were. “why are you screaming?!” she asked, frantically.

you sat frozen, mind running a mile a minute. finally your reality came crashing down on you: you were still a prisoner in the beast’s castle. you sighed, rubbing a hand over your face and brushing off your fear. “sorry, madame.” you muttered sheepishly.

“you’re their only hope.”

you glanced at madame, watching as she occupied herself with tossing clothes every which way. as much as you wanted to brush it off as a bad dream, something about it felt far too real.

indulging yourself momentarily, you wondered what that could possibly mean, for them and for you.

it hadn’t really occurred to you before, too in shock of being held captive and saving your father, but now curiosity had slipped its way into your mind. what had really happened here?

a part of you wanted to ask, but the door flew open, effectively cutting off your train of thought. you looked in shock, mouth parted and eyes wide as you saw lumiere and cogsworth standing in the door frame, out of breath and panicked.

“we heard a scream!” lumiere huffed, looking around in fear. when he deduced there was no threat, he turned to you, seeing you still in bed. if candelabras could blush, you were sure he’d have turned bright red. “oh! my apologies, uh, we’ll just go now!” he stumbled, shoving cogsworth and pulling the door closed behind him.

“how rude! i’ll have to tell plumette to have a word with him about knocking.” madam hummed, shaking her head in disapproval. “anyways, let’s get you dressed, shall we?”

“oh, you don’t have to do that-” you tried, but she tsked.

“you will not be wearing the same clothes as when you arrived. they’re filthy! please, i insist. plus, i haven’t had the chance to dress anyone in ages!” she pleaded. you sighed in defeat, moving from the warmth of the bed to standing in front of her. “how do you-” you started, but were quickly surprised as she flung open her drawers and began rummaging through, clothes being thrown every which way in the blink of an eye.

she held a variety of different clothes in front of you, testing them out before either putting them in a pile of ‘potential yes’ or a pile of ‘definitely no’s. you were told to try some on, and finally she had settled on an outfit probably an hour later.

by the end you were far too exhausted and starving to care what you were given. you wordlessly slipped on the clothes she offered, moving to glance at your appearance in the mirror.

you had to admit, she definitely knew a thing or two about style. had it not been for your messy hair and the dark bags under your eyes, you might’ve actually looked like you belonged in the castle.

your stomach growled, berating you for not feeding it and you sighed, making your way towards the door. “where are you going?” madame asked, curiously. you opened the door and peered out into the silent hallway.

“i’m hungry, and i don’t see anyone rushing to bring food up here, so i’d like to go get some.” you shrugged. she gave you a disapproving look, but gave in nonetheless.

“if you insist..” she sighed, proceeding to give detailed instructions. you listened intently. a shiver ran down your spine at the idea of getting lost in this huge castle. your mind flickered back to your dream, but you shook it off, not wanting to think into it any more.

“it is your destiny.”

as you descended the stairs, you caught the attention of your earlier intruders. “what- what are you doing out of your room?” cogsworth asked, voice laced with panic. you gave him a ludicrous look, rolling your eyes.

“stop worrying so much! i’m just going to get something to eat.” you replied sarcastically, hardly sparing them another glance as you followed directions as instructed.

“but you can’t! not now, especially!” lumiere chimed, their small figures desperately trying to keep up with your large strides.

“yeah? and why not?” you sassed, and before you could question further, a loud growl emitted from a few doors down. you tensed, noting how scarily accurate your dream really had been.

“i asked for a refill! where is it?” techno’s raging voice rang through the halls. “is it really that hard to fetch me a drink?” you heard further grumbling, probably him berating a staff member personally.

your mind ran blank and a wave of mixed emotions washed over you. disgust, anger and shock blended into a dangerous fury of overwhelm. your body moved faster than your mind, and before you knew it you were slamming open the doors to the dining hall.

techno’s head shot up in shock, quickly turning to anger at his interrupted meal. the sight of you only seemed to amplify that anger. he opened his mouth to berate you, but you were quicker, and debatably in that moment, you were angrier than he was.

“how dare you speak to your staff like that?” you screamed, effectively silencing technoblade. whatever he was expecting you to say, it was far from that. “do you have any idea how hard they work for you? they may not be human, but you could at least treat them like they are!”

he said nothing. as the adrenaline calmed and your body began to relax, warning sirens began to blare in your mind. you’d just yelled at a beast who held you captive in a cursed castle.

as you simply stared at his perfectly postured figure, unmoving and expressionless, you suddenly didn’t feel quite so heroic.

then he stood, his chair carelessly scraping against the polished wood flooring. you swallowed heavily as he approached you, until his frame was towering over your own. you kept the best brave face you could manage, though you really weren’t sure how convincing it was. through his skull mask, you made out blood red eyes boring into your own. your gaze never faltered.

finally he leaned back, a barely visible smirk tugging at his lips, hidden behind the tusks and bone mask. he seemed almost satisfied. his next question took you completely off guard. “how would you treat them, then?”

you blinked once, twice. you repeated his words in your head, as though it was a foreign language you were trying to decode. his tone was meant to be intimidating, you were sure, although it didn’t come off as so. it was almost.. curious.

“well?” he questioned, straightening his back and showing his true height. you cleared your throat. you felt small under his gaze, and not just because of the height difference.

“i’d start by saying please.” you mumbled, and his floppy ears perked, indicating he heard you. you felt heat rise to your cheeks, but stood your ground, straightening your back as he had.

“yeah?” he prompted, clearly amused. his sarcasm irked you, and a sudden spur of distaste rose up in you before you could stop it.

“yeah. you know, just because you look like a beast doesn’t mean you have to act like one!”

the room fell silent, all the workers halting their motions. you could hear a pin drop. you barely dared to breathe, much less leave the room, which realistically, is what you should’ve done.

you weren’t sure how long you stood there in the silence, likely a few minutes at most, but it felt like hours as you stood petrified, waiting for him to do something. anything.

“.. perhaps then you should show me how to treat my staff and to not ‘act like a beast’. you can show me at dinner, i'll see you then.” with that, he immediately left the room with a sweep of his cape, and the door slammed behind him.

the workers instantly began to light up, squealing excitedly about something you couldn’t quite understand. you could’ve sworn you heard the words ‘save us!’, but that could easily have been your mind playing tricks on you from the night prior. you weren’t really listening, anyways.

you were focused on the fact you weren’t just torn to shreds. and rather, that you were invited to dinner with the man - the monster - holding you captive. part of you was scared, but the other part.. simply wasn’t.

you were pulled from your state of shock by a gentle tugging on your clothes. you looked down to see a small teacup beaming up at you, jumping up and down excitedly.

“hi! i’m chip! can i get you something to eat? please?” he asked, smiling brightly. you noted how young he sounded, and fought the urge to frown. instead you smiled politely, nodding and allowing him to show you to a seat and for the staff to bring you a simple breakfast.

you ate quickly, desperate to get somewhere quiet to process everything without the commotion from the staff. they seemed extra willing to help you, as though they knew something you didn’t. you brushed it off as them being grateful for standing up for you.

you placed down your cutlery, thanking each of them and dismissing yourself, eager to finish and head back to your room.

in your frantic rush, you failed to notice a shriveled rose petal sitting idly next to technoblade’s abandoned plate.

a shriveled rose petal that happened to look exactly like the one from your dream.

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✮𝗘𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗲 - 𝗧𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲✮

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Hello! With Techno having returned to the SMP with a jail break, why not a lil imagine

Let me know if I've made any grammatical errors or need to add a CW :)

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Gender-Neutral pronouns Word Count: 1.5k CW: Reader has bad mental health, mentions of not eating, cursing

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"Holy fuck Phil" Techno breathed heavily, clutching his stomach as he curled in on himself.

"It worked!" Phil was ecstatic. The plan to get his best friend out of jail had actually w o r k e d. 3 months late mind you. Phil was too excited to notice the look of worry on his best friends face. A rare sight that Phil seemed to skim over. Heaving, Techno gripped the back of his chair to stand himself upright, trying to catch his breath. Which ultimately didn't work when what little oxygen that had entered his lungs were immediately coughed out as Phil tackled him into a hug. Techno froze. Dream wasn’t exactly the most affectionate. Especially not to Technoblade. He hasn’t had any type of affection since the day he decided to visit. which happened to be a kiss and a hug from you. Techno shook his head, wasting no time in grabbing Phils shoulders and pushing him off of him. Phil stared at Techno incredulously, disbelief. His best friend that had disappeared for 3 months was finally back.

And still as cold as ever.

Technoblade stared at Philza intensely, stilling gripping the shorter man by the shoulders.

"You alright mate?" Techno twitched as he heard the words fall from Phil’s mouth. Oh how he had longed to hear him talk. Not that he would ever verbally admit it. He coughed, averting his eyes down to his pants as he pretended to wipe off any dust.

"Uh... yeah I am fine Phil." Phil quirked his head to the side, a soft smile on his face as he looked at Techno. Standing awkwardly in silence, Technoblades worry had returned. Remembering what he needed from Phil. A simple request really.

"Phil. Where are they?"

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Angry was an understatement. He had left you for 3 months. MONTHS without a word or a trace.

Interrogating Phil for Technos whereabouts was no use. Every time he saw you for even a split second, he would be flying away surrounded by his crows. In the beginning, he would talk to you. Saying,

"Nah, haven't heard anything from Techno, sorry mate" "Oh you know how he is, he's probably gone to let out some steam. He'll be back soon enough"

But by week 2 of the questioning, he began getting fed up. Knowing he wouldn't be able to face you without cracking.

Each day was harder and harder to cope with. Things in your life had started to crumble and completely fall apart. You never realised how much you needed Techno, well, depended on Techno to support you emotionally. You had Ranboo, but nowadays he's with Tubbo and Michael nearly 24/7. There was Philza, but he's been avoiding you, knowing Technoblade wouldn’t want you to know where his was.

Things had gotten tough alone in the Tundra. You refused to go to Technos house, hell you refused to even leave your own. You had stopped catering to your farm, letting Phil do all of the dirty work. Eating became minimal. Only doing so when you truly had to. These past 3 months were probably the worst months of your entire life. The only thing occupying your time is being curled up in a ball in your bed. Swaddled in blankets as a baby would be.

So when you heard those 4 rhythmic knocks you had been longing to hear for these past few months. Your heart raced, excitement blooming. A smile stretched towards your eyes, causing the apples of your cheeks to turn a bright red, eyes crinkling. Desperately trying not to get tangled within the sheets, you bolted out of your room and down the stairs to open your front door. Hoping, wishing, knowing, who was going to be behind it. As expected, when you opened the door. There stood the Blood God himself.

His usual soft pink hair, now matted and frizzy, no longer in a braid. His bright ruby eyes, wearing his golden framed glasses he claims to hate so much. (which Sam so kindly let him wear in the prison as his contacts had dried out) Pointed ears adorned in gold jewellery, which he admittedly put in before he saw you as he had taken them out before he visited Dream, as Sam would have forced him to. Red robe nowhere to be seen, only wearing a cotton white shirt stained with various different patches from wearing it for so long. Stubble had grown over the lower half of his face. Techno was never able to grow a beard.

You took in his appearance, not caring how disheveled and gross he was at that moment. He was him. He was there. In person. With you. Tears immediately fell down your face, a loud sob escaping your throat. You couldn't contain yourself. All of these pent up emotions had finally been let out in one gut wrenching cry. You threw yourself at him. Taking in his warmth and scent. He snorted at your antics. Missing the way your cheek rested against his shoulder, and how your arms fit perfectly around his neck, successfully trapping him against your body.

If he thought he missed Phil, he didn't even know what this feeling was. No words could describe what he felt as he was gone. Of course he missed Phil, Phil is his best friend, his partner in crime, father-figure. But you... You were different. Technoblade loves you. Different from how he loves Phil. No, he is in love with you. Being away from you for so long with no way to contact you was eating him from the inside out. There wasn't a second he wasn't in pain in that godforsaken prison. Wanting nothing more than to hold you against his chest, cherishing in the warmth of your hands on his scalp as you massaged his head softly. As you were doing in this moment.

Your body wracked in his arms, sobbing loudly, tears making a wet patch in his shirt. Not that he minded. He pulled you impossibly closer. His head tucked in the space between your neck and shoulder just taking in your scent. Tears of his own fell down his cheeks, trying as hard as he could to suppress them, but try as he might, he ultimately failed.

"Fuck Tech" you murmured against his skin, voice wavering in the process. He inhaled a sharp breath humming in acknowledgment.

"I know" he whispered, wanting this moment to never end. Unfortunately for him you pulled away. A whine had escaped his throat at the loss of contact. If anyone could make Technoblade become vulnerable, it was you, and only you.

"God" you said staring at him once again. Your hands were resting on his shoulders as his lightly pressed against your waist, tightening the longer you stood there. Never wanting to let go of you again. "At this point..." you trailed off, trying to find the right words. You looked behind him at the snow, before looking down at your feet. Wrong move. One of Technos hands immediately left your waist to grab your face, forcing you to look him in the eyes once again.

"Please" he pleaded quietly. "Please don't look away, I'm scared I'll disappear again. That this is all a dream" His heart was thumping against his rib cage at the confession. He was almost certain you could hear it. You smiled at him softly. Lifting a hand to meet his against your cheek, nuzzling into it slightly before grabbing his and moving it back to your waist. Moving your arm back around his neck, resting in the same position as before.

Never breaking eye contact.

"I promise to never look away, unless you do it first" You bargained with him, he laughed softly. “And i promise that this isn’t a dream”

"In that case, I think we're going to be stuck on your porch for the rest of our lives." He smirked, reveling in the way your eyes crinkled as you laughed, a bright smile littering your face. You calmed down staring at him lovingly.

"At this point Techno" You continued what you were saying before Technos anxiety had spiked. "I don't give a shit about where you were or why you were gone for so long. I'm just glad you're finally back"

He giggled. Which had shocked you. You didn't think Techno even knew what giggling was, let alone having done it himself.

"I love you" He whispered as he started to lower his head towards yours.

"I love you too idiot" Murmuring just loud enough for him to hear, before meeting him half way and pressing your lips against his. His small tusks grazed your cheeks slightly, immediately lighting up with blush. God how you had missed this feeling. The kiss was soft. But passionate. Pouring both of your emotions into it. The grip he had on your waist lightened before he wrapped his arms around your lower back, pulling you as close as humanly possible. The two parted for a split second to catch their breath before diving back in.

They had a lot of catching up to do.

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Did anyone else see Phil read technos will live??? I sobbed. It wasn't even sad.

Thats a lie i am lying to myself.

Have a good day/night :)

-Birdy

✮𝗣𝗶𝗴𝗹𝗶𝗻 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻' - 𝗧𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲✮

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A request that was made on Wattpad. I hope you enjoy!

Angst to fluff

Let me know if i need to add or take anything out of the CW!

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Intended female reader Word Count: 3.6k CW: snowstorm, angst, mentions of loss of breath, exhaustion

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tired was an understatement.

I was completely and utterly exhausted. the past few weeks had drained me of every single ounce of energy or piece of motivation i had.

running back and forth between baby sitting Michael and tending to my own chores in the Tundra, had been slowly killing me. as much as I love Tubbo and Ranboo, could they ever make some time to look after THEIR son. at this point michael was my child. which i didn’t need as i already had Steve (and Techno) to take care of.

It usually wouldn’t be this hard as Philza was always around to help me complete everything. But, Phil was currently on a trip with Techno, leaving me alone. I didn’t know where they had gone or why, all I knew is that I wanted to sleep for a month straight.

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“bye Tubbo! bye Michael! I’ll see you soon okay buddy?” bending down to Michaels height, he ran into my chest almost making me topple over. i smiled at his antics, wrapping ny arms around the small piglins body. his snorts and giggles made my heart swell. with one last squeeze, i let him go, bopping him on the snout in the process. he swiped at his nose, he always hated when i tapped his snout, he claims it made his nose itch.

standing up, i waved to the father and son duo once more before turning around and making my long and painful journey back to the Tundra.

my legs were aching. sore from use and from how cold it was. everything in my body hurt. after the week i had, i couldn’t wait to bathe in a magma cube bath. k sighed at the thought. imagining how nice it would be to sit in the iron tub, the warm water covering my entire body, relaxing all of my tense muscles. the popping bubbles of the water, calming all of my rapid thoughts, washing them away leaving me with nothing but peacefulness.

of course my daydream didn’t last long, i didn’t have that much luck. i reached up to move the hair out of my face, but my fingertips were so cold i couldn’t feel them move. the snow was picking up its pace making it harder and harder to see 2 feet in front of me. my heart started racing. i had no idea how long you had been walking for, too distracted by my own day dream.

“oh fuck me” my mind was racing. not being able to come up with a single rational thought.

i was panicking.

without thinking. i began running. running as fast as i could with my numb limbs, harsh winds and snow thrashing against my face. my nose was red and stuffy, my breathing was irregular. i had never been caught in a snow storm by myself before. i always had Techno or Phil by my side. i didn’t know what to do. before Techno i lived in a plains biome.

I continued to run for what felt like miles. until i felt like i couldn’t run any more. my legs felt like jelly, i couldn’t breathe, i couldn’t see. i was sure this was how i was going to die.

exhausted and sore in the middle of a snow storm.

until i saw the smoke coming out of cabin up ahead. with the little strength i had left, i pushed myself to my limit. running as fast as my legs would allow me to. which at this point wasn’t very much. the light was getting closer and closer, the smell of smoke was filling my nostrils. i had never been so happy to see my shared little cabin.

the more i ran, the more my lungs felt like they were going to burst, my throat was burning, and i honestly thought i was going to pass out. my heart beat was drumming rapidly in my ears. the cabin was getting closer and closer. i began smiling.

i’m gonna make it

and make it i did.

the moment i reached the cabin, i began fumbling and tripping up the few spruce stairs that led to the front door. cursing to myself as i did. picking myself up off of my knees. i gripped the metal handle harshly, leaning my entire body against the door. turning the handle with with all my might. the door swung open from underneath me.

with a yelp i fell forwards. falling straight into the chest of the one and only Technoblade. i didn’t have time to register anything that was going on, my mind still foggy and rapidly racing due to the storm.

“fuck darlin’ i was worried about you” i wasnt certain whether or not Techno had spoke. the only thing i could hear was my rapid breathing and the thumping of my heart beat in my ears.

Techno grabbed my hips, pulling me as close to him as possible, moving me out of the way so he could shut the front door. still panting against his chest, he slowly led me towards the couch in front of the fire place.

sitting me down, he wrapped a blanket around my shoulders, Techno took my boots off for me trying to make me as comfortable as possible.

my heart beat started to even out, air starting to fill my lungs once again. i sighed, falling backwards on the couch to lean my head against the cushion. gripping the blanket, i wrapped it tighter around myself. my body was still shivering rapidly. i was definitely going to get sick after this. my teeth were chattering.

my thoughts and rationality started to slowly come back to me. looking down at my shaking hands, i slowly let go of the blanket to take the fingerless gloves off. i weakly threw them into the fire, knowing that after this i was never going to want to use them again. i leant forward as much as i could to still keep a safe distance from the open flame. pushing my arms forwards wanting my hands to heat up as quickly as possible, wishing to be able to feel them again.

Techno pushed my arms back towards my chest, kneeling in front of me. he softly grabbed my face with both of his hands. his calloused fingers rubbing soothingly on the apples of my cheeks. leaning into his hands i sighed contently. the past few weeks without him had been agony. glad to have him back in my arms.

“oh darl. what were you doing?” his usually gruff monotonous voice came out soft and sweet, and full of concern. i had never heard him like this before. it threw me through a loop. i smiled slightly, before leaning forward to rest my col forehead against his warm.

“i missed you Tech” whispering softly, i closed my eyes, and smiled brightly. my arms, although still slightly shaking, wrapped around his neck pulling him towards my torso. i stuffed my face into the crook of his neck. although the heat from the fire was nice, nothing beat the heat that radiates from Techno.

the sound of a slight snort and squeal mixed together erupted from the back of Technos throat. it had been just as painful for him as it was for me to be so far from each other for 2 weeks with no contact. loving every bit of attention i were giving him, he eagerly wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me off of the couch and into his lap.

he took a deep breath, inhaling as much of my scent as he could. oh how he missed this. one of his hands was on the small of my back, the other on the back of my head, pulling me impossibly close. chest to chest. my legs were wrapped around his waist.

the hand he had resting on my back was tracing small soothing shapes as he started slightly rocking back and forth.

fuck the hot bath.

all i needed was Techno.

my arms were wrapped around his head, fingers tangled through his knotted pink hair. shoving my face as far as i could into his neck, i let out a soft sob. i wasn’t sure when the tears had started to pool in my eyes, or when my emotions had started to build up. but now that the tears had started to come out, there was no way i would be able to stop them.

Techno began quietly shushing me as i started to cry. my sobs getting harsher and harsher each time. Techno continued to rock the two of us back and forth hoping it was helping calm me down. my broken cries were muffled by Technos tunic, a wet patch forming underneath my face.

my arms went from wrapping around his head to his shoulders, to his chest, to one of his arms, before i decidedly went from straddling him to hanging both of my legs over his right one and sobbing into his chest. gripping his shirt as i sobbed. Techno continued to cradle me, not caring about how restless i was.

“Darl look at me please. You don’t have to say anything just look at me” Techno pleaded, his right hand coming to brush hair out of my face and tuck it behind my ear. hesitatingly, i lifted my head out of Technos chest, still gripping onto his shirt for life. i slowly looked up at him, my sobs had come to a stop but tears were still steaming down my face. Techno was patient. he knew i needed to take me time. he refused to try and rush me through anything.

once we made eye contact. he smiled. the hand that was brushing the hair out of my face moved to cradle my cheek.

“hey there beautiful” Techno smiled lovingly down at me. i giggled softly, shoving my head back into his chest. immediately Techno snorted a laugh, before clicking his tongue at my behaviour.

“come on, don’t hide your face from me darl’. i’m not that scary am i?” Techno knew i hated when he called himself scary. i immediately looked up at him, ready to correct him, a scowl on my face. only to be met with a smug smile and a playful glint in his eyes.

i groaned, knowing i fell for his antics, giving him exactly what he wanted. this time though, i didn’t look away.

“there you are. you feeling alright now? nice and warm? still need to cry?” i shook my head. confirming i am indeed feeling better.

“i’m better now. thank you Tech… i’m sorry for sobbing into you i don’t know what happened”

i shook my head slightly as i went over all of the events that had happened today. Techno tutted and continue to rub my cheek with his thumb.

“don’t be stupid. there’s no reason you should ever apologise for crying. i’m just glad you’re okay” knowing that i am now safe, Techno had returned. his monotone, gruff voice was back. quickly replacing the soft one he was using moments prior.

“i could be even better though…” i trailed off and looked up at Techno innocently. he raised an eyebrow. smirking down at me.

“oh yeah?” he questioned. i nodded giddily.

“how so?” he cocked his head to the side. i raised my head slightly, smiling.

“i don’t know… a kiss maybe? i think it’d make me feel a whole lot better.” a smug look had overtaken my face. waiting for my request to be fulfilled.

Techno hummed thoughtfully, staring off into space. he turned back towards me and shrugged. he leaned closer, as i closed my eyes waiting for the moment Technos lips finally met mine after weeks of waiting.

but i was kept waiting. i opened my eyes to look at Techno, he had a cheeky smile on his face. i opened your mouth to question him, but instead a squeal came out.

Techno immediately started cackling.

this motherfucker was tickling me.

“TECH PLEASE STOP NO-“ we both couldn’t stop laughing. i started punching at his chest hoping to pry him off. instead he just grabbed my wrists and pushed me away, all the while still laughing.

“sorry darl.” he cupped my cheek once again. and this time actually kissed me. o

-

when i woke up i was alone. the space where Techno slept next to me was empty, the sheets tangled and messy.

i couldn’t remember if yesterday really happened or if it was just all some bizarre dream.

i swung my legs over the side of the bed, feet touching the cold floor. i rested my face in my hands and groaned. rubbing my hands up and down face. standing up, i stretched. walking lazily to my bedroom door.

sliding down the ladder, i turned around.

and froze.

there Techno was, standing in the middle of the room smiling proudly, surrounded by various gifts.

“Happy birthday baby!!” my mouth was dropped. was it really my birthday?…

i just stood there, continuing to not move as i processed everything.

had i really become so busy that i didn’t know what day it was, that i had completely lost track of time.

as i stood there unmoving. Techno began to get ansty. did you not like your birthday? did you not like how many presents he got you? should he have gotten more? was it even your birthday did he get it wrong? around you his voices were always quiet, very rarely did they ever start talking.

but right now. they were louder than ever.

dumbass forgot when her birthday is. technolame. technobad. e. e. she hates us :(. e. she doesn’t hate us she’s just in a state of shock. guys she’s gonna break up with us.

after gathering my thoughts, i started walking towards Techno. the smile

from his face dropped and he took a cautionary step backwards.

“Tech?” i questioned, confused as to why he moved away. he shook his head quickly and apologised.

“sorry sorry… the voices.. it’s fine. i’m fine. we’re okay” he smiled softly at me. i smiled brightly in return and jumped into his arms.

“i love you so much you stupid lump of bacon”

“HEH?!” i laughed, pulling him down to my height. i kissed his cheek before moving to his lips. kissing him softly and lovingly. longing only for his touch.

Techno melted into my embrace. wrapping his arms around my waist, moving in sync with me.

“don’t do that again dumb ass i thought i got your birthday wrong” he pulled away and grumbled into my cheek. hiding his face with embarrassment. i laughed.

“i promise i won’t Tech. i was just surprised that’s all. i forgot my birthday was even coming up. let alone it be today… i just wasn’t expecting… so… much” Techno kissed my cheek, letting go of my waist to drag me towards the couch as he did last night. he sat down before me, turning me around and pulling me into his lap. he hooked his chin over my shoulder, tugging me closer towards his chest. and shoved one of the boxes into my lap.

i turned my head towards him, and saw him staring at me in return.

“what are you doing just looking at me. open your gifts!!” i giggled, entertained at the way he was insisting.

turning back towards my lap, i carefully removed the golden ribbon surrounding the box, and put it off to the side. i could feel Techno get more and more excited for my reaction from the way he was shaking beneath me. taking the lid off of the box i gasped.

the box was only small, but the inside was filled with various pieces of gold jewellery.

necklaces, rings, bracelets, matching earrings, and nose rings for if i ever wanted to match with Techno. shutting the box, i squirmed in his lap. manoeuvring myself to be straddling him. i stared at him dumbfounded as he looked at me delighted.

“Techno…” i trailed off, just staring at my loving boyfriend. he leaned forward and gave a soft kiss to the tip of my nose.

“when did you have time to do this?” i questioned. grabbing his cheeks softly, peppering kisses all over his face. happy squeals coming from the back of hsi throat. his piglin side showing more today than it has in months. clearing his throat, Techno responded.

“it was the main objective of the 2 week trip with Phil… i wanted to get only the best for you. i found everything else on day 1. but i wanted you to have only the best of the best when it came to the gold” Techno admitted timidly. I immediately doubled over in laughter, my forehead falling onto Technos shoulder. he grunted in displeasure. upset with the fact i was laughing at him.

“god Tech… you’re more Piglin than i thought you were” continuing to giggle, Techno turned away from me, a bright red blush coating his cheeks.

“yeah well.. i just love you okay” he mumbled only just enough for you to understand. i nodded. kissing his cheek repeatedly.

“i know baby. i love you too. even if you are a stupid piece of bacon” his head immediately snapped towards mine, a glare evident on his face. making me erupt into even louder laughter. Techno only sighed, lifting me off of his lap, putting me onto the couch next to him.

he stood up, grumbling to himself as he walked around the room grabbing the various different boxes and piling them in front of me. by the time i had calmed down. Techno was sitting against the fire place across from me. a frown evident on his face, waiting for me to open the rest of my gifts. upset with our distance. I stood up from my own seat, and plopped myself in the piglins lap pulling the biggest box towards me. despite Technos attempt at distancing himself from me, he couldn’t help but wrap his arms around my waist and shove his head into my hair.

“love you, you big baby” he only grunted in response. unsatisfied, i elbowed him in the stomach.

“i love you too i guess” he growled into my hair. i lifted one of the arms that was wrapped around me and kissed his hand, as well as every individual finger, before placing it back down onto my stomach.

-

by the end of the day, the lounge room was filled with empty boxes as i was covered head to toe in the new jewellery Techno had gotten me. as well as the new clothes Phil helped him pick out. a netherite sword hung from my hip as i pushed my way through the boxes, the sword nicking the cardboard as i went.

my favourite gift of them all though? was a pure gold crown decorated in different gems. rubies, sapphires, emeralds, amethyst, diamonds, you name it.

it matched Technos perfectly. and i was never going to go out without it.

eventually making my way through the mounds of boxes, i sat at the bench in the kitchen. watching as Techno made a beef and potato stew. resting my chin on my hand, i just stared as he worked away. admiring everything about him.

his long pink hair that had fallen out of his braid, his broad shoulders littered in scars, the gold glasses he only ever wore inside the house, that only me and Phil know about, his lil pointed piglin ears that were decorated in different piercings. everything about him was absolutely perfect to me. putting the stew on a simmer, Techno turned around and caught me staring at him. he froze, a blush creeping up his neck. i just smiled cheekily before looking out the window next to him. he walked around the bench and sat on the stool next to mine, gripping my knee.

“you know..” i hummed and turned my head towards his, indicating i was listening to what he had to say. “you never told me what happened yesterday.” this time i was the one who froze. before i started laughing.

“oh no no it’s stupid.” Techno only cocked an eyebrow. i sighed. “i was coming back from Snowchester after babysitting Michael. i started daydreaming about how i wanted to relax when i finally got back to the cabin, not expecting you and Phil to be back from your trip just yet. because i was distracted, i didn’t notice the wind and snow pick up its pace until it was too late and i was caught in the middle of the storm. i didn’t know what to do since i’m usually always with you, and decided to just run home… which at the time i regretted doing. but now i’d doing again in a heart beat if it meant you were always going to be here” Techno shook his head and chuckled.

“stupid. should’ve just found cover instead of running for like what 20 minutes in a snow storm” Techno advised, deciding to ignore my last comment. i just shrugged, the crown falling out of place. as i went up to readjust it. Techno reached over and took it off of my head instead placing it on the bench.

i looked at him, and he just smiled shaking his head. grabbing my neck to bring me towards him, he kissed me. i hummed satisfied with the amount of attention Techno had given me today.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Idk if this is what the reader wanted lololol but we'll see.

have a good day/night :)

- Birdy

Howdy madden! I hope your day is going well!

(this isnt a request or anything, just thoughts I wish to share)

idk why but i love the idea that like,, scratching under techno’s chin and along his jawline makes him melt into your hands and he’ll do that thing cats do were he’ll press into your hands

so like if hes sitting somewhere reading and you come up behind him and start scritches he just, sinks into the seat. book goes down, eyes shut, idk maybe he lets out little content groans, and he just keeps leaning into your hands. you could probably get him to lay down if you keep lowering your hands as he pushes into them.

Idc what this was planned to be. This is a head cannon now. Your welcome.

Triggers: Nothing, pure fluff. Safe for everyone to read!

Enjoy.

Technoblade

Oh yes, give this man all of the chin scratches.

Though your gonna have to be pretty close with him if you want to give him all the scratches.

He won't let some new darling touch him in such a sensitive spot like that.

So your gonna have to work for it and build some trust.

~

If you do try to scratch his chin with having a strong trust with you, it's not gonna end well.

He'll immediately stand up and look down at you with a hard glare.

Then he'll ask:

"What the hell do you think your doing?"

He'll be cold twords you for awhile after that one.

Techno won't even let you touch him for a few weeks.

He still loves you and all, but you two were not that close in his book.

I would recommend not doing it again after that without his permission.

So in short, you'll have to rebuild all that trust again, THEN you'll have to ask permission.

~

Though if you two do have a very stable and firm trust, then go for it!

Do it when he least expects it, you'll get the best reaction.

For example:

Techno was enjoying the sound of the crackling fire infront of him. He sat in his favorite reading seat and had a book open of old mythologies.

It was one of his favorites.

His eyes skimmed the passage of the page, to engulfed by his book to notice the figure sneaking up behind him.

The floor boards creeked ever so slightly under you feet.

But you were quick to be behind Techno.

And that's when you struck.

You had quickly reached under Techno's chin and began gently scratches.

Techno inhealed in surprise, but quickly let out a low groan and melted into your touch.

His ears lowerd and his eyes closed.

~

In short: You still tease him about it to this day.

Word count: 313

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Thanks for reading!

💜 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.

{《☆》}

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)]

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Taglist: @creatorofstars

This is a story I made for a writing event by dreamwvrld, my prompt is fallen angel/devil au with c!technoblade. Dont forget to check out @dreamwvrld and all the others that are participating in this event (check the tags to see dreamwvrld's writing event)

Word count: 3k+

It has been many year's since you've fallen, not quite sure exactly how many though. You've grown to accept being condemned even though you did nothing wrong, you actually prefer living down on earth rather than heaven seeing as how it changed from the supposed holy place it once was to becoming a place governed by unjust and unfair 'saint's' now being only a shell of what it was before. Though you've roamed the earth for quite sometime you never really interacted with mortals much, the first and only person you actually talked to eversince you fell from grace was a demon named badboyhalo. It seemed that you two had something in common as he was kicked out of hell because of how nice he was, ever since your first encounter with him you started meeting with him more and he became your first friend. As time passed by he started worrying that you were too lonely seeing as he was the only person who you befriended.

"you need to find more friend's you muffin, so that you wouldn't be so sad and gloomy all the time" hearing this i once again told him for the hundredth time that i was not interested in befriending mortals seeing as they'll just grow old and die one day while me and him are immortal. "Well i think i know someone else that's immortal, maybe you can befriend him" "Oh? And who is this person you've never told me about for some reason?" "Hehehe.... Sorry, i don't really know him well so i never really thought of telling you." I just nod and signal him to continue "well his name is Philza and I'm pretty sure he's an angel of death from the vibe he gives off sometimes"

*An angel of death? From what i remember they're supposed to be like grim reapers but resemble fallen angels just without the halo.* Bad then points in a direction "he lives that way but his house is quite far so it might take awhile, maybe 5-8 hours of flying depending on the weather. Though he's an angel of death he's actually more of the town dad treating nearly every kid he see's as his own so I'm sure you'll get along with him great. He also lives with my other friend he's a piglin named techno he always says technoblade never dies but i don't know if he's actually immortal or not, they live together in a house located in the thundra and it's currently the only house there so you shouldn't have a problem finding it"

"so you want me to spend possibly 8 hours flying just to see a dad and someone who has a catchphrase and might be immortal?" Bad only nods and waits for a response, you want to say no but if you do he's just gonna keep asking you to do it and use his puppy eyes like always, *sigh* "fine, I'll do it. But if anything happens I'm going to kill you when i get back got it?" He hesitantly nods knowing you're not lying about killing him. "So, when will you be leaving?" "Tomorrow since i have nothing better to do and besides, the sooner i befriend them the sooner you'll stop pestering me about making friends" bad only nods and smiles at me, he's happy that I'm actually gonna try and make friends. After about 30 minutes of chatting, mostly him telling me about the people I'll be meeting he gets up "Well i should probably get going, skeppy might destroy our house if I'm gone for too long" i nod and we say our goodbye's and he takes off flying to his and skeppys house, "i should probably start packing some stuff for the journey since it's going to be quite a long one and i should prolly head out early in the morning if i want to be back before midnight"

*Time skip to early next day brought to you by my lazy ass and last two brain cells*

"Ok lets see if i have all my stuff, food? check, weapons? check, spare clothes? check, other stuff that I'm to lazy to count one by one? check, ok i think that's about all the stuff i need i think. Well i should get going now since its gonna be a long flight" with that i leave the house, spread my wings and take flight heading in the direction bad told me. The sun hasn't risen yet since it's only 4 in the morning so hopefully i get there before noon, as I'm flying i think about how i should approach the two when i get there, "maybe i could talk with philza since we're both angels or maybe i could talk to that techno guy since he doesn't like governments from what bad told me and heaven is like a government and i dislike it" i keep thinking about how i should talk to them so much that i don't even notice that im in the thundra already, i only snap back to reality when i feel a snow flake land on my nose and it makes me sneeze a bit "damn how long was i zoned out?" i look at my watch and see that I've already been flying for over 5 hours "I've been flying this long so i should be close to it by now" after about 15 more minutes of flying a house comes into view, it was a single house in the thundra so that might be it. I land carefully as not to make to much noise and head towards the door, i can feel my whole body tense up from all the nervousness since it's been a long time since i interacted with people besides bad and skeppy. I nock on the door a few times and wait patiently for someone to open it i can hear footsteps coming closer and i take a deep breath and exhale trying to calm myself. The door opens and reveals a man with large black wings wearing a green robe and a white and green striped bucket hat, *this guy must be philza from the looks of it.* The man just looks at me and i finally speak up "are you philza by any chance?" "Yes and who might you be?" "My name is y/n, i came here because my friend badboyhalo told me to" "bad? Why would he send you here" "he says that i need to make more friends but i don't really want to be friends with mortals since they'll die eventually so he told me about you and said that you're immortal so it should be fine" he's caught off guard by what i said but goes back to being calm, he tells me to come inside since it cold outside so i do, we both take a seat by the fire place and he starts talking "so, are you immortal too?" "Yeah, im actually an angel, a fallen one to be exact and from what bad told me you're an angel of death yes?" "Yes i am, how did you end up falling if i may ask?" "i got blamed for some stupid crap i didn't do and they ended up banishing me here although I'm a bit pissed for being wrongfully punished i actually prefer living down here rather than heaven" we ended up talking for a while telling more about each other, he also told me about his wife who turns out to be lady death and that she's the reason he's an angel of death, at first i didn't believe it but then he showed me hundreds of pictures of her and i had no choice but to believe it.

After an hour or two of talking i heard the door open, i looked to see who it was and i saw a piglin wearing a red cape and a crown i figured he was technoblade since he matched what bad described me. After he noticed me he just stared at me, he seemed to be wondering why a random stranger was in his house he looked tense but phil told him that i was ok and i was not an enemy. He asked phil who i was and why was i here and phil told him about me like how i was a fallen angel and that bad told me to go here since he wants me to make more friends, after that he looked at me and gave a questioning look "aren't angels suppose to have a halo?" I chuckle a bit and snap my fingers, my halo materialises above my head it was a shiny obsidian black with a glowing gold pattern runing along the middle and some of my feathers also became gold as a simbol of how wasn't an ordinary angel before but a gate keeper angel. He seemed to be mesmerised by gold glow from my halo and wings, makes sends though since he's a piglin and all, phil snaps him out of it when he asks him if i could stay for the night since a storm seemed to be coming in, he nodded and returned to staring at the gold feathers on my wings which just made me laugh since from what bad told me he was supposed to be this though and stoic warrior but here he is, unable to look away from the gold feathers staring at them like a dog who saw a squirrel phil chuckles a bit and leaves, possibly to make some food for us. He snaps back to reality when i start walking to him, he looked a bit tense since he's still not sure about me, i run my hand through one of my wings and stop when i reach a gold feather, i pluck it out and reach out my hand giving it to him "what?" Was all he could say "well you looked like you couldn't look away from my feathers and i know that piglins like gold a lot so i thought i could give you one of my feathers" "why?" "Well cuz if i want to befriend you than i need to make a good impression" he grabs the feather and looks at it for a bit and looks at me "thanks" "you don't talk much do you?" He laughs at this which made me smile since he seems to trust me. time goes by and we just sit by the fire place talking about our selves and our opinions on things, "what are your thoughts on government?" He asked me "well from experience i think their complete shit, using their power to benefit themselves and punishing those who dare oppose them" he gives a small nearly unnoticeable smile but it was enough for me to see, he tells me that both he and phil agree and that they're both actually anarchists, it doesn't surprise me since bad already told me. "What is it like up there, you know, heaven?" I frown a bit hearing this since i don't really like remembering heaven due to it being shit "it's not the holy and pure place you guys down here think it is, atleast not anymore. Heaven is governed by these 'saints' they're like a government, and most if not all of these so called saints abuse their power for their own benefit and punish those who have done nothing wrong, back then every thing was nice a peaceful but nowadays there's even drugs in heaven, now it's merely just a shell, a name for what it once was long long ago" he looked at me and could tell that i didn't want to think about it "I'm sorry for asking about it" "no it's okay, i fell from grace a very long time ago and besides i need to be honest if i wanna make friends atleast that's what bad told me" after that techno told about himself like how he has voices and his head and what they say to him "why are you telling me this?" "Well you told me about stuff that you dont like talking about so i thought i could do the same" "ok then, does this mean I'm your friend now" "more or less yeah" we keep chatting about interesting topics such as fighting, mythology and suprisingly gardening.

*Time skip to when it's night and all should be asleep*

I should be asleep by now but something's keeping me awake, i try to sleep once again but i suddenly hear a noise coming from down stairs. I got up from the bed and quietly leave the spare bedroom and head to the stairs, as i walk down the steps i see that the door was open and there was a figure in the porch. I head to the porch and as i got closer i realised that it was just techno it seemed that he was lost in thought since he still hasnt noticed me so i gently tap his shoulder, he looks at me and gives a tired smile to which i answer with my own "what are you doing here late at night?" "I could ask you the same" "well i heard a noise and came to check but saw it was only you, though it seems something is troubling you" "it's nothing" "that's what people say when they do have something bothering them so tell me, besides I'm your friend now so I'm obligated to help if something is wrong" "did bad tell you that?" "Maybe, but i agree with it" he tells me about his problems, most of them being about the people who're hunting him down and how he's worried about his enemies finding this place and putting phil in danger as well as keeping the voices from hurting anyone that he care's about since they sometimes get to loud to bare with. I feel sad cuz it seems like he has quite a bit on his shoulders and i wanna cheer him up or atleast calm him down, whenever i feel down bad always hugs me and that usually works so why not give it a shot, i wrap my arms around him and hug him tight, he stills not expecting me to do this. He eventually relaxes and returns the hug, it feels like he needed something like this, someone showing that they care about him with actions and not just words. After about a minute or two i let go and see that he's looking better now, "thanks" "no problem, that's what friends are for anyway. Now let's get you to bed since it's still two in the morning and it's too early to be awake" i grab his hand and lead him to his room which felt a bit wierd since this is his house but at the same time it also felt natural in some way and i didn't know why. Once he gets to his bed i turn around to go back to the spare bedroom but stop when i feel a hand grab me by the arm, i turn to see that it was techno "stay, please" i couldn't say no since i knew he just needed someone to be with right now, someone who he feels safe around and it ended up being me. I give him a small smile "fine, though you might need to move a bit if you want both of us to fit in the bed" we both quietly laugh at this and he moves a bit so that i can also fit on his bed. I lay down on the bed beside techno and see that we're both facing each other, i get a bit flustered since his face was really close but manage to say a small goodnight before closing my eyes and turning around, i was starting to think this wasn't a good idea sharing the bed until i feel his arms wrap around me and pull me towards him. I can feel my wings and back touching his chest, his breath touching my neck and a sharp object poking me near a vital body part(his tusks poking the back of your head not that you sinful minds). I can't help but turn into a tomato but i was glad that he couldn't see my face since it was night and i was facing away from him, "thanks again" "n-no problem" was all i could say before shutting my eyes and focusing on falling asleep, after a little while i finally managed to drift away to the land of dreams.

*Time skip to the following morning (this is the last time skip i swear*

I awake to the rays of sunshine poking through the curtains and try to get up only to fail and i realise that techno still has his arms wrapped around me, i turn my head to look at him and see that he was still asleep. I couldn't help myself from smiling when i saw how peaceful he looked, it was so different from how he looked from when he first saw me yesterday, *he looks so peaceful, so calm, so charming* i qiuckly realise what i just said in my mind and try to calm myself the fuck down before i end up waking him up with how loud my heart was beating. After calming down i try to remove his arms only to receive a groan doing so he starts waking up and i try not to panick and muster the will to speak and ask him if he can let go of me now so i can get up but all i get is another groan and him muttering "five more minutes" "techno, i need to get up now we both do, it's already 9 in the morning" he gives one last groan before letting go and getting up. We both get up and leave the room only to be met with phil who gives us a questioning look to which we just shrug in response, the morning goes by without any stange things happening, we eat breakfast and talk more about stuff we have in common. Time passes by and it was time for me to leave we were all sad since it was time for me to leave especially me as well as technoblade it seemed from the look he had, i say my goodbyes to the both of them and turn to technoblade to give him one last hug before i go, this time he hugs back faster and tighter than last time, after the hug a thought came to my head and got me very flustered at the time my mind was yelling at me to either chicken out or do it to which i ended choosing the latter. I use flap my wings so that i get to his level and give him a kiss in the cheek, after that i instantly flew off yelling bye with a tomato face. As i flew of i looked back to see techno touching the spot where i had just kissed him and saw a smile coming on his face, this made me relieved since this doesn't mean he disliked me but at the same time it made me even more red since it meant he liked it, liked me. I big smile appeared on my face and i laughed a bit *i guess this wasn't a bad idea after all, though I'm never telling bad about this especially skeppy. I'm definitely going to visit this place again soon though* and with that i had made two more friends and possibly something more, who knows only time can tell what it'll lead to.

Im finally done with this story, i had a hard time thinking of how to write it since i don't really do oneshots but hopefully some people will enjoy reading this. This was my story for dreamwvrld's writing event please go and check out @dreamwvrld and the other writers participating this event if you have the time, that is all.