OHHH MY GHIOOJHSHHH IM LOSING IT IM LOSING IT OH MY GOD THIS IS PEAK WE HAVE REACHED PEAKNESS !!!! THIS IS SO GOOD I LOVE YOUR STYLE AND THE COLORS OMG IT LOOKS SO OMINOUS AND COOL AUUUGGGG
DEVOURING YOUR ART EVERYONE LOOK AT IT RN POINTS POINTS POINTING
How it feels to rewrite an entire chapter and lose the techno scene I liked
So I’m uploading the scene here instead
"Sure. Knock yourself out." Schlatt pointed to a building. "Should go to the weaponsmith for that one."
A tolling bell in the center of town suddenly went off.
Villagers began running all around, concerned shouts and cries. Some spoke in another language, warning the others despite the bell.
"The hell?" Schlatt pulled you to the side, saving you from a child that nearly crashed into your legs. "There's no pillagers around here."
Some were boarding up their houses, others looking for their children. Schlatt squinted at the commotion in the distance.
"Stay here. If anything happens, you go into that building." He pointed to the blacksmith.
Then he was gone, following the sound of the bell. You stood with uncertainty, heart pounding. Was there really an attack on the village? Damn, now would be a great time for a boss bar.
A couple ran past you, bumping your shoulder. You gasped and stepped back, trying to find a safe spot in the commotion. You looked all around.
The iron golemn looked peaceful?
"...Huh?"
A hand clasped over your mouth, yanking you between houses.
Your eyes widened, arms struggling against your captors hold. They had your back flush against your chest, restraining you. Everything happened so fast, the strength they had restraining any movement in your upper body. Your legs began to kick, desperate. This wasn't a pillager attack.
"Be quiet." A low voice warned in your ear, breath warm against your skin.
Technoblade.
Your struggle was forgotten. This.. this was...
THIS WAS A HORRIBLE TIME TO BE EXCITED!
You should be annoyed. Angry, even! He had you held against your will! You had no doubt Tommy was the one who rang that bell. You were held just out of Schlatt's line of sight. His grip was hard, steady. What did he even want?
"Don't scream." He warned again, uncovering your mouth slowly.
You scrambled away. "What is your-?!"
He was quick to grab you, boot cranking up and putting pressure on your back, trapping you between him and the wall. His index finger and thumb gripped your jaw.
"Come on." He grunted, leaning his weight into where his boot pressed. He was reaching for something, what was he reaching for?
A potion bottle, foggy white in color. You heard him uncap it with his teeth. Then, the opening pressed to your mouth. Your eyes shut tight, face scrunching. You refused to part your lips.
Schlatt called your name frantically.
You went to yell, only for the potion to start flowing down your throat. Techno held your jaw open. You choked, gasping through the cold liquid.
He dropped the bottle, clasping his hand over your mouth as it went down. "There you go."
Your ears burned.
// Anyways. I spent the whole day like eehhhhh i’m not feeling this vibe so i scrapped the whole thing..,.
// Also working on the binomi second chapter were really in it now💔i yearn for tension