Trigger warnings: descriptions of anxiety, disassociating, and derealization.
Despite how angsty this is, it has a pretty fluffy ending.
You heard that Wilbur was back from the dead. You didn't know how to handle this news. You were fidgety, antsy, and having a hard time sitting still. You were in the middle of an anxiety fueled cleaning binge of your small cabin in the snowy area near Techno's home. You were even starting to have difficulty sleeping again. You should be happy to see Wilbur, but you heard that he had come back different. Come back wrong, worse than he was during Pogtopia. You looked down at your hands, noticing they were starting to shake. You decide to take a break from cleaning for now and sink to the floor feeling exhausted. You were starting to tic a bit but nothing too bad right now.
You probably needed to regress, but you just couldn't; you didn't want to be anxious while regressed or bother anyone. Right now Techno and Philza were out gathering materials for some mysterious building project, he had asked if you wanted to join them, but you had politely declined. You know any of the caregivers around the server probably wouldn't mind taking care of you, but what if they were busy? You don't want to be a burden.
You rise on shaky legs and begin to shuffle your way over to Techno's home. The snow settles in your hair. You feel slightly left of center in your skin. You're shivering; however, it's not registering fully.
Your hands make contact with worn wood, and you push into the cozy house. Technoblade's enderman, Edward, vwoops a greeting to you, and you smile a bit, rasping out a hello of your own.
You climb up the ladder to the attic library. Techie lets you keep your coloring stuff and story books on your own shelf. Maybe doing some coloring will help ground you enough to remember where everyone is right now. You clamber off the ladder gracelessly, feeling very unsteady on your feet. You slide down the wall taking a moment to rest on the scuffed, worn wood floor. You smell something off, a smell that doesn't belong. It was like cigarettes, it dredged up a mixed bag of memories from the day Wilbur had died.
"Y/N?" A rough voice calls out to you, sounding almost shocked. You're so startled by the presence that you almost fall down the ladder. Your eyes snap to the source of the voice and your brain short circuits.
"Wil-Wilby? izzat really you?" You were so confused. There wasn't supposed to be anyone home right now. You start to feel lightheaded. Oh no, no you were starting to have trouble telling what was real.
"Y/N!" There's a panicked tone to how he says your name. He scrambles over to you and gently pulls your hands to his chest. "Y/N, hey, it's okay. Here, copy me and take some deep breaths just like this." He was making some attempt at soothing you, but the contact of his far too cold hands sent you crashing over the edge.
"Nnuh uh" you start shaking your head. "No not wilby can't be wilby not real. Not real can't be."
You were fully spiraling now, a complete breakdown was inevitable at this point and you couldn't stop panicking. You struggle to scoot back away from the man you thought of like a brother. His grip loosened and you feel one of your hands begin knocking against your head, the other found its way into your mouth.
Distantly you're aware that there was a sound like someone clambering down the ladder. Some time after that a door opened downstairs, but you couldn't process what that means right now.
Everything was too much.
Your movements had stilled, but your hand was still resting firmly between your gritted teeth.
You heard someone climbing up the ladder and you curl tighter into a ball.
You were bad, you were mean to Wilby.
Techie is gonna be so mad at you.
He's not gonna wanna take care of you anymore because you're bad.
You feel like you're moving in slow motion when you look up to try and make sense of what was going on around you.
Techno is sitting on the floor in front of you. How long had he been there before you noticed? You were very out of it. He looks worried.
"Hey, kiddo, I'm here, Techie's here now." He slowly reaches out a hand and gently touches the wrist belonging to the hand in your mouth. "Little one, I need you to let go of your hand okay?"
You nod weakly, managing to loosen up your jaw and pull your hand free. He lightly touches the side of your face.
"Thank you bubs. Do you wanna tell Techie what happened? You seem pretty shaken up."
"Techie m sowwy, I was bad an mean to wilby n, m sorry." You're flapping your hands a bit, trying to stim out some of your negative emotions. "I gots scawed cus wilby was here an I didn't know anyone was here an I started dis-dissa-" You were struggling to say disassociating, Techno seemed to understand anyway and for that you were thankful. "I gots really scared cus I couldn't tell what was real anymore. Wilby tried to help me calm down but I was bad n I couldn't, n I made him upset."
"Oh little one, I'm sure Wilby will understand, we just have to explain what happened, okay? Are you feeling calm enough to do that now, or would you like to calm down a bit more first?" Techno ruffles your hair a bit. "Wil's downstairs cuddling up to Steve and Philza so he's okay right now."
You make grabby hands for your caregiver and he pulls you over into his lap, cradling you.
"Do you want to play the grounding game, bug?" He asks you softly, as he could see you were a bit out of it still.
"Mmmhmm, please Techie need help focusin."
"Okay bug, can you count how many diamonds are on the enchanting table?" You nod and count to four on your fingers, holding them up proudly. "Good job kiddo, now can you discribe Techie's cape?"
He holds a part of it up for you to hold, you take it in your hands for a moment. You take meticulous mental notes of the color, weight, and materials used to make it.
"Techie's cape is crimson red, but kinda looks like candy apple red next to the snow, it's made of a heavy velvety fabric with a fluffy white fur trim." Your hand trails up to the clasps holding it around his shoulders, you then fidget with the chain. "The chain is gold n enchaned so it can't break, I 'member you tellin me dat, and then Dadza n Wilby gave you the gems on the claspy bits, then theres one dangly dat matches Tommy's an the other dangly is from Ranboo."
"Very good job baby bug, do you remember what they're all called?" You think for a bit, and nod.
"Dadza gave you an em-emald (emerald), Wilby gave you a flint, Tommy has a bedrock that matches dis one." You push it lightly with your index finger, "an ranboo gave you a totem! To keeps you safe, but das just insurance becus Techie never dies! Never ever!"
"That's right kid, Technoblade never dies!" He ruffled your hair again, laughing softly. "Are you feelin better buggie?"
"Yeps! I'm all back togever! We go 'splain to wilby now?" Your head tilts to the side a bit, like a puppy.
"Of course, I'll go first down the ladder and you follow me okay?"
"Okie! I can do dat!"
The two of you make your way down to the others, and are greeted with an adorable sight. Wilbur was snuggled up into Steve's fluffy fur, with Philza gently combing his fingers through wilburs curly, messy hair. He looks worried, but perks up when he sees the two of you.
"Y/N! Are you feeling better?" He sits up a bit.
"Ya, 'm feelin much better Wilby." You then explain to him what happend, and apologize for making him upset.
"Oh y/n, I'm just relieved that your okay now, that was really scary." He ruffles his hands through Steve's fur. "Plus I know the feeling, sometimes it doesn't feel like I'm actually here, like the universe is just gonna snap back to how it was and I'll be trapped in that God forsaken train station again."
"Wilby, is okay, if chu feel like dats jus come find me n we can play the groundin game n den you'll feel aaaaaall better!" You grin at him, and he smiles back. Then he looks up at Techno, looking like he had a question for his brother.
"Yes Wil?"
"Can you be my caregiver still? An can Phil help sometimes?" He looked so shy and nervous.
"Oh of course little man, I wouldn't pass up that opportunity in a million years." Techno smiles at his brother, looking very content.
"Well duh Wil, you're my son. I'd love to relive the years when you were a cute little brat, and not a tall rat of a man." Phil chuckles warmly, no malice in his tone. Wilbur wasn't upset, he was delighted that now he had two caregivers. "I'll even keep an eye on the other little one if you need me to Tech."
"Awe the old man wants to babysit." Techno teased, and laughed heartily.
Despite all the fun you were having joking around and listening to everyone talk, you were starting to get sleepy. So you pull on Technos sleeve and let him know. It looks like Wilbur was also starting to get tuckered out as he was attempting to stifle a yawn to no avail.
Techno ushers the two of you up the ladder again to get to your little things. Philza follows behind him and soon enough the two of you are changed into some comfy sleeping clothes. There was a bit of crying to be had when Wilbur realized Techno had kept his little things safe for all that time.
Soon enough you and Wilbur were cozied up on the bed, snugly tucked in under a cozy quilt, clutching onto love worn stuffed animals. Wilbur had his orca tucked back into his arms, while you cuddled your favorite raccoon. The two of you were flanked by Techno and Philza who were cooing at the adorable sight before them.
He loves to read bedtime stories! When he’s waiting during nap times or independent playtime, he writes bedtime stories and draws for the stories! He adores playing pretend, making different voices for each character and moving stuffies’ hands around to make them look like they're speaking!
Techno will carry little’s bags if they don’t want to carry them, so it’s normal to see him wearing a backpack with pastels or shiny diamonds and emeralds!
His most common nicknames are royalty based! Prince, princess and my crown are all fair game for him! He might not like government, but he dresses like a king, and littles deserve to be treated nicely!
Cooking is a mess, he loves to let littles cook with him, but somehow he forgets how fun it is to paint on walls and mess with flour!
Piglins have a need to protect, and with Techno being a Piglin hybrid, being a caregiver makes him very happy. He has a sense of safety and the feeling of being loved when he can take care of any and all littles. Sometimes, he needs to have very sleepy and very cozy cuddles because he has a need to keep littles close. If any little hold his hands in public he will not hesitate to give all his love and attention to them.
He looks scary and tough, but if any little babbles or goes into babyspace he will lose all his persona and go soft.
Techno loves to listen to babbles and pretend they’re deep, thoughtful conversations. He responds to them with a lot of emotion and hand movements, turning to the little and close awaiting a response.
He’s one of the emergency caretakers of the SMP, if any little pings the emergency caretakers, the closest one to them arrives to the coords! So, he takes walks around the SMP to walk his dogs and look out for any scared or lost littles!
Does he spoil his littles? Yes, hundred times over yes.
After the Little’s Laws were signed, he was careful to watch for any signs of people slipping during battle, teaching people how to spot them and how to get the littles out of the situation as safely as possible.
When any little starts crying, he instinctively tries to find gold to give to them.
He is very tough on candy and sugar before and after meals, the milk he makes isn’t very sugary. He prefers to give tea instead, saying that the flowers are magic and good for littles to continue to be cool and strong!
Bedtime is bedtime, meal time is meal time. He is very strict because he cares about littles’ and their health! He does his best to not be very scary, but he apologizes with hugs, kisses, and lots of reassurances!
He makes little homework sheets when kids and toddlers are being rowdy or have too much energy for their age.
Techno likes silence, but he doesn’t mind a music disc or music box in the house.
The fireplace and stove are heavily guarded! Even sitting or standing too close gives littles warnings and a little bit in trouble!
♡ Make sure to take care of yourselves! It's very important to drink some water and eat a snack if you need to! Much love!
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Run. Run. Run was all that could go through his mind right now. Dream was chasing Tommy. Tommy just wanted to get away from there. Dream blew up Logstedshire; Tommy had nothing to lose, apart from his life apparently, which was what he was running for right now. After about 15 minutes of a very close chase between Tommy and Dream, Tommy seemed to outrun the elder, which he was ever so thankful for.
After running so far, Tommy was exhausted and rightfully so; he almost just died. He was so, so cold, he was stuck, surrounded by snow. The boy decided to walk north for a bit further, in hopes that he would find rescue, and just as he hoped, he did. In the distance, he saw a small spruce cottage, with smoke erupting from the chimney, signaling that someone lived there; whoever it was, Tommy prayed that it wasn’t Dream. Uh oh. His vision became dotted and he could barely see, that probably wasn’t good. Right as he reached the front door and was about to knock, his legs collapsed and his mind went blank. He had passed out.
3RD PERSON POV- WITH TECHNO
Technoblade finally had some time to himself. He’s been busy breeding the hounds and organising all day and he hadn’t had much time to relax in a while, and therefore he was now all cozy next to his fireplace, reading some books on greek mythology. He was pretty relaxed, well, until he heard a thud at his front door that is. He contemplated leaving it however his curiosity got the better of him. As he opened his door, he saw someone laying on the front step, ‘There’s no way that they’re older than 16.’ he thought to himself. Now, Techno is a ‘lone wolf’ as some might call it but he wasn’t gonna let some malnourished kid freeze to death on his front step. The man maneuvered the boy from outside onto his small couch; now that he got a better look at the boy, he couldn’t believe his eyes.
This frail, skinny boy was his younger brother. Worry filled Techno’s eyes, even though he pretended that the younger annoyed him ever so much, he had a soft spot for him, the kid could brighten anyone’s day by just saying hello. He had no idea what happened but that kid who was a ray of sunshine suddenly looked as if he hadn’t eaten in weeks and if anyone were to merely touch him, he’d crumble right then and there on the spot. Techno didn’t really know what to do except make Tommy comfortable until he woke up, and once he did, he’d ask him about everything. Techno couldn’t help but wonder what Tommy had gone through before he was there, ofcourse, he knew about Tommy’s exile but if it was like when he was exiled for the first time, Tommy wouldn’t be like this. Techno scoured his mind for what he knew of Tommy’s latest exile; Dream was to look after him, well clearly he wasn’t doing a good job. Oh fuck. Dream must have been abusing his little brother. With that thought, Techno stood up in rage. He was gonna kill that green bastard. That was until he heard stirring and a small whine from the couch. Whipping his head around, he saw Tommy try to sit up and ran over to him. The second that Tommy saw him he immediately started panicking. Techno being the awkward man he is, hugged Tommy in attempt to calm him down. This was gonna be a long night.
3RD PERSON POV- WITH TOMMY
Tommy opened his eyes to be in an unfamiliar place, so of course, his first instinct was to panic. He sat up as quickly as he could and looked around, he saw his older brother approach him. Still in his tired state, his mind was all over the place and all that was going through his mind was ‘POSSIBLE DANGER. RUN’. Before he could process what to do and where to go, Techno had seemingly sensed his anxiety and hugged him tightly. The physical affection seemed to do its job and calm the younger down but it also made him feel loved, something he hadn’t felt in such a long time. The overwhelming emotions made the boy burst into tears, something in his mind seemed to shift, it made him feel younger. However, that was utterly absurd, it must’ve been the stress getting to him. Oh no. Tommy realised what was happening, he almost forgot that he used to do this to cope during all the wars. Of course, nobody knew about it, he’d be caught dead before he let anyone know he regresses; however, his mind was too foggy right now to tell what was happening and therefore reciprocated the hug. Techno was surprisingly a good hugger, and when he finally let go after 5 minutes of a silent hug, only filled with Tommy’s little sniffles, the younger slightly whined at the loss of the calming touch. When Techno looked at Tommy’s eyes, something about them was.. different. They were filled with a somewhat childish innocence which made Techno suddenly feel so protective of him. Tommy seemed to come to his senses and tried to get out of headspace, which he somewhat succeeded at, and immediately apologised to his big brother. ‘I’m s-so sorry Techno- fuck- Imma go, imma go now,’’, Techno was now worried for his baby brother so he couldn’t let him get off the hook so easily. ‘Hey, Toms you’re not going anywhere, you’re clearly ill and I’m worried, tell me what’s going on, hm? You usually wouldn’t burst into tears just like that..’ Techno stated with clear worry in his voice. Tommy was contemplating just lying to Techno but he knew that it wouldn’t work. For someone who barely socialises, Techno is really good at reading people just like open books, so Tommy decided to, reluctantly, tell him about his regression above all of his other issues, seeing as he was already on the verge of regressing again. ‘Uh so about the crying thing.. have you ever heard of fuckin.. Age regression or little space of some sort?’ Tommy just hoped that this wouldn’t go badly. Techno of course, read a lot, so he had the general grasp of what Tommy was talking about, he guessed that his little brother regressed, and he couldn’t lie, just the thought of it was utterly adorable. The piglin hybrid noticed that he hadn’t actually answered Tommy’s question and nodded, ‘So.. you regress? I know a little bit about this stuff, do you wanna be little?’. If he was being completely honest, Tommy had no idea that Techno would be acting this accepting and.. caring? He subconsciously made the choice that Techno was friendly and it was okay to regress around him, and he gave a small nod, on the edge of completely slipping.
3RD PERSON POV- WITH TECHNO
Techno sat himself comfortably next to the younger boy, looking at him in awe; the boy was only 16 and he’d gone through multiple wars and several betrayals, he was so very strong, Techno couldn’t even begin to describe how proud he was. ‘Hey buddy how old are you feeling?’, Techno got a reply of Tommy shying away into his hands and raising 3 fingers. ‘Very small then hm? We should get you into something into a bit more warm, you look quite chilly buddy.’, Tommy made grabby hands at Techno and how could he deny such an adorable request? Techno lifted the skinny boy and brought him to his bedroom, placing him on his bed. Techno once again couldn’t help but get upset once again that his former friend hurt his baby brother; Tommy could have gotten frostbite or hypothermia with the tattered, thin clothes he had been wearing in such a cold biome. Techno finally fished out some joggers and a red hoodie he hadn’t worn in a long time. When he turned back from his closet to his bed, the sight he was met with nearly gave him a heart attack with how pure and adorable it was. Tommy was sat on the bed, knees tucked to his chest and played with his fingers softly, a tiny smile painted on his face. Sadly, this is the happiest Techno had seen Tommy in months, or years even. Techno sat on the bed, next to his younger brother, and helped him get dressed, slowly and carefully, making sure that he didn’t startle the baby. Techno picked Tommy back up and placed him back on the sofa; the two were just cuddling, that is until they heard the front door open. Tommy curled himself into a ball, while Techno protectively placed himself in front of him. The older was slightly relieved to see Phil in the doorframe, however he didn’t know how their father would react to Tommy’s regression, or whether Tommy would even want him to know: Techno could tell that Tommy was very shy and secretive about it. ‘Hey Techno, mate, who’s that?’ Phil asked, clueless about the stress that his sons were in because of his presence. Techno was almost physically sweating with the pressure being put on him, he awkwardly replied ‘Oh uh, hey Phil,’ Techno looked to Tommy who looked terrified. ‘Hey Toms? It’s just Phil, you’re okay..’ Techno whispered to the boy in attempt to calm him down; it seemed to work quite a bit. Unfortunately for the boys, Phil heard what Techno said and jumped at the opportunity to talk to his youngest son, ‘Did you say Tommy? Hello Toms, what’s up?’. Tommy froze and slowly looked up at his dad, tears gathering up in his eyes, Techno noticed and went to comfort his little brother. Phil was beyond confused, and did what anyone would do, ask what was going on. Techno looked to Tommy for approval before telling their dad, to which the boy nodded. With the knowledge Techno had gathered, he tried his best to answer Phil’s question; Phil is a nice guy, he helps anyone who needs it, and so he knew of quite a few coping mechanisms, and this was one of them. The eldest seemed to grasp onto the idea surprisingly quickly, and was immediately helping Techno coddle the younger. Neither of them could deny, the baby was adorable, babbling to himself and chewing on his fingers, which wasn’t exactly sanitary but adorable nonetheless. With the three being fully aware that Ghostbur wouldn’t mind this version of Tommy, and would have fun taking care of Tommy, Techno and Phil couldn’t help but hope that their family could grow close once again. Philza was sure to never let his baby boys go again, they would all rekindle their relationship with each other day by day, and soon were a fully functioning family once again.
would you be up to writin some headcanons of dsmp cg techno takin care of a regressed trans philza? if you're not comfy writin the trans part just cg!techno takin care of r!philza would be okay too
Yep!! I'm comfy with all of that!
-Phiiza absolutely loves to just make little miniture models of things, the problem is that when he's little he is a lot more clumsy, so half the time he messes it up and ends up yelling
-Techno usually teases him about it then has him help make hot chocolate
-Phil thinks he's self sufficient while little, he's not.
-Phil is older than most, like around 10, but he still has no clue how to deal with making his own food, so Techno has to
-Phil tried to have a day to himself and little but within like 2 hours he stole the leftovers from Techno's house then asked for something to do because he was bored
-Techno and him sometimes just walk around the houses in the arctic and talk about the projects Phil is working on, whether Phil is little or not, but they do it more so when Phil's little, as something to keep his mind going
-Phil climbs onto Techno a lot and doesn't move unless asked
-Phil, sitting on Techno's shoulders: hi mate! :>
-Ranboo: I- hi?
-Phil tried to land on Ranboo once, because he didn't realize how big he was, but they both ended up falling to the snow bc Ranboo is already top heavy from long legs
✦ Ranboo's caretakers are Techno and Phil! They both found out about Ranboo's age regression at the same time! They already had experience with littles because of Techno's time in Hypixel, and Phil's ages with war and conflict.
✦ Tubbo and Niki also care take of him, but aren't considered caretakers just yet!
✦They took to being his caretaker after Ranboo admitted to them he's very clumsy in littlespace, crying too much and forgetting to do somethings. Techno tends to take care of him for longer, since he stays at home more. Phil helps Ranboo when he's doing chores and in public, both in and out of littlespace!
✦ Ranboo likes to feel physically small during regression, so his quick to make a 'little room' when he moves into the Artic because he doesn't have to hide his regression anymore!
✦ He is very much so a cuddle bug, holding onto stuffies and caretakers whenever they let him. Ranboo adores being held, its not uncommon to see him balanced on someone's hip or sleeping in someone's lap.
✦ Phil and Techno learned to baby Ranboo when they notice he's stressed, so there are times were people have seen Ranboo holding hands with Techno walking down the Prime Path. Those pictures are not allowed to be used as teasing material after Eret's making of the Little's Rules!
✦ Ranboo regressed before the DreamSMP! He was part of the Hypixel's Smalls housing program, but after he got the join to the SMP, he only drops around for visits every once in a while to check in on somethings!
✦ Hypixel wasn't the nicest place to both big and little Ranboo, so he doesn't remember a ton from his time there. He tends to get smaller and cry a little when Phil, Techno, Tubbo or Niki try to get him to talk about it.
✧ Ranboo's a super creative little! He loves to act out stories with his stuffies, but sometimes he has to be reminded that they aren't actually mad at each other! Techno likes to hear his stories, helping him grow the story and voicing the other stuffies!
✧Niki made his stuffies, Tubbo commissions them! He has Ellie the enderperson, June the bunny, and Ban the fish!
✧ Ranboo's age range is 7-1! He gets smaller when he stop repressing regressing, which Phil helps with a lot and notices signs!
✧ Ranboo forgets to regress sometimes, and crashes down very hard. Niki helps him remember when he regresses, keeping a small log in her pocket.
✧ Ranboo has a Little Book, where he writes down what he needs to do and what he's done in littlespace! After Phil and Techno start to take care of him, they make a newer one with schedules and a rewards chart!
✧ Tubbo was the one to suggest the reward system, putting their differences aside and working together to help Ranboo!
✧ Ranboo is very shy and quiet, he normally only speaks in Ender and a mix of English and Ender. Phil knows Ender very well, and teaches Techno and Niki basic words since Ranboo sometimes slips during Syndicate meetings.
✧He loves to wear baggy t-shirts and long socks when he's little! His favourite one is purple, and he will only wear mismatching socks!
☆ Techno's nicknames for Ranboo: Prince, end prince, doll, sweetheart, and darling!
☆ Ranboo's nicknames for Techno: Mr. Blade, Tech, No-No, and Ba!
☆Phil's nicknames for Ranboo: Mister, Rannie, sweetie, pumpkin, and babyboy!
☆ Ranboo's nicknames for Phil: Pa, Dadza, Crow, and Papa!
☆Niki's nicknames for Ranboo: Angel, bunny, bun-bun, and starlight!
☆ Ranboo's nicknames for Niki: Ni, Ni-Ni, Chu, and Niha!
☆Tubbo's nicknames for Ranboo: Boo, little one, darling boy, and boop!
☆ Ranboo's nicknames for Tubbo: Tubbie, Buba, Bee, and Tub!
Hi! If its alright could I request caregiver Techno and regressor Ranboo where theyre going home at night and they get attacked by mobs which causes an already stressed ranboo to regress? Its okay if not! I love your blog!
Thank you!! I'm fine with all of that!
Summary: The syndicate deals with kinoko kingdom, then they all go home and Ranboo tries to deal with how he feels himself, but a little explosion cuts that off.
tw: it kinda seems like c!Karl slander but its not, Ranboo goes through a moral conflict, there's a small explosion in the paragraph where they're going through the portal
Kinoko Kingdom. It was their worst dealing with a country yet. Ranboo wanted to keep it more impartial, but Karl already admitted to using his power against his citizens, to be fair in trivial ways, but still being used. That went against what the syndicate stood for and thus, Ranboo was set against his own beliefs once again. He hardly knew anyone in Kinoko Kingdom, all he knew was that they were a monarchy and living on top of Niki.
They somehow managed to settle it peacefully. Without Ranboo there.
Instead of staying for debate, he stepped out like he had been offered to before and stayed in Niki’s house, sitting by the nether portal.
He just couldn’t do it. He knew he didn’t have any room to advocate for them, but he also didn’t have the attachment to put himself on the line for.
So, he sat by the portal, waiting, until Niki came by and smiled, saying they came to an agreement. Ranboo was far too stressed to understand the terms, just nodding along while Technoblade explained, Niki humming along in agreement. Niki seemed happy, and so did Techno, so Ranboo should have felt better, but he got himself so wound up that they might trust him less after this and of the possibility of him having to fight against his wants again, that he couldn’t sit still. He said his goodbyes to Niki, then followed Techno through the portal, holding a grass block he got from just outside Niki’s base, tucking it against himself. Technoblade managed to carry the conversation, explaining everything that had happened, joking about being disappointed that he didn’t get to use his withers again.
Ranboo walked through the portal and started walking home. Techno yelped and jumped to the side, just in time for Ranboo to turn around and see a creeper, throwing the dirt block at it as it blew up, tossing him to the ground in the snow. Techno snorted since Ranboo clearly wouldn’t be hurt, he was in netherite afterall, and walked over to help him up, “yeah, that block sure showed hi-”
Ranboo was clearly crying, but he tried to keep his head down when he took Technoblade’s hand, standing. Ranboo was way too tall for Technoblade to not see his face, though.
Techno made a nervous noise, then tried to get Ranboo into the gated area, “hey, hey, it’s fine. You know, we got plenty of pots. Ranboo, hey-” Ranboo shook his head and rubbed the tears away with his sleeve, still whimpering.
He rubbed Ranboo’s shoulder, then paused, “wait- do- do your tears have water?”
Ranboo gave a little nod, following Techno inside.
“Bruh, you rolled like the worst genetics possible.”
Ranboo gave a little tired laugh and took Techno’s hand off of him, then whined at the tears, sitting down on the couch, trying to dry them off without getting some other part of him wet. Technoblade used some tissues to wipe it up, then looked at the tracks under Ranboo’s eyes, “wow. Really got that main character mark.”
Ranboo hummed and looked down.
Techno got up and grabbed some healing pots, “you okay though? Like really?”
Ranboo messed with his gloves and shook his head.
Techno looked Ranboo over, “do you not have protection on there or something?”
Ranboo looked confused then pointed at his own armor and nodded to say that it did have protection on it.
“Then what's wrong?”
Ranboo pulled up his communicator and typed out, ‘Im little.’
Techno sighed, looking at it on his after he heard the beep, “Yeah, I know that, but like- come on, you’ve been off all day, and the creeper was the thing to make you drop?”
Ranboo stared at Techno with big eyes, but Techno didn’t look back until he sat down. “Let’s get some healing pots on there. I’ll try not to look.”
Ranboo nodded and leaned forward into the rag with the healing potion on it, letting Technoblade put it over the scar.
Techno finished and stood up, “alright, I’ll get enderchest for you and the block, you stay here.” Technoblade pulled a blanket from under the couch and put it on top of Ranboo, then left.
Ranboo never told Technoblade that he regressed but somehow Techno knew it. Maybe he was just that easy to read. But this blanket smelled like Ranboo’s laundry despite the fact he’d never seen it before. It was a quilt made probably by Techno, seeing as he knew Phil didn’t sew, but it was still weird to him.
But it was smooth and thick so Ranboo didn’t care, just curling up and getting comfortable in the blanket.
Techno came back and placed enderchest on Ranboo’s legs, then plopped a block of green wool on Ranboo’s chest.
Ranboo let out a little vwoop for the first time around Techno, then immediately stuffed his face into the block in embarrassment.
Enderchest crawled up onto Ranboo’s stomach and leaned against the block Ranboo was squeezing.
Techno sat on what little was left of the couch, grabbing a book from the same place the blanket came from. He flipped to somewhere near the middle, then started to read, adding his own commentary along with it. It was a book of fairy tales.
Ranboo looked up as Techno began describing a cruel kingdom, making Ranboo whimper and sit up some.
Techno looked over, then set the book down, “okay, something’s up.”
Ranboo looked down and hugged the block some more, shaking his head.
“You know you don’t have to be part of the syndicate, Ranboo.”
Ranboo let out a whine at that.
“Man, come on, just- okay, what’ll get you to sleep today?”
Ranboo shrugged and looked around the room, then stared at the little record played to the side left over from Tommy.
Techno hummed, “sorry, kid, I don’t have a disk.”
Ranboo ran his hands over the wool, then took in a little breath, “I do.”
Techno frowned softly, then nodded, “okay, in your house, right?”
Ranboo nodded, then smiled a bit when Enderchest nuzzled his hand.
Techno left again, going for the disks.
Ranboo talked softly in ender to his cat, laughing every once in a while. Enderchest seemed very happy with that, purring against him.
Techno finally came back and decided to go with chirp, placing it into the player.
With the blanket, block, cat, and music, Ranboo fell asleep before the song was over. Technoblade laughed gently and kept playing the song over and over until Ranboo started sleep talking. He sat next to him, then grabbed the book again and went back to reading the start.
Warnings: crying, descriptions of pain, hurt/comfort
You reach out, a bit hesistent to bug techno while he was working. The two of you were doing some reorganizing in the chests around his home. Unfortunately, you were starting to feel tired, small, and a bit fuzzy. You quietly withdraw your hand so as not to disturb him, choosing instead to return to the task at hand.
You were helping organize and take stock of the potions so you knew what to make in the morning. As you were placing one of the bottles into the chest it slipped out of your hand. The bottle hit the floor and there was a sharp popping sound as the delicate splash potion broke open. You felt the harming potion like a white hot bolt shooting through you. You yelp, stumbling back from the chest, tears welling up in your eyes. Techno whipped around to face you, his maskless face showing an instense expression of concern. luckily he had been out of range of the potion. The sudden pain made you feel light headed and short of breath. You laid back onto the floor choking back sobs.
"Y/N! Hold on," he lifts your head into his lap, uncorks a healing potion and presses it to your lips "It's ok bubs, I've got you, drink this it'll help."
As he gently strokes your hair, you finish off the potion. To your surprise it tasted sweet, like melons. He hums approvingly and smiles down at you when he feels you gently squeeze his arm.
"t'anks techie" you mumble, suddenly feeling extra small. He pulls you into a hug and gives you a kiss on the top of the head.
"hey little one, lets take a break, yeah?" you nod into his chest and make an affirming hum. "What do you say to getting dressed for bed and I read you a bedtime story?"
"That souns nice." You say softly.
Technoblade lifts you up as though you weigh nothing at all. Every now and then you forget your carer is the feared Blade. He walks with you into your room that he set up in his house, and gently places you on the bed.
"Alright bubs, what do you want to wear to bed," he holds up two onesies of yours, "The sunflowers or the paw prints?"
"Dat one pease," you point to the sunflower patterned one. He smiles warmly at you.
"Sounds good, sunshine" you giggle cheerily, " Oh? Does my little one like the new nickname?"
"Ya! Is cute!" Techno ruffles your hair then helps you change into the comfy garment. He hands you the matching yellow paci, with a clip.
"Alright, what story do you want to hear today, sunshine?" You hum a bit thinking, before reaching over to grab a very special stuffie off the bed to cuddle with.
"Wanna hear the Potato story again."
He reclines on the pillows opening his arms for you. Curling into his chest, you clutch gently onto Wilby's orca and your raccoon. You drift softly off to sleep to the story of the great potato war.
