I promised I'd try to do someone other than Grian and Martyn, so here, have Jimmy, Joel, and Lizzie lmao.
BUUUUT you can still put them in there!
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When Joel and his wife Lizzie had decided to adopt a child, they'd both talked a long time about it, trying to decide whether to take a baby or a older child, they'd eventually decided on a older child.
They both remembered how things were for Joel's friend Impulse in the system, so it seemed a better idea to give a kid a chance when they knew most other couples would be taking the toddlers and infants.
Also, Lizzie's mother, who was a literal ocean goddess, approved of the plan, so that was that.
At the adoption center, there were a bunch of kids. toddlers screaming, older teens hiding in the corners, younger kids yelling even louder.
"You might want to see the babies," The woman leading said, laughing nervously. "These kids are terrors if you hang around too long-"
"No thanks, we want to see some of the older children first," Joel objected quickly. "Let us take a look around, please."
The woman frowned. "....Ok."
She left.
Lizzie was standing, watching the many children around. Most were either playing in the toy area or lounging against the walls or on the couches.
"They're all so energetic," Lizzie said.
"You're telling me, they're worse than Cleo's kids." Joel agreed. "And Ryan -I mean Scar- has already pulled his first TnT wall stunt. But I think that's ok."
They stood around, wandering the room a little, trying to talk to a few of the kids. Some were salty, others shy, some rude, some overexcited. One piglin hybrid just looked at them and said 'the voices keep chanted for blood'.
Then suddenly, Lizzie grabbed Joel's hand.
"Look!" She was subtly gesturing at a small avian hybrid near the beanbags.
He was alone, wearing a red backpack, a ragged blue sweater, and black pants. His hair was a messy blonde, and his wings were yellow, eyes a wide blue. He looked incredibly nervous and was hunching in on himself, wings tucked close, clinging to his backpack straps. He looked about eight.
Glancing at each other, Joel and Lizzie wandered over, trying to look friendly. The boy blinked up at them, his big pointed ears pinned low.
"Hey, kid," Joel crouched down on one knee. "I'm Joel, and this is my wife, Lizzie. What's your name?"
The little boy blinked at them, seeming to weigh his options before mumbling over the other kids' noises.
"Jimmy. I'm Jimmy."
”No, no.” The man backed up from the other. The bridge felt cold, everything around him felt cold.
“We’re not doing this again,” his voice cracks, faux laughter shining through. It’s impulsive as his hand drifts to his sword. Sword. Sword or pickaxe? Last time-
“Why not, Mumbo?”
There it is. That same coy voice, that same bloodied sweater. That same sly smile. Those same blank eyes.
“I’m not joining your team again. We’re not- you’re not fooling me again!”
”Mumbo-“
The hand on his shoulder retracts, and all goes silent. It’s then, that the facade falls away.
“Impulse!” He bends down, reaching a hand out to where his sword opened the other’s arm. “Holy- I’m sorry!”
Yet Impulse smiles, munching on a potato gifted by the mustached man. Quickly enough, Skizz helps him up. And then there was Grian.
“Mumbo,” the avian’s head tilts to the side, almost to an unnatural degree. “What were you seeing? Are you okay?”
Frankly, he’s not sure if he’s okay. There is a lot running through his head, but to put it into words . . . he simply shrugs.
“Could be better.”
This time, Skizz chimes in. “Well, we were going to ask if you wanted to go ghost hunting down in the Deep Dark, but seeing your reaction, I’d guess you’ll pass.”
At that, the man nods. “Yeah. No, yeah, I’m not feeling it today. Sorry. Um, go ask Gem. I’m sure she’d love to.”
His voice trails off as the sensations of the world fall back into him. The grass, the warm air, and the magnificent people and their builds all around him. He’s home. Not there. Home.
“ . . . Can we get off my bridge? I- um. I think I’m going to go lie down.”
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Idea : what if everyone somewhat remembers what happened during the Life Series, but only the Winners remember everything that happened?
pretending you're a couple to get a discount on valentine’s day; mcyt x reader
+ happy valentine’s day <3 all things done in this are done consensual!
promt: “look! there's a discount for couples!” “we're not a couple?” “they don't have to know.”
♡ dream ♡:
tease tease tease
absolutely tries to make you flustered the whole time
he honestly doesn’t really care about the discount as much as he cares about making that blood rush to your cheeks
and he sure succeeds when he twirls a piece of hair out of your face with a smirk on his face, putting that same hand into the back pocket of your jeans
hits you up with some sweet talk while the cashier is beeping in your list of tech equipment, maintaining eye contact with you only
you can’t breathe the whole time
he makes sure to hint that he meant every single move he made after you’d left the store
♡ georgenotfound ♡:
he makes it so obvious that you’re not actually a couple, it’s crazy that the waiter even gives you the discount
“ew! why are you touching me?” “george!” he is an idiot
he manages to redeem himself by taking pictures of you with his phone like a real instagram husband while the waiter is looking, and you figured that’s why you got the discount
you make him pay for the food so you’re even after his horrible attempt at pretending to be your boyfriend
he makes up for it later again though when he actually becomes your boyfriend
♡ sapnap ♡:
discount? getting close to you? it’s like music to his ears
you don’t even get to finish your sentence before his hand is in yours, dragging you to the front desk of the hotel lobby
you’re staring at the manager with wide eyes as your “partner” says, “a one-bed room, please. the best, of course, for my wife.”
what. the. fuck
you’re freaking out inside while the manager finds you a room on the computer, adding the discount to the bill
when he’s paid, he wraps an arm around you as you leave the lobby to find your room. you’re a flustered mess
reaching your room, you remember something again and push at his chest lightly;
“why did you get us a one-bed room?!”
it was secretly his plan all along ;)
♡ badboyhalo ♡:
he thinks it’s the best idea you’ve ever had
I honestly don't think bad will have any chill at all - if anything he’s blatantly trying to hit on you the entire time
swings his arm around you and pulls you into him, like it’s what he’s been doing every day for his entire life
you have never seen this side of him before, so it’s a little surprising, but you're liking it
with both of your amazing acting skills combined (if you were even acting, cause at this point it’s looking pretty real) you manage to get the discount with ease
he treats you for some ice cream for “doing such a great job” even though he was literally the once carrying the team (no offence) to whole time
♡ technoblade ♡:
he thinks you’re crazy for even bringing up the idea, but he’s definitely not against it either
he sucks at acting like he’s in a relationship with you, though
you have to take initiative, intertwining your fingers and stepping closer to him when the cashier shoots you a suspicious glare, not entirely believing that you were a couple
techno immediately gets pulled out of his zoned out state. seeing how the cashier was about to speak up and probably not give you a 50% discount (50 percent!!), he grabbed you by the chin and crashed his lips on yours
it was hard not to look shocked at his act of impulse, but he was ready to risk it all for that 50%, putting all embarrassment and awkwardness aside
he might’ve kissed you later too, but this time it wasn’t for a discount
♡ wilbur soot ♡:
he is either completely up for it, or doesn’t want to do it at all. depends on his mood
but when he is, he does not hold back with the teasing. or the pet names.
“my little honey pie,” “you’re so cute, darling,” “hmm, I don’t know. what does my one and only ray of sunshine want for brunch🥰”
you want to choke on your pancake and die
he’s so embarrassing. it’s like he doesn’t know what being in a relationship is like
but alas, you get the discount. you’re not sure if it’s because they actually believed you were a couple, or if they were just to scared to start a discussion on whether you were a couple or not due to what they saw of wilbur
this will be an inside joke between you forever and, yeah, wilbur will use it against you in any given situation just to make you feel embarrassed
♡ corpse husband ♡:
shy corpse, shy corpse
it’s definitely a sight for sore eyes, how he morphs into a ball of shyness when you bring it up
usually he’s the one leaving you all shy and flustered, but the fact that you brought it up so casually was what left him speechless
you both have your own ways of showing love, and you use them to your advantage; he does all the sweet talk and pet names and you do all the touching
your method works perfectly, and you get the discount with no suspicions aimed towards you
confident corpse is back though, and for the rest of the day, he pretends that you're still a couple by continuing with the pet names
♡ karl jacobs ♡:
karl has a hard time with not giving away that you’re not a couple
by constantly giggling every two seconds because “you keep touching me so much”
which is a fair statement seeing as you keep your fingers interlocked with his as you admire the different scented candles
not that he’s any better with the incoming kisses every now and then; forehead, nose, hand, you name it
while you're looking all cutesy and couple-y, you both make sure to stack the fuck up on all the things you’ve ever desired to buy from bath and body works now that it’s so cheap for you
and when you come home, karl is ready for the haul and you're ready to jump into a hot bath and smell amazing
a success, indeed
♡ quackity ♡:
he is screaming on the inside the entire time
oh, wait, did I say on the inside? I meant he is literally panicking loud and proud right there in front of the cashier the second you grab his hand
you make eye contact with the cashier and just shake your head at her, not to mind him, and she pretends that he isn't acting fucking crazy right now out of kindness
you’re thankful, because it also means that your lie is more believable when you say “honey, calm down, we’ll be home soon,” and he freaks out even more at the pet name
you’re killing him right now
he kind of plays along after the shockwave is over, and you guys actually get the discount
he won't stop talking about the moment you held his hand for the rest of the day - the rest of his life, actually
♡ tommy ♡:
thriving, tommy takes this opportunity to get as close to you as possible, swinging a heavy arm over your shoulders as he moves closer to you on the booth seat with a proud smile on his face
you’re about to push him off of you when the waiter comes to take your order, and you remember what you’re doing again
wilbur is losing his shit on the other side of the table as he watches tommy confidently place his order while you sit uncomfortably, not forgetting to mention the discount
when the waiter is gone, you push him off and cross your arms. he pouts.
“come on, y/n. can I at least hold your hand?”
“no!”
he ends up doing it anyway later on and now you’re both blushing while wilbur is third wheeling in the background
♡ tubbo ♡:
doesn't think that much of it to start with
that is until you ruffle his hair up, hold his hand in yours, bat your eyes at him and kiss his cheek. his cheek! he was about to combust
he is actually very good at talking around it without showing how flustered he is
you don't even notice until his palm starts sweating in your grasp
anyways, you guys successfully convince the person behind the desk to give you the discount, so now you have full access to the ice skating rink
you both kinda glaze over the “acting like a couple” incident, and have a good time
he ends up reaching for your hand so you could skate around hand in hand cause he misses the touch
♡ ranboo ♡:
flirt mode; on
if you haven’t heard about the volleyball story, boy are you in for a ride
leans over to whisper sweet nothings into your ear as you wait for the cashier to scan the barcode on your items
his hand is placed on your waist before he gets his card out and tells the cashier; “anything for my girl/boy/s/o,” and you die on the spot
the cashier shoots him a look as they put the pop figure in a bag. how romantic. you jab him in the side when they aren’t looking, to which he only smirks back and winks at you
you start wondering if he was playing along or if he was actually serious. nonetheless, you were a flustered mess when you exited the shop
My fantasy is hearing Sapnap slip into his southern accent. Just imagine the pet names like, darlin’ and sweetheart <3
thank you!! <3333 youre so much fun to interact it <3
{Darlin'} Sapnap x Reader
pronouns: not mentioned but common female nicknames
word count: 328
trigger warnings: swearing
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“What da hell you doing in there?” You hear Sapnap call from the hallway, clearly just have woken up.
“I’m making pancakes?” You questioned. “I don't see what’s wrong about that.”
“What’s wrong is that you’re burnin’ somethin’ in der!” He entered the kitchen, still in his pajamas. “It god damn woke me up!”
You sighed, “I’m not burning anything in here and I would've woken you up in a couple of minutes anyways, I’m nearly done.”
You felt Sapnap wrap his arms around your waist as you flipped the last of the pancakes. He buried his head into your shoulder and pressed a gentle kiss to your neck, “It would've been nicer waking up to my darlin’s gorgeous face, now wouldn't it be?”
You shook your head and blushed at the nickname. You could tell he was up late last night editing videos. You actually fell asleep before he was done, so it was a nice surprise to see he actually fell asleep in bed with you, and not at his desk, “Maybe, cowboy.”
He let go of you repulsively, “Who da hell you callin’ ‘cowboy’? I ain't no goddamn cowboy!”
You chuckled, “You don't even realize your accent is slipping out, do you?”
Sapnap’s cheeks ran red from embarrassment and he hid his face in his hands, “God damn it! I’m sorry, sweetheart, I’m just really tired this morning and not really thinking.”
You frowned as he forced himself out of his accent, “Nooooo!” You placed the pancakes onto separate plates and set them aside before taking Sapnap’s hands in yours and forcing them around your neck. He looked up at you innocently like an angel and attempted not to smile. “Don’t hide your accent! It’s so cute and I don't get it often.”
He chuckled and went back into his accent, “You like the way I sound, miss?”
You tugged at his waist, pulling him closer to you, “I could listen all goddamn day.”
Sypnosis- what I imagine the bench trio would be like filming a video of them babysitting a toddler
Genre-imagine\headcanon\drabble twords at the end
Trigger warnings- none I don't think
notes-this is not edited and I'm sure its terrible it might be better when I take the time to revise it I didn't really know what to do so this is set in irl not canon to the dream smp. (It gets better twords the end)
Absolute chaos.... I'm going to write these in head canon form real quick
the video would be for Tommy's vlog Channel.
tommy Would be acting like a child as much as the kid was.
Tubbo was the one who actually upheld most of the instructions of the 'babysitting' work since he is the only one who actually had experience having an younger sibling as a kid.
even if tubbo had more experience i feel like ranboo would be the only one who would be the most responible out of all of them, and i feel like the toddler would be slightly scared of him at first😂and I feel like he's awkward around kids, or has no idea particualarly what to do with them,NGL. but there is also that part where I think he could be great and would completely vibe with the child and motherboo would really shine.
Phil is called when the trio would deffo try and teach it how to play Minecraft.
Tommy would be running around giving the kid ice cream and shit or if you handed him the child he would like hold it the wrong way like upside down by its ankles, and ranboo would be carrying all the bags of stuff as they run around town
tommy and tubbo together would be speed gremlins running around buying a bunch of stuff as the kid hangs from Tommy's side.
Drabble:
Omg if the kid got hurt, when tommy insisted on giving them a piggy back ride and Ended up running and falling and now they won't stop crying-
Ranboo would be trying to get the child to stop crying while holding them and just making them cry even more: Don’t weep for the stupid. You’ll be crying all day! *continues to cry* You know what cry, cry, cry-
Tubbos texting phil:
Tubbo: IT WONT STOP CRYING HOW CAN WE GET IT TO STWOP CRING
phil:you guys are in care of an actual living child!?? Please call Wilbur for the safety of that thing.
tubbo:i tried to write ‘I'm a functional adult’ but my phone changed it to ‘fictional adult’ and i feel like that’s more accurate.
Meanwhile*
Tommy on call with Wilbur: wilbur we are taking care of a child and in need of your assistance,looks at the kid next to him, "no no no don't cry!!" " they are crying because they have fallen.. And I now have grass in my mouth because I might have been the reason.
Wilbur:...This is one of those moments where it doesn't really matter what I have to say, isn't it?
I feel like if Wilbur showed up,with the help of wiki-how and Phil on the phone. they would be fine for the rest of the day. Wilbur would be shaking his head acting like he doesn't know them if he did show up and immediately take the child from their hands.
If someone walked passed them before will got there. you would think they kidnapped the kid.
ranboo looks really suspicious looking like a drug dealer With his mask and glasses and tall lanky figure while tommy and tubbo look like his evil henchmen.
At some point a random lady would walk up and ask if she could help or if "their mother knew where the child was"
As expected it would be a funny video but chaotic and viewers would honestly be praying for the child's safety at times cause these three together are chaos.
Could I totally request a small angst of a reader who is dating Technoblade suddenly going missing only for everyone to find her weeks later in Dreams collection room, similar to how Dream has a cage for Skeppy? Cause it’s the one thing the blood god cares about? Like all the angst and grief Techno goes through trying to find her and how he just becomes more unhinged or maybe Dream taunting him once they all found out like “do you want to know exactly how long it took her to stop calling for you? Do you want to know the exact moment she gave up ever seeing you again? Do you want to know the exact second she became mine to control instead of yours to love?”
Ever with love - 🌻
🌻, your brain is so big. I love your ideas so much, they’re always so flipping good.
A Part of the Collection-Technoblade x gn!reader
Techno was going crazy.
No one had heard or seen you for two weeks. You told him you were going to visit the nearby village and that you’d be back in a few days. For the first few days, Techno and you chatted consistently through your communicators. But then you stopped responding to his messages.
After two days with no response, Techno himself made his way to the village to search for you. You’re not there. The villagers tell him that you had got what you went there for but that you had left a few days prior. With this information, Techno calculates that your messages stopped when you got about halfway back home.
He thanks the villagers before heading back out. He heads to the main area of the SMP and asks around. He literally questions everyone as to whether or not they’ve seen you.
It’s no’s at every turn.
It takes everything Techno has to hold himself back. To not storm into each and everyone’s home and property and tear it apart in search of you. He does force his way inside everyone’s home to “talk” to them. Most people just let him in and do what he needs, well aware of the situation and the worries at hand.
Especially with the upcoming plan.
Techno forgot about the plan. Forgot about the help that his younger brother was soon going to need as he and Tubbo came to face Dream in what was being referred to as ‘the final showdown.’ He has to be there to help take down Dream. He’s the best PVPer on the SMP, he knows that, everyone knows that. He’s the Blood God after all. He takes care of those he loves, would go to the ends of the earth to protect them, and Tommy needed protecting.
The choice for him was hard. Techno knew that while everyone was busy with Dream, he could do a more thorough search through everything to try and find you. But he also knew he needed to be there to protect his brother. His baby brother that was on his last cannon life that Techno knew Dream would do anything to take.
It tore him up inside ,which in turn caused him to tear things up. The house looked like a tornado went through it. Techno had been spiraling the night before the final battle. He was angry. Angry at you for not coming home or answering his messages, angry at himself for not being able to find you and make sure you were safe. Angry at not being able to protect you and take care of you. Angry that he let you go by yourself even though you very clearly wanted him to come with you. Angry that he can’t find you and that no one knew where you were. Angry that he had made a promise to his little brother and that he had to be at the final battle instead of out searching for you.
All of that anger built up inside of him and burst. The outcome was his knocking chests over, spilling their contents onto the ground. The paintings on the walls were slightly crooked and torn due to his rampage. The furniture was misplaced and books were strewn about the room.
Heavy breaths racked his chest as his ruby eyes scanned the destroyed rooms. A heavy weight sat in his heart and his stomach. Guilt quickly replaced the anger inside him as he collapsed to his knees. His hands reach out and connect with the ground in order to steady himself. His fingers clutch at a fabric spilled from one of the chests.
It’s your old cape. The one you wore before you stole his cape. It looked better on you anyway. Techno brings the cape up to him and nuzzles his face into the fabric, trying to find a slight bit of comfort in it. It still smells like you. Being tucked away for so long hadn’t let it lose the piece of you that usually clings to the fabrics you wear.
Your scent calmed him, only slightly though. He still felt guilty, but with this small piece of fabric, he could pretend you were here, tucked into him, safe.
It was cold.
Being underground, surrounded by obsidian, trapped in a hole by iron bars made things cold. You were exhausted. You weren’t sure how long you’d been there. Been in Dream’s collection room. Dream had explained it to you when you woke up. You were the most important thing to Techno, the only thing he was attached to.
You tried to call out for him. You first thought you were somewhere near the SMP, hoping either he would hear you or someone else would hear you and tell him… then Dream told you where you were. It didn’t stop you calling out for him though. You called for him until your throat was raw and sore. But even after, you were stubborn in your resolve. Telling Dream that he would never get away with this.
“That’s the thing my dear… I already have. No one has seen you since you left the village. No one knows what happened to you and no one knows where you are. You simply… have disappeared.”
His words hurt you. They worried you. He was right. He had kidnapped you while you were on your way back from the village. He had your communicator. You were gone. No one knew where you were. Did they even care you were gone? You tried to hold up your resolve, but Dream’s words hit your head hard, and he knew it. The blond simply smirked after watching you for a moment before walking away and leaving you to your spiraling thoughts.
You were exhausted. Your mind was tired, your emotions depleted, your body sore. Everything hurt. You missed Techno more than anything. Your heart ached more and more with each passing day. Did they even care or notice you were gone? Did Techno miss you too? Was he looking for you?
A voice broke you out of your thoughts. For a moment you thought it to be Dream, coming back to taunt you more… But it wasn’t. It was a familiar voice, one you hadn’t heard in a while. But you would be able to tell who that voice belonged to anywhere.
It was Tommy.
Why is Tommy here?
You manage to make it to your feet and stumble forward, catching yourself on the iron bars. You pressed your cheek against them and looked out as far as you could. You could make out three bodies there. Tommy, Dream… and… Tubbo. The third seemed to be Tubbo.
Why? Why were they here? What is going on?
The three then turned and began walking toward you. As they drew closer, you could hear Dream giving the boys the same spiel he had given you about the server’s attachments. The things people cared about more than anything.
“Tommy! Tubbo!” You couldn’t help but croak out, your hand reaching out of the cell.
“Y/N!” The boys both scream in unison, racing toward you. Tommy’s hand grabs yours and you almost cry at the warm contact. You’ve been in here for what felt like forever. You hadn’t had any friendly touch, let alone any warmth. It felt nice to be seen as a friend again and to see a friend.
Before any of you can say anything, Dream’s hands clamp on the shoulders of the two boys and rip them away from you. A dry sob escapes your throat at the loss of contact. “No touching.” Dream barks, forcing them back down the hall and away from you.
“Please,” you beg, wanting just a bit longer to be with them. But Dream ignores you and continues to walk away. Tommy and Tubbo try to fight, to turn around and come back to you, but they can’t. Dream’s grip is too tight and too strong.
You’re left all alone yet again. Small tears begin to stream down your cheeks as you back up again, your back hitting the wall, and sliding down to a sitting position. You can vaguely hear what’s going on in the other room, but not very well. Everything seems so far away. To get a glimpse of the outside world through another person only to have it ripped away from you just as you get a taste takes a toll on a person, especially one as exhausted as you.
You’re zoned out for the most part, just hoping Tommy and Tubbo would be okay. You’re suddenly brought back to reality though when a lot of footsteps and voices joined you in the underground. It was hard, but once again you manage to stand up and brace yourself against the iron bars. Pressing your cheek to the cool metal, you let out a gasp as you can see everyone. It’s everyone. Everyone in the SMP was there.
Your eyes scanned the crowd and caught on the familiar pink hair of your boyfriend. You could sob. If you weren’t so exhausted you would be already. He had come for you. He was there. Techno was there.
You couldn’t exactly tell what was going on, but you didn’t care. Your heart soared as mostly everyone turned around to face the collections hall and begin making their way down it.
Puffy led the pack and was the first to see you. A gasp ripped from her throat as her eyes met yours. Heads turn to look toward her and more gasps sounded in the room. “Y/N,” the Captain breathes out just above a whisper.
You’re about to respond when another voice interrupts you. “Y/N?” Techno shoves his way to the front, pushing people out of the way, not caring enough to ask them to move. He comes to a full stop in front of you and stares at you with wide eyes.
“Hi,” you croak out.
Techno takes a step back and you’re hurt. Why is he moving away from you? Does he not want you anymore? Why would he--
Your thoughts are cut off by the sound of iron breaking. Something that would typically take four or five swings, is broken in just one by your boyfriend Techno. The bars are gone. You’re free. Techno tosses the pickaxe back into his inventory and stalks forward. Before you can do or say anything, you’re being pressed into Techno’s chest.
The warmth from him immediately seeps into your skin and floods through your whole body. Techno always tends to run hot, being part piglin does that, but you’ve never been more thankful for it than right now. You nuzzle your face into his chest, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tightly.
He holds you the same way. Techno is scared that if you were to pull away, you would disappear again. That he would be alone again. He doesn’t want to be without you. Techno presses you close to his chest, and presses his face into the top of your head. His lips give your head sweet kisses as he revels in the fact that you’re safe now. You’re safe with him.
You two are hugging like that for a while, but all too soon it’s time to go. You want to get home, change clothes, get something to eat, and fall asleep next to your lover. Techno lets go of the hug, but immediately grabs your hand and leads you out of the cell. He wraps his arm around you and pulls you tightly to his side. The two of you walk out into the main room together… Just in time to see Dream being led away by Sam.
Dream smirks at the sight of you. “You know… of all of the attachments I gathered, I’ve got to say, collecting them was my favorite. The others didn't know what was happening. Being inanimate or an animal… A pet. But they were your pet. They could talk. And oh boy did they talk.”
Techno’s jaw clenched as Dream spoke. He just wanted the green clad bastard to shut up and go to prison, but he just kept talking. “They called for you. Their screams echoed off of the obsidian, begging for you to come save them but you never showed… Do you want to know?”
Techno knew he shouldn’t get involved, shouldn’t respond and give him what he wanted, but he couldn’t help himself. “Know what?”
“Do you want to know exactly how long it took for them to stop calling for you? Do you want to know the exact moment they gave up ever seeing you again? Do you want to know the exact second they became mine to control instead of yours to love?”
Techno’s jaw clenched even harder. He saw red. Without realizing it, he left your side. His arm unwrapped from around you, causing you to protest and try to hold on to him, but he was too far gone. Techno marched forward, drew his fist back, and punched Dream square in the face. The smirk from Dream’s lips fell as Techno’s punches began rolling in faster and harder.
Techno was livid. Livid that Dream could even think that for a moment that he had any say over you and what you did. That you were anything other than the one he loves and the one that loves him. You were his. No one else’s. His.
Sam was the one to pull Techno off, but he fought it. Dream just lost two cannon lives, Techno wanted to take the third. Techno fought against Sam tooth and nail, trying desperately to continue. It’s not until he feels a gentle hand on his arm does he stop. The touch is familiar, one he’s been missing for weeks now.
It’s yours.
He stops fighting the creeper hybrid and turns to you. Your big, watery eyes meet his and he immediately feels all the anger leave his body. The voices that were screaming to kill a moment ago suddenly switch their tune, telling him to protect you, take care of you, wrap you in his arms and not let go until you got home.
That’s just what he does.
Without another word, Techno scoops you into his arms bridal style. He then walks to the portal and with a small nod to the rest of the group, disappears into the nether. You’re in his arms the entire journey through the nether and the nether portal near your guys’ shared home. The warmth of the hug paired with the warmth of Techno’s body fills your whole body and causes your toes to curl.
The tundra is freezing and immediately depletes a lot of the warmth you had just gained, but Techno is quick to wrap his cape around you and make haste to get you inside. The house is still a mess, you’re about to ask why when you catch sight of the paintings that were torn by his hand, and you immediately understand. So you choose to say nothing and just enjoy when Techno carries you into your room.
He sets you down and helps you change into clean and warm clothes before helping you crawl into bed. Techno wraps the two of you up in the blankets before pulling you close to him. Your head and hands rest on his chest while his arms wrap around you and rest on your back. Soft patterns are traced on your back, lulling you to sleep.
“I love you. I love you so much. You’re not going anywhere without me ever again.”
You know that that’s physically impossible and that there would be times he wouldn’t be able to go with you, but right now that didn’t matter. You nod against his chest. “I love you too. Please don’t leave me.”
“I won’t, my love. I’m right here.”
You let out a small sigh and sink into him even more at the comforting words. The past couple of weeks exhaustion wash over you and you fall asleep before you know it.
Techno stays awake for longer though. He stays awake and just watches you. His eyes study your face and his arms tighten around you. You’re here. You’re in his arms. You’re safe. He repeats that mantra to himself over and over again as he looks you over.
Finally he decides he’s too tired to stay awake, the past two weeks also having taken a huge toll on his mental and physical health. Techno’s arms wrap around you a bit tighter and hold you a bit closer. He presses a soft kiss to your forehead and then your head before settling in for the night. His eyes close and he takes a deep breath in through his nose, inhaling your scent which makes him relax even more.
Ending sucked, but the idea was amazing so praise 🌻 because she deserves it. I hope that I did this justice! Thank you so much for letting me write it!!
