“And looking at Tommy’s peaceful face was what finally, finally, made Technoblade—emperor of ice, blood god, destroyer of worlds—cry.”
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“And looking at Tommy’s peaceful face was what finally, finally, made Technoblade—emperor of ice, blood god, destroyer of worlds—cry.”
Hi no im not okay (second is a sad-ist redraw)
"How do you live with the destruction you leave in your wake?"
It was a particularly bad day, Techno thought, as he threw his weapon across the room. The blade hit the wall uselessly, clattering to the floor. From where he stood, he could see the bend of the sword, the new imperfection seeming to glow with the sunlight, taunting him. Any harder and the blade might’ve shattered.
How do you live with the destruction you leave in your wake?
A cacophony of whispers and murmurs echoed in his ears, crescendoing to a deafening roar, until all phrases and words were indecipherable. The voices were loud, inharmonious in their taunts and jests, and insensitive as they pushed the blood god into a negative space of mind.
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aka i updated this fic after three months for christmas :D
this is a passerine/dsmp crossover in which dsmp!tommy (kinda) is somehow transported into the passerine verse :) shenanigans ensue after tommy wakes up in p!wilbur's arms
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just realised pass!techno was in pass!tommy’s life three years longer than pass!phil was...