please god let me out of front. 😔😔 I’m tired of this shit.
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please god let me out of front. 😔😔 I’m tired of this shit.
human form alert.
Full body of my insys appearance. Piglin form specifically. (Which is most of the time.)
hullooo. my name is avenir (primarily) but I go by other names.
I am a c!Technoblade introject, my pronouns are he/any. I’m an achillean cysman and I am very happily taken and closed.
I don’t consider myself super attached to my source? Maybe like a 4/10. Not sure how to rate it. I don’t mind sourcemates interactin as long as you’re not like. a complete weirdo.
Ehhh the DNI:
do not interact ifffff: general criteria, a ‘system’ that is any -genic other than traumagenic and their supporters, radqueers, harmful transid.
thin ice (as in please just remain to asks and comments unless we know ya): 20> bodily, <15bodily (we are minor bodied, please be normal.)
And now the tag guide.
#𓎠 weapons don’t weep 。 — general text posts.
#𓎠 kiss the war from my lips 。 — in relation to my love.
#𓎠 the axe remembers 。 — reblogs
#𓎠 this is my peace 。 — art
#𓎠 strategic emotional warfare 。 — rants
Dear Philza,
I must admit it feels a little.. silly to be writing this, but how could I not?
I‘ve been staring out the window for hours, debating on what could have been and what will be. Sometimes I wonder if we will ever see each other again, and maybe, just maybe we will.
It‘d be funny, would it not? Finding each other even within these lives, the thought is.. endearing, in a way.
I‘ve been thinking about my memories a lot and listening to songs and videos that reminds me of the two of us. I think I might compile a playlist that reminds me of you, or offer a song recommendation next time I write.
Eh, I won‘t keep this long or get all sappy rambling, so I‘ll cut it here for now. It feels nice to get this out of my head, y’know?
Anyways, take care.
Until we meet again,
Techno.
( — A C!Technoblade Fictive )
[Letter Sent!]
idk if im allowed to be a simp on this blog but I'm gonna scream about this anyway
it's so awkward being in love with a fictive in your sys. like yes i love her but can i yell about it to people? no! they'll just say I'm gross and stuff, it makes me feel like im illegal or something. like if I tried to post about it I'd get called a weird shipper or something, when I'm. actually just a hopeless romantic. who is so so so enamoured with this pogbur lady. like shes so preddy and quirky. her music taste is perfect (we were in front a bunch together today and we spent 80% of it listening to mother mother and lovejoy and will wood). she's so great and I care so much about her. she accidentally called me retro instead of techno (have i mentioned I'm a techno fictive?) one time somehow and now she just calls me retro. she's so special to me. sun to my moon, stars in my sky, a perfect sunset that i feel blessed to see every day <3
i hope i don't come off as weird i really needed this off my chest, sorry it's so long/feel free to ignore /gen –🫀
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shipping cw
I feel god fucking awful literally every single time I consume c!techza content 'cause like. I mean. He's married. I mean, *we* were married in my TL, but. Yknow. It's.. different. And it's weird because I'm in a system. Phil's here. I can talk to him. But he's not.. *my* Phil. He's not my partner. He isn't my husband. It's just someone who looks like him. It's odd. I love him but, I mean, we're in the same body. It's so.. weird? To see him like that. To know "Yeah that's my headmate Phil." and also go "That's my husband Phil."
It's weird.
This became a rant, sorry!
~Your dearest, Technoblade. (👑🪲sys) (<if thats not taken.)
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Hmm. Hello. I'm Achilles though I also go by Technoblade. I'm a canon divergent DSMP fictive that's looking for other members of the Syndicate, my "found family" (Phil, Wilbur, and Tommy), and Eret.
I remembered being in a romantic relationship with Eret and miss them dearly. I was a "tall anime boy" with long pink hair, a few scars, glasses, an underbite due to my piglin tusks, and had a larger build due to having regularly worked out/trained.
I learned sewing from Phil but also picked up embroidery as it gave me something positive to associate with my hands. Wilbur was my twin and Tommy was my brother. It's foggy on whether Tommy was biologically our brother or not. A lot of my memories are foggy but I do know more or less what had happened. It's just more so thinking deeper into specific events that got fuzzy. I know this was a bit of an issue in my canon as Eret would give me a tour or two through the museum as it expanded so that I can try and remember more.
You can contact me through DMs here on Tumblr or Discord (@viridianartist_#8372).
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