You had barely gotten any sleep that night, it was a shitty time to not sleep but you couldn't control insomnia. Most nights it was Techno who was the insomniac, he would spend hours laying awake just staring at you waiting for the voices to quiet down for the night. He was in awe of your beauty and grace, and the nighttime moonlight only ever enhanced those features. You couldn't help but understand what he was talking about as you stared at his features in the moonlight darkness of your room. His hair was out of its typical braid and framed his head like a pink halo, you felt his arms tighten around your waist as you tucked his hair behind his ear. The tension in his brow released feeling your touch brush against his skin and you smiled adoringly at the sight. His nose nuzzles up against your neck and your smile split into a wide grin, god he was so soft. You felt his fingers spread out against the small of your back and pull you flush against him, his breathing changed and you frowned.
You didn't expect anything less than the blood god to be a light sleeper. He always needed to be on his feet, ready for any attack.
"I didn't mean to wake you," your voice was barely above a whisper and he made a tired noise of confirmation.
"It's okay," He yawned and it echoed across the walls of the house like a lion's roar. "It's rare when you can't sleep, what's on your mind?" Technoblade shifted a little so he could get a good look at you in his arms, he could never get over how small you were in comparison to him. You flipped on your back much to his displeasure and dragged your hands down your face; a sigh came from your nose before you answered,
"Thinking about tomorrow is all. Just nervous, typical stuff I think, I don't trust Dream fully. He gives me bad vibes." You said honestly, your (e/c) eyes staring up at the ceiling even from the angle Techno was looking at you he could tell they were sad. God, he wasn't good at comforting people things like this made him feel like such a shitty person.
"I don't trust him either. But, we have mutual goals and a mutual understanding both of which are hard to come by." He explained briefly looking thoughtful, "the bottom line is this needs to happen. I don't want you to worry because Phil and I will have your back no matter what, we look out for each other." You flopped on top of him and he let out a grunt of displeasure,
"I'm worried about you dummy."
"Technoblade never dies baby what are you on about?" He let out a laugh as you rested your elbows on his chest, his hands found themselves on your back holding you close. He watched you roll your eyes dramatically and pinch at his ears, he clicked his tongue at you. "Keep pinching my ears like that and we're gonna have to fight it out," his lips twitched into a fond smile as you sat upon his hips holding up your fists.
"Then let's fight cause I'm not gonna stop. They're just too pinchable big guy. Your little piglin features are precious and I'm gonna dote over them." His face burned red and he groaned loudly, his head landing against the pillows with a thump.
"It's just the ears, teeth, and the height. You're being gross."
"Fuck you I'm being romantic."
"Which is gross and cringe if you didn't know."
"Fine then I guess you won't be getting any kisses from me for a long while."
"Now hold on a minute let's talk about this like adults," You laughed loudly and smirked at Techno's attempts to keep cool about the situation. You leaned down and peppered his face with light kisses, he hummed pleasantly at the sensation.
"I'll let it slide this time but watch your words." Techno gave a sleepy nod of his head, and you smiled tenderly at the man. You shuffled around and curled up against his side, he adjusted himself to hold you close, "I love you Techno."
"Love you too princess." He pecked your forehead before he closed his eyes and fell back into a light sleep. You took a deep breath and buried your face in his chest listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart, this time however you weren't far behind him.
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Technoblade was up as soon as the sun rose over the hills and spilled into your bedroom. He made sure to maneuver around you so that he wouldn't wake you as soon as he sat up in bed. He stretched his arms behind his back until he heard the satisfying pop of his bones, he scratched at his head and tousled his pink hair. Techno wanted an early start, make sure everything they needed for the day was prepared and ready to go, he needed to brew a shit ton of potions. He also needed to make sure you had an appropriate set of armor, that's not even mentioning the Withers he needed to gather. A lot to do and so little time to get it all done, he wanted to let you sleep as much as possible considering you didn't sleep last night. He slid out of bed and grabbed his hairbrush, one thing he could attribute to meeting you was his hygiene habits. Techno always used to keep his hair in a braid and never touch it, it wasn't until you had first run your hands through his hair that he realized how much of a problem that was. You were very nice about it but he could tell you were trying not to gag when he told you he couldn't remember the last time it was unbraided. You assured him that was going to change and helped him nurse his hair back to life, whatever you did it was magical. His hair was just as soft as yours, healthy and shiny he couldn't let you down by not taking care of it. However, since he was going into battle he threw his hair into a quick braid letting it fall over his shoulder before he majestically sat his crown on top of his head.
Technoblade stared at himself in the mirror and traced his rough hands over the scars on his face and neck, he had no idea what the fuck you saw in him. Honestly, who cares though because by some miracle you love him for him and that's all that matters. Technoblade continued to get dressed for the day and only stopped when you began to stir under the covers. He watched you sit up and give the cutest yawn he's ever heard in his life his eyes softened considerably seeing you look around hazily for him. Spotting him you opened your arms and made grabby hands, he let out a deep chuckle and wrapped his arms around you.
'Simp. Stop spamming simp. He is a simp though, look at him melt. Shut up.'
"Chat shut it...Morning Princess," He kissed your lips softly and he felt you lazily kiss him back, still sluggish from sleep.
"Morning Bubs. Why didn't you wake me up?" You complained from his arms only pulling away to look him in the eyes. He always thought you had the most gorgeous eyes, why was he feeling so lovey-dovey today?
'Cause, you could lose her today. Her lives are unknown. What if she only has one like Phil and has no idea and she dies? E.'
Those thoughts and ideas chilled him to the bone he swallowed thickly, "You sure I can't change your mind about today?" He watched your brow furrow and you kissed your teeth,
"No way. Till the end of the line remember?"
"Oh, I remember. In that case," Technoblade pulled you to your feet much to your surprise, "You come back to me uninjured, we get married." He watched your jaw drop and your eyes widen to insane sizes. "If you want obviously, no pressure."
'WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. AWWWWW SO ROMANTIC! SIMP. SHE'S GOING TO SAY NO. LOSER. CRINGE. GUYS STOP HE'S BEING SWEET!'
He felt panic surge through him when you didn't respond to him for a good few minutes, oh he fucked up. Technoblade never dies, more like Technoblade's about to throw himself into lava three fucking times.
"Yes! Holy shit yes you idiot! Damn now that's some motivation!" You laughed in disbelief and you bounced on your toes. Technoblade let out a breath of relief, he took a risk and it paid off, he was Technoblade after all so of course, it did. He wasn't worried at all. You grabbed the fluff of his cape and pulled him down to kiss him passionately, his hands grabbed your hips and lifted you into the air. He knew it wasn't official yet, as he said you had to come back okay, but that doesn't mean they couldn't celebrate at least a little bit early. He kissed down your face and listened as you giggled, he could tell your face was turning red by its heat, "Okay goober we gotta get ready. There are crimes we gotta commit and I still need to shower."
"Nonsense you smell like lavender and' all that other girly stuff." Technoblade scoffed but pulled away as you requested. A smile fell across your face and he felt you poke his nose fondly, "I'll be gathering potion materials, if you need me just holler." On that note, he headed down the ladder to gather what he needed for the day. Phil would probably be joining momentarily and he'd put him on potion-making duty and also give him a totem of undying. His stomach churned a little as he placed water bottles inside the brewing stands, his singular totem of undying.
He had already decided he'd give it to Phil, if he didn't he felt like it would be a betrayal of all the man had done for him in the past.
Technoblade turned towards the window and saw Phil approaching his home from the sky, he opened the window and gave him a little wave. Phil smiled back at him and climbed the stairs to get inside the house, "Hello. Are you both ready for today?" Phil looked around seemingly trying to spot you, Technoblade pointed upstairs and he nodded in understanding.
"I wouldn't say we're ready exactly." He let out a huff, "I'm trying to make triple the potions before Dream gets here, plus I wanna make sure (Y/N)'s weapons and armor are enchanted properly." Phil hummed thoughtfully opening up some of Technoblade's chests, only mentally gagging at the disorganization.
"I got your back brewing the potions, go double-check everything's ready for (Y/N), I know you worry 'bout her mate." Techno had to turn away because he felt heat flare in his face, he heard Phil begin to snicker and he glowered.
"Imagine thinking I care about others, cringe."
"Oh really? I'll just go tell (Y/N) that then-"
"Eh? No need to do that. I don't appreciate being framed. Anyway, potions Phil, potions you need to focus on what's important here." Another laugh came from Phil as he rolled his eyes fondly at his friend.
"On it Techno."
Both men got to work brewing potions and double-checking weaponry, not just for you but for all of them. Well, all of you minus Dream the homeless man can fend for himself. In the meantime, Technoblade gave Phil his totem of undying just in case today went fucking wrong.
"Alright boys, what do you need me to do?" You announced climbing down the ladder, you had made sure your hair was out of the way so it wouldn't be a distraction. Technoblade smiled as he watched the emerald he gave you those months ago bounce against your neck.
"Go make sure you have enough ender pearls and exp bottles for your armor. Is all your armor enchanted properly?"
"Obviously," You rolled your eyes dramatically "as if you'd ever let me get away with subpar armor." Technoblade held up his hands in defensively,
"Just making sure. You can't blame me for wanting you protected."
"Daw."
"Shut up Phil." Technoblade watched a smile form across your face as you covered your mouth with your hand. He was just happy you were laughing, "grab your weapons lemme check them." You nodded your head and kissed his cheek tenderly, he normally wasn't one for PDA but Phil was a different story. You handed over your weapons to him and he looked over them, he started with your sword that was aptly titled The Wanderer's Trade all the enchantments seemed to line up properly, he also double-checked your ax to see it lined up too. "Remember their shields go up you use your ax." He watched as you nodded in response, you weren't dumb he knew that but he couldn't help but want to double-check strategies with you.
"I know you trained me well," You hummed fondly, as he handed you back your ax. He watched as you twirled it in your hands, "Good ole' Foster Mom won't let me down." Both Phil and Techno chuckled at your response, Technoblade gave you a loving pat on the head before sending you off to gather some more glowstone. The three of you spent the rest of the morning gathering supplies, and as the afternoon rolled around Technoblade felt himself grow more and more frantic as the time ticked closer to doomsday. He began to ramble a bit about needing to prepare things especially after Dream showed up early and announced they were going early into L'manberg. Dream explained that he was going to need about twenty minutes to prepare the TNT for the cannons, which meant (Y/N), Phil, and Technoblade himself needed to stall for that amount of time.
That meant the Withers needed to be in play.
Technoblade distributed Wither skulls and the soul sand between the three of you.
He watched as you stared at the skull in your hands gently cradling it before putting it into your inventory. He hoped you were being honest and were okay with what was about to happen.
"Now we really have to go." Dream tried to urge your little group to speed up and get this show on the road. Techno nodded his head and clicked his tongue against his teeth,
"Alright, first things first let we need to get the hound army." He watched your entire face come alight,
"Hound army? You didn't tell me we had puppies!" He felt you grip his arm with the enthusiasm of a child, he winced a little bit at your eagerness. Techno glanced at Dream who was just as unreadable as always with his mask but Techno could sense his patience with you running thin.
"I didn't wanna tell you cause there's a good chance we lose like all of them today." He watched you deflate but nod in understanding, "so don't get attached okay?"
"I won't!"
"Let's go. Time's ticking." Dream commanded tapping his boots on the floor, "Let's get those dogs and get to L'manberg." The four of you grabbed your weapons and headed down the steps of Technoblade's house, hopefully, you all will come back to see it again.
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Phil walked by your side as Technoblade led all of you through the sewers, Dream was close to your boyfriend's side almost like he was trying to memorize the proper twists and turns. However, something told you he already knew this place like the back of his hand.
"What's on your mind?" Phil asked you to keep his voice low to not draw attention to yourselves. Smiling over at him you gave a thoughtful hum,
"Just the typical worries I suppose. Hoping we win and no one who we care about dies, like the kids you know. I know I can't control you, Techno, or Dream but if it came down to it I won't be able to hurt them." The look you gave him was nothing less than vulnerable and it touched his heart with a soft sigh he responded to you,
"I know it's not specifically in Techno or my agenda to slaughter Tommy and Tubbo. We just want to take down the corrupt government that's poisoning its citizens. As long as it stands those kids can never be happy."
"I'm with you there. Hell, I don't think Techno and I could date if we didn't share those ideologies. They made a child president for Pete's sake I mean no wonder it's falling apart." You took a deep breath and nudged the old man beside you. "Even so my priorities are with you and Technoblade. We're all fucking coming home if I have any say in the matter," Phil gave a laugh and smiled at you.
"That's a fucking relief to hear. Wasn't aware you could control death."
"Says the man with a totem of undying."
"Guys we're here," Technoblade called standing beside a wall, he looked at all of you and opened the stone with his pickaxe. "Meet the hounds," He mused leading you inside, you were trying desperately to keep your excitement at bay.
"Holy shit is it loud." Dream commented with a disbelieving laugh hearing all the dogs bark in excitement upon seeing their master. Technoblade scratched a few of them behind the ears before commanding all of them to stand, it was insane.
"That's so many dogs they're gonna be so confused." You commented,
"You know what you should do?" Dream mused, turning to look at you, "splash them with invisibility."
"Already ahead of you," Technoblade mused as Philza began to splash a good chunk of them. "They're gonna be so confused it's gonna be so funny. When they get hit by nothing, it'll be like I have a forcefield."
"Let's get to L'manberg and surprise them first." Dream motioned for all of you to follow, and you did without hesitation. Technoblade took your hand and squeezed it tightly, he watched as Phil and Dream went on ahead and he turned to give you a soft kiss.
"Don't die on me, okay princess? You get into trouble protecting yourself, run if you have to. I don't give a shit I just want you alive." Technoblade commanded you, even wagged a finger in front of your face. A finger you grabbed and pressed a soft kiss to,
"Same to you. I'll see you on the other side." Technoblade smiled adoringly at you and you both moved to catch up with Dream and Phil. You pulled out The Wanderer's Trade and made sure Foster Mom, your ax, and the materials to craft your Withers were at the ready.
"(Y/N), Phil when I shoot fireworks into the sky start spawning the Withers. I'm going straight in with the hounds." He watched both of you nod, Dream let out a hum of acknowledgment.
"Sounds good to me. Remember I shouldn't need more than twenty minutes, I'll send Technoblade the signal."
"Yes sir." You gave a teasing salute and no one else seemed amused by that except for the green man himself.
"I could get used to that."
"Get the fuck out of here you homeless Teletubby." Techno almost snarled at the man, while the man in question flipped your boyfriend off. Even Phil could tell he had a sickening smirk spread across his face, whether he meant it or not if it bothered the three of you he was gonna continue with it.
"Phil, I'll sneak over to the houses, you gonna stay in this general vicinity?" You quickly changed the subject, the man nodded in response.
"I'll probably stay on top of the bee sanctuary, I figure two people in the air and one on the ground will be a good call." You nodded taking one last glance at Technoblade before sneaking off to prepare the high ground.
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Technoblade sprinted right into the battle once everyone realized you all were there early. He felt the pressure begin to build in his head, as the voices began to buzz with excitement, they all demanded blood and vengeance. He wasn't losing any lives today but that didn't mean anyone else was, it was hilarious the moment he hit anyone his dogs would be at their heels tearing them apart. He stayed on top of everyone, he made sure to keep an eye on his hearts while slicing through his opponents. As they got distracted by his dogs he would come up behind them and drive his sword into their chest. His laughter echoed in the air as the names of the dead appeared in his head, he heard their pleading for a cease-fire and decided he didn't give a single shit. Technoblade couldn't find the energy to care for their pleas, even as his dogs began to thin rapidly. There was blood and there was pandemonium and he was living for it, sure there were a few close calls. Not that he would ever admit it, but Sapnap got him good in the shoulder and the back of the leg, almost leaving an opening for him to land a finishing blow. However, he recovered with no problem, he always did, obviously.
Technoblade booked it away from the fighting and sent the firework rocket into the sky. Almost as soon as he did, he set up his own Wither. The entire battlefield glowed red, white, and blue and he watched people's faces morph into absolute terror. He heard what sounded like Tommy let out a terrified scream, he had no idea what he was in for if he was afraid of one Wither. Then again, Tommy was the only one who knew about the vault so realistically he shouldn't have been surprised.
It was up to Phil and (Y/N) now.
"Is that Phil? What the hell?! He's spawning a Wither!" Someone shouted and Technoblade's face lit up in delight. He watched Phil send out his Withers before flying away as to not immediately get targeted by them. Technoblade turned his head towards the houses and saw you place your Withers down as well. He thought you looked gorgeous spawning in the Withers, it pulled him out of his blood lust just for a moment, the wicked smile on your face was stunning. He watched as you laughed tossing your hair back, the way it framed your face was remarkable, he thought you looked like Eris.
An arrow that whizzed by his face and it snapped him out of his ogling, he turned back to rubble only to come face to face with Tommy and Tubbo.
"Technoblade! Stop this!" Tommy began to plead as they stood on the opposite end of the battlefield, he did pause to stare at the children.
"Please!" Tubbo begged from his side and Technoblade grit his teeth in frustration, after all this time they still didn't understand his ideals or why he was so mad in the first place.
"You betrayed us Technoblade! You betrayed me! Just fucking stop this! Help us kill the Withers and stop Dream. All you've ever done is betray us, since we met you that's all you've done. It all started with you killing Tubbo at the festival! Just stop this!-" He felt his blood turn to ice and he turned to face Tommy pointing his crossbow at the two boys. He watched Tubbo flinch and grab onto Tommy's arm, clearly traumatized from the last time the weapon was pointed at him. Technoblade bared his teeth and felt his face begin to morph into that of a full pig, something that only happened when he was pissed to hell and losing control of himself.
"Remember when I was sitting there, alone, against the whole government -- and you and Wilbur just sat there on the sidelines and watched? Did you step in? Did you step in? Were you guys the ones that stepped in and said, "Don't worry, Technoblade, we know you're in a high-pressure situation, but we'd fight the world for you, Technoblade''? No! You guys watched. You know what I did, yesterday when you were surrounded by thirty people? When the whole world was against you? I walked in. I was willing to fight all of them for you, Tommy. I would've been there. That is the difference between us." The man roared his voice carrying over the battleground, catching the attention of a few others who were still trying to kill the Withers nearby. For a brief moment Tommy looked broken up by Technoblade's words but he pushed it aside with a shake of his head. He was about to argue back when the faintest of hissing sounds came from above. Everyone turned towards the sky, a flash of lightning illuminated the scene above them, Dream was standing on top of the obsidian grid. Technoblade made sure to take a few steps away so he wasn't right underneath the first bit of dropping TNT,
"No," Tubbo's voice wobbled "What's he doing, he can't-"
Almost like Tubbo predicted the outcome TNT began to rain down in the dead center of New L'manberg, the panicked shouts from the citizens only increased tenfold. The falling explosives spread out in the grid-like pattern Dream had created, making sure to hit every square inch of the once great country.
"Tubbo RUN!" Tommy grabbed his arm and pulled his best friend away just in time to not get injured by the first round of explosions that went off in the middle of town. Technoblade made quick work of dodging the falling pieces of TNT as he flew up onto the obsidian grid his Trident in hand. He watched gleefully as L'manberg was sent up in smoke, everything from the houses to whatever the fuck the L'mantree Dream mentioned was, was blown to shreds. Personally, Technoblade didn't want Dream to stop until he saw bedrock at the bottom of the pit. He looked over and saw Phil smiling widely at him, the man gave him a clear thumbs-up spreading his wings wide. He could tell Phil was proud of him, he was proud of himself.
"Where's (Y/N) mate?" He called out to him and the bliss he was feeling suddenly crumbled into pieces around him. Technooblade whipped around towards the last place he spotted his girlfriend, on top of the houses that were now blown to smithereens. He turned back towards Phil, panic in his eyes, Phil's smile was immediately wiped off his face and he hopped down off the grid and into the rubble. Technoblade wasn't far behind in his panicked searching, there was no sign of her anywhere and he was starting to lose his composure. Even as the TNT stopped falling around them and everyone began to head home (if they had one left to return to) he still couldn't find her. That was until an unfamiliar voice called out to him,
"Mr. Technoblade!" The boy was half enderman and bordering on seven feet tall, he turned to face him and he swallowed thickly, "Miss (Y/N), she needs help!" Technoblade didn't even respond he just let the Enderboy lead him to where she was, god please don't be dead, please. The boy stood over her, wringing his hands nervously, a jacket was laid over her body and she was dragged far away from the wreckage. Technoblade froze as he watched the boy kneel and pull the jacket away, bandages were haphazardly tied around her waist and her breathing seems shallow. The half enderman looked up at him and swallowed thickly, "I found her under the rubble of my house."
"I can handle it from here. Get out of here kid." His voice was a low grumble and Ranboo hesitated for a moment before nodding, he knelt, picked up his other belongings, and headed off in the direction of the forest. Technoblade knelt beside you, his hands hovering over your injury, he felt his palms clam up as he opened and closed them. "You better not die on me princess, you promised," he opened up the bandages on your waist, all things considered, the boy didn't do that bad of a job patching you up. There weren't a lot of medical supplies on the battlefield so he did what he could with what he had, she must've gotten cut by a stray piece of metal as she fell, that's what it looked like to him at least. Other than the jagged cut across her waist her ankle was twisted in a way that certainly wasn't normal, his princess was beaten to hell. He swallowed thickly and began to rewrap her wound a bit more tightly so she didn't bleed out, he felt a gust of wind beside him and he knew Phil was by his side.
"Fuck." He murmured kneeling to set her ankle properly, the old man licked his lips before setting her ankle with a harsh tug. (Y'N)'s eyes shot open and she let out a shriek. "Sorry kid, sorry," Her breathing went from shallow to heavy and frantic. Technoblade reached forward and grabbed your hand tight.
"Hey princess stay with me okay?"
"Bubs." You whined painfully, "I guess I fucked up huh?"
"Only a lot," Technoblade stated bluntly and watched as you let out a wheezing laugh that devolved into a cough. He frowned and took his other hand to card it through your hair, "Just take a deep breath we'll get you home and all patched up."
"Guess we aren't getting married huh."
"Fucking what-" Phil choked his eyes blowing wide, jaw-dropping Techno's face flushed red in response.
"Half dead and you still find a way to torture me." You laughed again as Phil only shook his head in disbelief,
"That is so scuffed. Go take her home, she's gonna need stitches and a splint for her leg. Make sure she gets home safe." Phil placed his hand on Technoblade's shoulder and squeezed it before kissing your forehead softly, "You're gonna be fine."
"Obviously. Mr. Minecraft, would you expect anything less from me?"
"Nothing less," He smiled fondly as Technoblade cradled you in his arms before hurrying away down the path. Phil stood up tall a frown evident on his features, he turned around to catch Raboo peaking out from behind the treeline. "Hey, Ranboo how're you doing?"
"Um. I'm alright. Fine, I'm fine, is (Y/N) going to be alright?" He stepped out from behind the tree patting his hands on his pants a bit nervously. Phil eyed the kid up and down for a moment and he cleared his throat, "I found her she was really, really bad."
"She's going to be just fine, Techno's looking after her."
"Good, good." He nodded the tall man's shoulders seemed to relax and Phil couldn't help but look at him with pity.
"Ranboo, do you have a place to stay?"
"Ugh...you know what no I don't actually." Phil smiled over at the boy and held out his hand, his multicolored eyes widened a little as he interlocked his hands with the father beside him.
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