a fic? in THIS economy?!
Techno is five when he wakes up in the basement of a church.
Techno is six when he’s informed of his purpose
Techno is fifteen when he finally understands.
or,
techno is the conduit of the blood god, and has spent his life living with the blood gods cult.
Here's part 2 to a Technoblade hears Voices. Once again I absolutely love this scene and there will be one or two parts left.
Here's part 1:
poetic justice
ctechnos limbo being a constant battle, a constant war. he’s always so, so tired. but there’s always one more enemy, one more arrow to deflect. one more potion to suffer the effects of.
when they serve bisexual realness
I don’t think they get any work done
I had some wild ideas, like having Zeus take the form of the cattle that Eurylochus killed, imagine a decapitated bull running around with blood gushing. But I decided to keep it more normal…
Either way, I’ve started working on Thunder Bringer again, folks!
the singular slime block in the space needle :{
thinking about it c!techno, but when he was a little lad. a piglin born in the nether, obviously. But sometimes? Sometimes he turns into a weird cresture he sees when they come to trade gold with the older piglins in his sounder. He looks like them, not all the way though. He has his ears and his hooves.
He wanders a little ways away from the bastion, transformed into the weird furless creature he sometimes is. But this time he hears a really loud gasp and suddenly he’s being fawned over by a weird guy with what looks like feathery appendages on his back, which kinda freaks techno out.
He can’t understand him, can’t speak what he hears the older piglins call “common” and so he’s at an impasse with this strange guy.
Said strange guy proceeded to pull him through an even stranger portal, and suddenly everything is *very* bright.
Hes confused but the weird guy is kinda nice and feeds him, so he stays.
eggpire!technoblade dtiys for @/pine_gren on twitter !!
o7 they all dead now, happy in hell haha