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chirpbooks · 3 years
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Comfort
Pairing: c!Technoblade x GN!reader
Summary: Techno has a rough day
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From the start of his day, Techno has been off to a rough start. From the petty things like not being able to find his cape, having trouble with his hair, to having to go to the nether and getting into conflict with the local piglin, and the voices being more violent than usual, Technoblade wanted nothing more than to be at home with his partner.
To his relief as he entered the cabin, he is greeted with y/n in the kitchen finishing up washing dishes. Techno walks behind them, wrapping his arms around their waist, surprising his lover as he rests his head on their shoulder.
"Rough day?," y/n asks sensing the tension built up in the man around them. Too drained to speak, he simply nods and relaxes a little into the embrace. "C'mon love lets get you to bed," y/n says as they grab Techno's hand leading him towards the bedroom.
The pair lie in comfortable silence, y/n resting their head on the man's chest as he has his arm lazily draped around y/n. After a moment they speak up asking if Techno wants to talk about his day, to which he declines, not wanting to bother them with his baggage.
"You're perfect, you know don't you?" y/n murmurs sleepily, smiling looking up at the man.
Technoblade scoffs lightly, looking away bashfully, running his hand through his lover's hair. "That's nice of you to think but I'm not," he whispers too embarrassed to speak properly, "I'm a lot to deal with."
Upon hearing this, y/n sits up to get a better look at Techno, "I never "deal" with you,' they corrected him while looking into his eyes. "I'm with you and for you through everything and anything, You could never be a bother to me baby."
He clears his throat and breaks eye contact as emotions begin to overwhelm him, "You really mean that?"
"Of course I mean it," y/n lightly smiles before leaning in and giving the man a kiss to further 'prove' the validity of what they feel about Techno.
Technoblade smiles to himself as they return to their previous positions, enjoying each other's presence. "I love you darling," he says as he kisses their head before dozing off to sleep as y/n already has.
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chirpbooks · 3 years
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Fondness
Pairing: c!Technoblade x reader
Genre: Fluff
Pronouns: He/Him
Request: Technoblade with a reader who is cuddly when they get sleepy
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After a long day of being away from home, Techno wants nothing more than to go home to unwind. He spent time in the nether fighting wither skeletons for skulls to add to his growing collection. At points he was ready to call it a day and go home to his boyfriend, but he knew Dooms Day needed these supplies.
As he made it into his bedroom he saw y/n, awake, lying in their bed. “Love, I’ve told you you don’t need to wait up for me,” Techno sighed, though happy to see he was still awake. “I know but it’s not the same without you here,” y/n has said many times he sleeps better having Techno with him.
“C’mon move over,” Techno says after putting away his cape and getting into a fresh change of clothes. Y/n happily makes a space for him to come lie down. Y/n is very fond of physical contact and the want for touch only grows as he gets sleepy. He’ll never admit it to y/n, but Techno secretly enjoys how affectionate he gets at times, despite appearing to dislike being touched by anyone.
After he has settled into his place in their bed, y/n moves closer to Techno. Technoblade lies on his back as the latter is draped across his chest, lazily drawing shapes over his skin. Neither one say a word as a comfortable silence overtakes the room. Y/n always looked forward to the night, being able to be so close to him, finding comfort in the brutish man.
Once he is sure y/n is in asleep, Techno places a kiss to his forehead, wrapping his arms around him while whispering sweet nothings he could never say in the light of day.
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chirpbooks · 3 years
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Ruin
Pairing: Pogtopia!Wilbur x reader
Genre: Angst
Pronouns: She/Her
Summary: A couple's last night together before L'manberg's destruction.
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When Wilbur suggested they go to their secret spot hidden beyond the docks, y/n knew the night was going to take a turn. Deep down she knew about his plan to blow up the nation they all worked to create, though a small part of her hoped she was wrong for once.
On the walk, the couple spoke of the growing excitement of tomorrow's battle plans to reclaim the nation from Schlatt. The Revolutionaries all knew it was a high risk high reward situation, but they were determined to finally have a big win. As the walk to the spot carried on, Wilbur and y/n's stories died down and they continued in a comfortable silence.
The lovers settled on the makeshift seats, built during one of their first visits to the designated hidden place, made just for the two of them.
Wilbur looks over at y/n to see her already studying him with glassy eyes filled with unshed tears. His heart aches at the sight, knowing what he came planned to say will only make the tears fall. For a split second he doubts if it's the right thing to do, though he knows nothing can change his mind.
"The moon is high tonight," he says, the silvery light illuminating the sharp edges and contours of his face normally drowned in sunken shadows. "It frames you beautifully."
"Don't leave me," she begs, voice shaking with silent tears. "Please."
The pair knew this was the end of them despite neither one wanting it to be.
"A thing is beautiful because it ends, my darling," he sighs, tilting her chin making her look him in the eyes. He cups her face into his palms, running his thumb over her mascara-streaked cheek, wiping the oncoming tears from her eyes, his motions gentle and full of loving care.
She shakes her head, "You don't have to do this, we're so close to finally winning." Wilbur's silence makes her continue on trying to plead to him to not ruin what they've worked to create. "Wilbur please don't do this to us, how am I suppose to live without you?"
The question snaps him out of his silent state, feeling the urgency to attempt to ease her pain despite being the cause. "Don't think of me too often. Not even I am worth your tears, my little dove." He takes her hand, bringing it up to his lips for one last kiss. He smiles but there is a sadness in his eyes that he cannot conceal.
"Get out of the town tonight, go as far as you can," he whispers as he slips into the shadows, the woodsy scent of his cologne lingering in the air. "I'm going to burn this place to the ground."
She is left alone in what is now a tainted ruin remain that was once Their safe space. But there is no Them anymore and there is no comfort to be found in the place that used to make her feel like nothing would ever hurt her.
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chirpbooks · 3 years
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Requests Open
Will Write:
angst, fluff, comfort, romantic, platonic, etc.
any of the dreamsmp characters
ships CC’s have given the okay to
Will Not Write:
no romantic inserts for tommy, tubbo, purpled, or ranboo
no nsfw pieces
Other:
when requesting, add specific pronouns if wanted, otherwise the pronouns will be gender neutral.
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