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Techno stirred lightly, shuffling in the sheets and groaning softly. He groggily opened his eyes, taking in his surroundings slowly as his eyes adjusted to the soft yellow glow of the room. He shuffled again, trying to get comfortable again so he could sleep in, but he soon discovered that he could not, in fact, get back to sleep. 

He puffed in annoyance, his pearly white tusks grazing the fabric of the pillow as he pushed himself up. He glanced to his side and noticed Y/n still fast asleep, and as much as he’d love to let him continue sleeping, there was no way he was going to suffer through the pain of not being able to sleep alone. He balanced his weight on his arms and leaned forward to give Y/n a kiss to wake him up, only to freeze in embarrassment. 

He felt his face heat up a bit as Y/n started to stir. 

His left eye slid open slowly, taking in Techno’s features and smiling softly as Techno’s figure was basked in the warm golden light.

His other eye slipped open and a single hand rose to cup Techno’s face. He smiled softly and leaned into the warm hand, pressing a soft kiss to the palm and turning to look back at Y/n.

“You gonna kiss me yet?” Y/n jokingly teased and Techno’s face grew brighter. “Well if you won’t do it, I will.” Y/n said with unwavering confidence. He propped himself up on his elbows and leaned forward, his soft lips pressing softly into Techno’s slightly chapped ones. 

Techno sighed into the kiss, letting all the embarrassment melt away, and relaxed into Y/n’s gentle, loving touch.

When they finally parted from the sweet kiss Techno had a soft smile on his face. He slipped out of bed and held his hand out for Y/n, who took it instantly, and practically dragged him out of their shared bed. 

Y/n whined softly in annoyance as he lost all of the heat he had when he was in the bed, but Techno soon said, “Let’s make pancakes for breakfast together.”, and that perked him up.

Voices

 Techno had been on an expedition with Philza that morning to go find netherite. The journey had been long, the snowy tundra cold, and the hellish nether hot. It took them a few hours and a couple stacks of TNT, but they managed to get quite an impressive stash of ancient debris. They were walking back to the portal, gloating and comparing their stashes, when they saw a pack of piglins running towards them, angrily snorting and baring their large tusks and flashing their golden swords and crossbows. 

Techno groaned in annoyance and put his netherite stash back in his inventory, taking out his netherite sword that was glowing with power. Phil did them same, stashing his (slightly larger) stash of netherite, and unsheathing his own glowing sword. 

The piglins with swords charged first, swinging their swords wildly hoping to hit the hybrids. Techno backed up, the voices screaming for blood, and caught the enchanted sword a large piglin had swung at him. Techno yanked the sword out of its hand, before swinging around and slashing down the piglins chest. It cried in pain, before collapsing to the ground.

Another came at him quick, it’s glowing axe striking Techno’s glowing armour. He grunted in mild surprise, but swung his leg right at the piglin’s head, knocking it the the ground. He raised his sword and struck it down. 

He shouted in pain as an arrow pierced his shoulder piece, a piglin with a crossbow reloading to fire again. Techno hurled an ender pearl beside it, and teleported on its right side. His sword came down on its outstretched arm and sliced it clean off. The piglin screamed in agony, grasping the nub of his arm and scrambling away from Techno. Techno pulled out his own crossbow and shot an arrow right in between the piglin’s eyes. 

It turned to dust infront of him, and he turned around to face the next opponent. Which of course was a hoglin. “Great.” He mumbled softly as the beast charged at him, its large tusks threatening and sharp. It slammed right into his torso and pinned him against a tree. He squirmed in its hold, kicking out against its chest in an attempt to push it off, but failing. It suddenly backed up, Techno dropping to the ground, and charged him again. He raised his arms as it smashed him into the side of the warped tree. He groaned as he felt his armor creak under the pressure of the hoglin, pushing him farther into the side of the tree. 

The creature backed up again and charged again, except this time Techno pulled out his netherite hoe and slammed it into its head. A sickening crack was heard as the hoglin squealed in pain, the hoe sticking out of its head as blood gushed from the wound. Techno pushed himself up with the help of the battered tree. Watching the hoglin writhing in pain, he panted, finally able to catch his breath. He stood straighter and glanced to his side, where he watched Phil taking on a piglin brute, catching the axe it swung in his direction. “Fuck!” He heard Phil curse, a fireball colliding with his back, burning him and the piglin. 

“Poor Phil.” He grimaced, pulling out his bow and arrow and shooting at the ghast, killing it in a single shot. “Thanks mate!” Phil shouted to him, struggling against the raw power of the brute. Techno nodded in Phil’s direction and turned back to face the wounded hoglin. He lifted his bow, pulling the arrow back getting ready to fire, when the hoglin reared onto its back legs, squealing loudly, before taking off. 

Techno stood still for a second, before his eyes widened. “Heh?! Come here! GIMME MY HOE BACK!!” He screamed, chasing the fleeing hoglin. It twisted and turned through the warped forest, trying to lose the piglin hybrid chasing it. Techno was right on its tail, shouting at it to give him his hoe back, and it only ran faster. 

It broke through the tree line, sprinting along the netherack with Techno right behind it. Techno pulled out his fishing rod, swinging and hooking it onto the hoglin, pulling himself onto it’s back. It squealed and bucked wildly in a desperate attempt to get the hybrid off its back, but failing. In a last ditch effort it charged towards the edge, right to where Phil and the piglin brute were struggling to overpower one another. Techno’s eyes widen and he screamed, “PHIL WATCH OUT!!”

But it was too late.

The hoglin charged right into the piglin and Philza. Techno jumped off the hoglin just in time, as it’s heavy body fell over the edge, and the piglin followed. He quickly recovered from the fall and searched frantically for Phil, but he could see no sign of him. He felt his heart stutter, and then the feelings of guilt and pain filled his heart. He could feel his chest tighten and his eyes grow cloudy with tears. He stood and turned, looking around in a panic for Phil.

“Phil!” He shouted in a desperate attempt to find him. “PHIL! Please! Where are you?!” He could feel the panic build when he didn’t get a response, and he turned to the edge, walking over to it. 

“Techno…” he heard a weak voice call, and his eyes widened, rushing to the edge and looking over, seeing Phil holding onto his pickaxe wedged into the netherack. Techno collapsed to his knees and reached out for Phil, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him up into his chest. “Oh thank god.” He whispered softly into Phil’s hat, his grip on him tightening. “Techno, my ribs…” Phil whispered softly, and Techno loosened his grip, pulling away from him and inspecting the damage. 

“Phil, can you tell me where it hurts?” Phil hummed softly before speaking up.

“My ribs…one of my wings…a-and my arm…”

Techno sucked in a deep breath through his nose. “Do you have a regen potion?” He questioned Phil softly. “Mmh no, I didn’t think we’d need any.” Phil admitted quietly. Techno sighed in disappointment, but it was just a minor setback. “Can you stand?” He hesitantly asked, his arms supporting most of Philza’s weight.

“I think I can, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to walk with my ribs like this…” He trailer off, glancing up at Techno. “That’s fine, I can help you walk, we just need to get out of here and get you a regen potion.” 

He helped Phil stand, balancing the smaller man’s weight on him, and they slowly made their way towards the nether portal, Techno picking up his forgotten sword on the way. He balanced Phil on the obsidian and jogged back over to the edge of the netherack, grabbing Philza’s pickaxe still wedged in the blood red rock. 

He trotted back to Phil’s side and helped him step through the portal. Carl nickered in greeting towards them, his tail flicking and his head bobbing, shaking out his mane. Techno and Phil stumbled over to him, Techno helping Phil slide onto Carl’s saddle. Techno himself got onto Carl’s saddle, kicking his sides with the stirrup to get him running towards the tundra. Phil was infront of him, so he wouldn’t fall off if he lost consciousness. Carl galloped through the different biomes, until the familiar tundra biome was visible, and they headed straight for their house. They both slide off once they reached the front door and Techno knocked frantically.

He heard some bustling and shuffling from the other side, and a groggy looking Y/n answered the door. He immediately perked up once he noticed both their conditions, and rushed them both inside.

He ran to a chest and opened it, searching through the many glass bottles with multicoloured liquids splashing around inside them. He let out a triumphant, “Aha!” As he found the regen potion and popped the cork off, handing it to Philza to drink. He could hear the bones rearranging themselves and snapping back into place. Phil gagged at the foul taste of the potion, but was grateful for the effects none the less. 

Y/n turned to Techno after searching through the chest a second time, and glanced at the arrow that was partially snapped, no doubt because of the fall he took when riding the hoglin. Techno huffed as he knew what was coming, and Phil took that as his sign to leave. “Thanks mate.” He smiled to Y/n. He placed his hand on Techno’s hood shoulder and nodded, before walking out the door, probably going to tie up Carl so he doesn’t run away. Y/n looked Techno in the eyes. “This is gonna hurt, like a lot.” Techno hummed in agreement before gesturing for Y/n to get it over with. 

He sighed softly and grabbed the arrow, causing Techno to squint in pain. He placed his hand in Techno’s and squeezed in reassurance. Without any warning he ripped the arrow from Techno’s shoulder, causing Techno to make a broken noise of pain and squeeze his hand, his strong legs kicking against the table. Y/n quickly rushed to bring the potion up to Techno’s lips, guiding him and helping him drink it. His wound slowly closed up and the pain was gone. Techno took a shaky breath, but his head was a mess. Voices screaming over each other demanding blood from the once who hurt Techno and Phil. They were already dead, but the voices weren’t thinking clearly. 

His hands shook and bloodlust consumed him entirely, the want for blood to be spilt growing stronger each passing second.

He felt another strong hand join his, both his hands being squeezed by Y/n, who was trying to ground him.

“You’re ok,” he hummed softly, “they can’t hurt you here. I’ve got you, I’ll protect you.” Techno’s breathing evened out, he never even noticed it had started to pick up, and looked lovingly into Y/n’s eyes. The bloodlust slipped from his mind, and he tackled Y/n in a tight hug. Y/n smiled softly and reciprocated the hug. “Thank you.” He heard Techno mumble, and he pulled away so he could bump their heads together. 

Slight hints towards Techno’s death.

Y/n skirted around the desk, making sure not to bump into the unconscious piglin hybrid currently asleep on the chair. Y/n reached over Technoblade’s head gently grabbing some of the papers that were strewn on his desk. The man stirred lightly in his sleep and Y/n smiled softly, brushing his hand through technos pink fur. Techno hummed in his sleep and leaned into the touch. Y/n’s smile grew larger, and he left Techno’s side. He came back with a soft blanket and laid it over his shoulders. He contemplated carrying him to bed, but he didn’t want to disturb the sleeping piglin, as he hadn’t slept well in a few days. 

“Goodnight Techno, rest easy.” Y/n mumbled, pressing a soft kiss on the crown of his head.

Not proofread cuz I’m lazy

TWs: Grumpy Levi, Reader Being Adorable.

Levi huffed in mild annoyance as he scanned over the paperwork on his desk. He’d been at this for at least 3 hours and he still had a third of the pages left to read and sign. He brought his hands up to his face and rubbed it vigorously, before letting his arms rest at his sides and his forehead bump the table. He closed his eyes and stayed still for a few moments, before a knock on the door startled him back to reality. He growled softly in annoyance, but he wouldn’t keep the unfortunate soul on the other side of the door standing there all day, so he beckoned them in. Y/n came waltzing in, with his usual cocky swagger that made him look kickable, but Levi held his annoyance in for the moment. “What is it Y/n?” Levi huffed out, his eyes slightly glazed with exhaustion and annoyance. Y/n hummed softly before leaning over the desk, hand grabbing a hold of Levi’s chin, causing his brain to stutter and short circuit.

For as long as he remembered, Techno hated y/n. He was always optimistic and bright, no matter what situation he was caught in. Like right now. Techno stood at the entrance of the vault, peering in to find an amused looking y/n staring into the eyes of wither skulls, then turning his attention to the armor Techno had been working on. Techno readied his sword and stepped into the vault, ready to kill y/n. “You shouldn’t sneak up on people. It’s impolite”. Y/n stated, turning to face Techno with a smile on his face. Techno scowled and said, “you shouldn’t break into another persons property, it’s impolite”.

At these words y/n’s face brightened and he chuckled. “You’re good, I’ll tell you that much. Not just in fighting, but in snarking comebacks as well.”

Techno waited by the door, fist raised to the wood, hesitating. He grumbled in mild annoyance at his own nervousness, turning on his heel to leave.

The door flung open and there stood y/n with an annoyed look on his face. Techno stood rigid for a moment, before turning to face him. His torso was covered in mob blood, the black, syrup like texture giving itself away, but there were occasional swirls of red mixed in. Y/n blinked before stepping forward, grabbing his cloak and tugging him gently inside the house. Y/n led Techno to his couch and sat him down. “Stay here.” Y/n said firmly, marching off into one of his bathrooms. Techno sat in mild discomfort waiting for his friend to return. He glanced around the room, absorbing all the little details. Y/n came back in, a bucket of water and a dry rag in his hands. He placed them down beside him and balanced on his knees. He tugged at Techno’s chest plate and after a minute of convincing Techno that he wouldn’t kill him, Techno begrudgingly took his chest plate off. Y/n tugged his tunic loose and dipped the rag into the bucket of water, squeezing the excess water out and dabbing it lightly on Techno’s wounds.

His face contorted in mild discomfort, but he was grateful that y/n was doing this, rather then himself. The other man calmed him, to a degree, and even calmed the voices. His mind was relatively calmer around the man. He hissed as a healing potion was poured onto his wounds, healing them.

Y/n dropped the rag into the bucket, standing up straight and walked into the kitchen with the bucket in hand. He emptied the water somewhere out of Techno’s sight line and filled it back up, putting it back into his hot bar. He strode back into the room Techno was in, and held out a hand. Techno grabbed it and y/n helped him up. “The shower’s upstairs, second room to the left. Go get a shower, I’ll leave some clothes outside the door for you.”

Techno flushed lightly, but nodded nonetheless. He began to walk up the stairs when he felt a hand grip his wrist. He turned to y/n, staring into his e/c eyes, face flushing lightly. Y/n’s hand found Techno’s and held it tightl. “Be more careful next time, and don’t ever be afraid to come to me if you need help with anything.” He stated strongly. Techno nodded, a blush crawling up his neck, and y/n leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to Techno’s lips. He pulled away and coughed lightly into his hand and Techno had a giddy smile on his face.

Techno walked through the tundra, the wind howling above his head. The blizzard was making it hard to see. He knew the tundra like the back of his hand, but when you're in the middle of a blizzard you tend to get disoriented. Techno sighed, his warm breath was visible in the air. He stumbled slightly, a rather harsh blow from the wind almost knocking him over. He managed to right himself however, and took a step forward.

Except there was nothing there.

His eyes widened as he plummeted into the hole. Water splashed when he hit the bottom and he groaned in pain. He stood, cloak dripping and soaked, heavy on his back. His whole body was drenched from head to toe, and an oncoming breeze caused him to shudder violently. He opened his hotbar and grabbed an enderpearl, tossing it out of the hole. He landed roughly in the snow. He shuddered harshly as the wind battered his body, and he shakily stood stumbling to where he hoped his house was. He soon pulled his compass out of his inventory, having lost his patience and soon, the feeling of his fingers followed. His teeth clattered as he grumbled in annoyance, his legs feeling numb.

He sighed in relief at the sight of his home, light beaming through the windows. He staggered to the door, knocking twice before slumping weakly onto the door, hoping y/n would hear. He heard footsteps approaching the door and collapsed into the arms of his boyfriend when he opened the door. “Techno?!” The man shouted in worry, and Techno chuckled. “That’s my name.” He mumbled weakly into y/n’s shoulder. Y/n picked him up, surprising Techno yet again with his strength. He was laid in front of the fire as his boyfriend rushed into their shared bedroom, grabbing blankets from the room and rushing back into the room where Techno laid. Y/n tugged on his waterlogged cloak, discarding it somewhere on the floor nearby. The rest of Techno’s clothes soon followed. His body trembled harshly, still frozen to the core, and y/n grumbled something inaudible as he tugged Techno’s body into a thick blanket. Techno relaxed into the blanket, trying to warm his body, when y/n picked him off the ground. Y/n sat on the couch, letting Techno lean heavily on him, still shuddering. Y/n wrapped an arm around Techno and started rubbing the blanket in hopes of warming Techno back up. After a few minutes of vigorous rubbing, Technos legs could be felt again and a few minutes after that, his fingers followed suit. He was warm again and smiling slightly. Y/n stood abruptly and said, “Stay here.” gesturing to the couch whilst walking away into the kitchen. Techno mused in mild confusion, before deciding to rest his weary body. A minute or two later, his boyfriend returned with two steaming cups of tea. Techno smiled brightly as he took the steaming cup, mumbling out a quick “thanks”, sipping at his hot tea. The hot beverage felt soothing on his throat and the warmth spread from his stomach to his chest. He shuffled closer to y/n, a smile still plastered on his face. “Where would I be without you?” Techno questioned lightly. Y/n snorted and playfully nudged him. “Freezing to death on the ground.” He stated matter-of-factly. Techno nuzzled further into his boyfriends side before muttering out a small, “I love you.” Y/n smiled softly leaning down to press a kiss to techno’s slightly wet hair.