#bigq

AGAIN MY NEW BIG Q OUTFIT..

MEP MEP

He's so cute🥹

QUACKITY'S NEW PROYECT TEASER FANART

Anyway, Quackity new hairstyle ;)

ROULETTE MY BELOVED<???   from the fic of the same name by @medium-kat07   (ilysm omg)    hopefully i did this guy some justice, even if he looks like i grabbed him right out of the early 90s ALSO GO READ THE FIC OMG

Technoblade x reader

Dreamsmp reality.

Your hands shook as you stirred the soup in the pan. Sniffles were the only thing that could be heard, tears falling constantly. The man you loved was dead, you didn’t know how you could possibly go on now. You were staring at the wall for so long you didn’t realise the spoon in your hand had fallen flicking soup everywhere. Your eyes scrunched together and more tears fell as you let out whimpers. Loud sobs that reeked of sorrow.

“Stay here.” He said. His deep voice rumbling through him.

“No Techno, please..” he looked down at you with those big eyes and sigh. “Please don’t go.” You begged.

“I have to. If I don’t they could find you, hurt you. I couldn’t live with myself if anyone hurt you.” He placed both hands on either side of your head and brought his lips to your forehead. Your eyes closed letting the tears that had gathered in your eyes, fall.

“I love you.” You whimpered, clutching his shirt desperately hoping if you held it tighter he’d stay.

“And I, you.” He tilted your head up and kissed you deeply, lovingly. Quickly he left knowing if he took one more look at you he’d burn the world down so he could stay. He had to do this to keep you safe.

Techno fought them with every trick he knew. He was winning until, the man you knew as Quackity had Carl’s reigns in his hand and an axe.

“No Carl.” You had named the horse after the man who had once protected your life with his. Karl Jacobs, he was just a boy and your were just a girl when you met. He saved you from drowning, that was the first and last time you saw him but you wanted to honour him. So you named the injured horse you found Carl and you nursed him back to health with the help of Technoblade. You watched, helpless as Techno dropped his weapons and cloak. The four L’manburgerians ushered both the man and horse you loved into the forest.

You curled into yourself. Pulling your knees to your chest and putting your forehead forward. But a knock on the door made your head shoot up. Frowning you stood up and made your way to the door and opened it.

“Tommy.” He took in your miserable appearance.

“Where’s Techno?” He asked, a look of confusion on his face.

“Tommy.” You cried sadly stepping forward, he took you in his arms and hugged you as you weeped. He had been like a little brother to you. Your heart always broke a little when you thought about how he was exiled from his beloved country and hurt by Dream.

“He...they took him.” You wailed gripping his snow coat with everything you had. Something, anything to ground you. Technoblade was your anchor and now that he’s gone you just felt like you were floating out there, unsafe and alone.

“Darlin?” Your whole body tensed at the sound of his voice. Two hands made themselves known on your body, taking over Tommy’s gently hug and pulling you into a new, bone crushing one.

“Techno.” You whispered clinging to him. You didn’t even have to see his face. The smell of him, the sound of his voice was enough.

“It’s okay. I’m here.” He replied with a gentle tone. He held you with everything he had. Cradling your head with such care.

“Well this is awkward.” Tommy chuckled making you giggle into Techno’s chest.

“Give me a minute Tommy. I’ll be back.” Techno said to his nephew and pulled you up with him. Escorting you into your house and upstairs. He held you close to him, not letting go even as he sat both of you down on your shared bed.

“I thought I lost you. I was so scared.” You told him quietly.

“I made you a promise once didn’t I? Remember what that was?” He asked tilting your chin up to look at him.

“You’ll never leave me as long as you breath.” You remember it perfectly. It was the night you’d vowed to be with each other til death do you part.