#human!techno

Techno was on the verge of turning around and going home, but after some hesitation, he still descended into the ravine where the naga slept.

And how surprised Philza was. Of course, humans woke him up by sneaking attacks while he was trying to bask in the sun or sleep. But this man was poking him in the belly with a stick. What the fuck?

Phil lifted Techno by his clothes, leaving him dangling helplessly in mid-air. "Ha-ha, hello...Um- funny story! And if you don't kill me, I'm willing to tell you about it." And Phil was curious, but when Techno got to the part about the artifact, the naga told him frankly that the human would have to take it by himself. Because of how small it was compared to the naga.

Of course, Techno wasn't happy and tried to find out if the naga was lying.

Philza simply said, "If I wanted to eat you, I'd have already. Take it yourself or go home before I change my mind." He has a point, but Techno was still scared. Because this was a BIG deal after all. His life was potentially in danger.

Despite Philza's words, Techno decides to protect himself and do something nice for the naga to reduce the chance of being digested even further. They talk a bit more, and Phil admits he can't get rid of the swords in his stomach. Techno agrees to safely retrieve them so they don't further traumatize the naga from within.

So, after a few humiliating screams and new trauma, Techno finally reaches the stomach. He finds what he was looking for and does what he promised the naga.

Phil says he feels the other human approaching.

And at that moment, something shifts in Techno's mind, and he asks Philza to scare Sneeg. Phil laughs and calls Techno vindictive, but the herbalist doesn't care. He was tired, and after everything he'd gone through today, he couldn't let Sneeg miss out on such an ‘unforgettable’ experience.

For Sneeg, everything is much more traumatic, and he apologizes to Techno in stomach for putting them both in danger. Finally, the herbalist admits it's a prank, and Philza releases them.

Later, Techno visits naga for purely 'medical' purposes, but Phil simply enjoys holding the human in his stomach while he's being 'checked.' After a while, they begin to argue, and Techno insists that he's not just 'someone who can be alive in his stomach,' but a friend.

Since Philza grew up in an unfair, cruel, and wild environment, he has to rethink some things. And Techno has to suppress his fear and hope that he sounds convincing enough to keep their friendship from becoming one-sided.

At some point, Philza realizes that he likes Techno as a person. He listens to all Techno's chatter about herbs and sometimes finds something of interest. And the naga begins to care for the human in his own way.

One day, Techno was so exhausted that he didn't notice Phil sneaking up on him. He screamed as warm breath hit him in the back.

While Techno was complaining, Phil noticed how shitty the human looked. “When did you sleep last?”

Herbalist tried to awkwardly get out of the conversation, but Philza insisted that he needed rest.

So Technoblade ended up trying to sleep in naga's stomach, shutting himself off from all the worries that awaited him. He said, “Now I have an official excuse for missing work.”

Philza chuckled, “Consider it a day off.” Naga put his hand on the place where Techno was lying. “Have a good rest, mate.”

That's all! Basically, Philza always considered humans as weak creatures when they were alone, but he didn't intentionally hunt them. However, some of them provoke a fight, and then you know their fates :] I enjoyed writing about the idea that someone could literally trust their own life to a stranger (especially a predator). And Techno taught Philza to notice small details that are also important. Sometimes he regrets that Phil has become so observant and can catch him in a lie more quickly.

Anyway! If I missed a trigger warning or tag, let me know!

Hopefully I'll return to publishing g/t stories soon, but I don't think I'll be publishing about vore often. (‘cause it's not that popular, and most of it will remain in drafts)

Tubbo woke up with a stretch. He was so Fucking ready for tomorrow! He got up and quickly got ready for school, he was so happy that his Birthday was on a Friday, and he was excited to get his mark. Sure everyone got the Prey mark all the time, but it was still exciting! He exited the house, and waved goodbye to his mom as he started the walk to school, he looked around to see if he could spot his best friend, but he seemed to be nowhere around... suspicious. It didn't take long for him to enter the school, as soon as he did so though, Tommy jumped out in front of him from behind a corner, making a booing sound. "Gah-!" He flinched. "Don't fucking scare me like that man-" He swatted the laughing Tommy as they headed toward their first class of the day... this was gonna be a long day...

After a few classes, he sat down in his last class for the day, History. "Woooo, finally almost done-" He spoke, leaning back in his chair, to Tommy who sat behind him. "What do you think is gonna be on the shitty lesson plan for toda-?" He was cut off. "Language Mr. Schlatt." Came Mr. Halo's voice as he entered the room, his wings curled inward as he got to his desk. "Settle down all of you muffins, now, today's lesson is gonna be on the founding of Essempi..." Mr. Halo droned on and on about Essempi and seemingly everything that happened ever... until the last few minutes of class. "Now, before I dismiss all of you, we're gonna have a brief lesson on the Marks, as I believe we have two muf- I mean, students, who are turning Eighteen tomorrow, correct Mr. Schlatt and Mr. Minecraft?" Tubbo and Tommy both nodded, confirming his question. "Alright then, as you all know, in the entire history of the world, there have been two Marks-" "The Mark of The Prey and The Mark of the Pred, right D- I mean, sir?" Came Sapfucks voice from the back, dude got an unfair advantage honestly. "That is correct Mr. Sapnap, however, there hasn't been a Pred marked in many many years... people doubt they even exist now as everyone who's turned eighteen since then has always been Prey." He turned to face the class again, after having drawn the marks for Pred and Prey on the board.

The Prey Mark resembled bunny ears, while The Pred Mark was depicted as being a set of fox ears. "Even so, it's important that we all know how to defend ourselves properly in the off-chance that someone DOES get the Pred Mark-" He quickly added- "But of course, the chances of anybody getting the Pred Mark is very low of course. Who can tell me some abilities of Preds?" A few hands went up, not Tubbo's tho, he couldn't remember. "Yes Mr. Found?" Of course, the teacher would pick someone whose hand wasn't up. To be fair though, George was passed the fuck out. Tubbo suppressed a chuckle with Tommy. "Oh, er, what was the question again-?" Tommy snickered again as Mr. Halo sighed. "Could you tell me some things about the Preds' abilities Mr. Found? Then you can get back to your muffiny nap-" He said with a polite smile, eventually George would gather his thoughts and blab on a bit more about how they could 'size-shift' and 'smell emotions' and a few other random things that just weren't relevant anymore. Tubbo groaned as this ensued, lightly doodling on his desk before finally... the bell rang.

"Thank Prime..." He heard Tommy mutter as they gathered their things to leave. "Where too Boss Man-?" He asked Tom as they walked the halls of rapidly departing students. "Hmmm, ahhhhh, I just want it to be tomorrow already man!" he pouts a bit as they walk. “Don’t worry Tom, tomorrow isn’t that much farther away, everything will go just fine.” He reassured, they eventually just got some dinner and headed home so they could get started on some homework… and sleep a bit earlier to speed up the process. Tubbo yawned as he worked at his desk, the hours seem to go by so slowly yet so fast at the same time as he trudged through assignment after assignment. He was so glad when he could collapse onto his bed, and finally began to fall asleep…

Meanwhile, Tommy had sped-run his assignments… and was sneaking out of his Dad’s house again, which wasn’t exactly difficult. Ever since Techno had gone missing a few years ago, Phil hadn’t really been the same, which sucked a lot. Tommy wandered through the woods, knowing exactly where he was going. It didn’t take long before he reached his destination, a small box fort, a training dummy, and two wooden swords lay abandoned amongst the grass and twigs. He sighed as he reached down and picked up one that was marked with a big T, only glancing at the one with the lil T. “Miss you Techno…” He rubbed some of the dirt off and placed it back down where it was, before picking up the other sword and turning to the dummy.

After a Prime knows how long amount of time of slashing at the dummy, Tommy rested at the entrance to the box fort that vaguely resembled a castle, just looking about the space as he remembered the old times, he closed his eyes…

“C’mon Tommy I know you can do it-!” Came Techno’s voice from the tree above. “Techno! Just give it the fuck back!” Tommy shouted as he tried to climb up the tree, just barely missing the handhelds. “I will, if you can make it up here, how will you ever be able to escape a Pred if you can’t throw yourself up a tree like I can-?” He spoke, dangling the lil T sword above Tommy’s head from a branch. “You’ve just gotta find the proper foot and handholds.” He encouraged. Tommy took a step back, and inspected the tree again, before trying again. This time, he was able to get up. He grabbed at the handhelds that he could, and though he did stumble once or twice, he was able to get high enough to touch the tip of his sword… before promptly falling. But Techno’s hand caught him, and pulled him up and away from the fall. “Hey, you did pretty good Theseus.” He spoke with a smile as he handed Tommy his sword back. Tommy accepted it with a semi/embarrassed look at having to be rescued, but the two laughed it off and eventually headed home…

Tommy opened his eyes. Fuck, he’d fallen asleep… at least he had a good dream. He stood up and ran back home as fast as he could, going back through his window and looking at himself in his bedroom mirror… today was the day. It was his birthday which meant that… he pulled his sleeve back, and looked at his right arm. On the arm, clear as day, we’re two bunny ears. He smiled, Phew… he had to admit, despite the fact that he knew that it would not be fox ones, it still kinda spooked him. He stretched, and got ready for school quickly. He was excited to see Bee Boy so that they could laugh about how nervous he was…

Tubbo woke up groggy. Hm, something smelt sweet, he wondered if his mom had actually made something. He got up, and looked at himself in the bedroom mirror. He messed with his hair a little bit before leaving it the way it had been. Then, he suddenly remembered, The Mark! He excitedly held his arm up, and pulled back the sleeve. His face did a few different things as he looked at the reflection… it switched from Excitement, to Confusion, to Shock, and then finally, to a combination of Fear and Nervousness. He quickly grabbed a marker off his desk and held it to the Fox Ears that were on his arm, almost glinting in the sunlight as if to say: “Look at me!” He quickly scribbled over the mark a bit, making the Fox Ears look like the Bunny ones that signified Prey. T-this couldn’t be… he couldn’t be a Pred!

Suddenly, another scent came into the air, another sweet one… from outside. A knock came at the door, and he heard Tommy shout. “Open up Bee Boy, we’ve gotta get to school! Happy Birthday by the way!” Oh shit… he exited his room, and went to open the door…

 Present day Tommy liked to say he cursed Siren out when that happened. That he hadn’t backed down, even when the villain had reached for him.

 In reality, when Tommy noticed Siren start to walk toward him, he had froze. His fear in that moment had been overwhelming and all he could do was back away until his back hit the wall of the tank. He had just watched this man kill other humans and command them with simple words after all. If the villain could do all that to some humans, Tommy didn’t even want to think about what he could do to a borrower like Tommy.

 Siren opened his mouth and Tommy expected a command, an order.

 Instead, Siren’s words held no power to them. “It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.”

 Siren had then grabbed him in a gentle fist, taking him out of his cage. Tommy had struggled, not believing his words. Why would he? Words meant nothing when he felt helpless in the grip of a human. He fought against the hand until he was exhausted, going limp in the grip by the time Siren had made it home. 

 That night had been filled with gentle words and light touches. Something that surprised Tommy more than anything. Even the heroes that had captured him hadn’t been so gentle. 

 And that night, a promise was made. One that calmed Tommy’s heart and opened himself up to the idea that maybe he could trust what Siren said.

 “I promise, I’ll never use my powers on you.” Siren, Wilbur, had said that fateful night. And Tommy, despite his lingering fears, had believed him.

 He had been a fool.

 “Tommy, seriously, you’re being ridiculous.” Wilbur said and it wasn’t hard to hear the annoyed tone in his voice. He was at the opposite end of the table that Tommy was standing on. At the other end was The Blade, or Techno as he preferred to be called by those closer to him. Tommy was still in awe over the fact that he even fit into that category.

 But he wasn’t focused on that right now. No, because Wilbur was the one being ridiculous. All Tommy wanted was information and Techno was willing to give it to him. Not Wilbur.

 “How am I being ridiculous? I deserve to know what kinds of things you guys do! And since you won’t tell me, Techno graciously offered to tell me himself.” Tommy said with a huff. He was feeling a bit overwhelmed with two humans hovering over him but he remained as calm as he could. 

 “Tommy.” Wilbur sounded tense now, along with still being annoyed. It made Tommy flinch. “You don’t understand. This sort of stuff…” Wilbur shook his head. “You don’t need to know it.”

 “Don’t need to…?” Tommy curled his hands into fists. “I do though! I hate seeing you come back home with whatever new injury you have! We live together, big man, I deserve to know what’s going on with you and the rest of the SBI.” Tommy crossed his arms. “I’d rather have heard it from you but if Techno is more willing to tell me then so be it.”

 Said villain was still just standing there and though he still had his mask on, it was easy to see how awkward he was feeling with Tommy and Wilbur arguing. He cleared his throat though, bringing attention to himself. “Seriously Wil, the kid deserves to-”

 “Shut it, Techno.” He interrupted him, before turning back to Tommy. “Just come here. You don’t need to know about any of this.” Wilbur repeated and that was the last straw. Tommy turned his back to Wilbur angrily.

 “You’re not the boss of me.” Tommy said. If he wanted to learn some things from Techno, he didn’t need Wilbur’s f****** permission.

 But turned around as he was, he couldn’t see the expression on Wilbur’s face.

 But he did hear the growl. 

 “Tommy, come here.”

 A cold, foreign power washed over his body and panic settled into his gut. Against his will, his body turned and started walking towards Wilbur. Tommy tried to fight against it, but his body wouldn’t so much as twitch against the hold Wilbur had over him. “No no no no.” Came out in short, stuttered breaths.

“Wilbur…” Techno’s tone was unreadable and his voice trailed off. Wilbur himself ignored Techno altogether, eyes focused on Tommy, an unrecognizable look in them. 

 His feet carried him closer until he was right in front of the villain. But as soon as he made it, the power over him fell away and Tommy took this opportunity to try and run. Even though he knew it was hopeless, he still had to try.

 “Stop.” 

 Tommy froze and tears pricked the corners of his eyes. 

 A hand wrapped around him, gentle as always but this time Tommy didn’t find comfort in being in the hold at all. He felt utterly betrayed and terrified and as Wilbur turned Tommy over in his hand so they were now face to face, Tommy found he couldn’t meet his eyes.

 “You…You promised.” Tommy choked out, close to sobbing. He knew he should have never trusted a human, let alone a villain.

 Wilbur’s facade broke a little but he composed himself and opened his mouth again. Tommy flinched at just that.

 “Sleep, Tommy.”

 And Tommy was powerless to stop the way his eyes closed and darkness took over him.

***

 “Seriously Wilbur?” Techno said as Wilbur held Tommy gently in his hands. “I thought you ‘promised’.” Techno said, eyebrow raised but not quite mad per say. 

 “I did but…you heard him! He wasn’t going to back down.” Wilbur looked down at the incredibly tiny life in his hands, trying to push away the guilt that was trying to crawl up into his heart. “It’s too dangerous for him to know this stuff, you know that.” Wilbur glared at Techno but his brother only shrugged.

 “It’s also dangerous for him not to know.” Techno said. “But fine. If you want to keep him in the dark, then that’s your decision. But I can tell you, after this? He’s not gonna trust you like he used to.”

 Wilbur bit his lip and looked down at Tommy again. He looked so peaceful when asleep. He used a finger to gently move some hair out of his face before sighing. “I know.” He looked up to meet Techno’s eyes. “I know, which is why I have to do this.”

 Techno looked confused but Wilbur ignored him and brought Tommy a bit closer. “Tommy.” He said, his voice already thick in sweetness and power. “When you wake up, you won’t remember me using my power on you or this conversation.” He felt his power flush out of him and fall around Tommy. He watched the borrower shiver for a brief moment before becoming lax once again.

 And there it was. A second chance. A reset. He didn’t have to feel bad because Tommy didn’t remember and that made it fine. It meant that, in the long run, his mistake didn’t matter. Right?

 “...How many times have you broken your so called promise?” Techno asked and Wilbur jerked up, looking at Techno with wide eyes. He quickly calmed himself though and held Tommy close to his chest.

 “...I don’t have to answer that.” Wilbur said after some hesitation. “Besides, it-it doesn’t matter. Tommy won’t remember this and I won’t do it again. It’ll be fine.”

 Techno only hummed. “Right.” He turned around and headed towards the door. “Welp, I’ll let you deal with all that. See you at dinner tomorrow.” And with that, Techno left him alone with Tommy.

 “Techno just doesn’t understand.” He muttered to himself, taking a seat on the couch and still cradling Tommy in his hands. He looked back down at him and pushed down the guilt. “I’m just doing this to protect you. Besides, I won’t do it again. Never again.”

Mcyt g/t tag list:

 Wilbur, with his passion for music and comedy, always making fun of his brothers (especially Tommy) but at the same time being incredibly protective over them.

 Technoblade, with his hardened exterior but soft inside, the way he focused on things and went all out on them, and cared more than he’d ever let on.

 And Tommy, who was young, loud, and brash but also quite mature and smart. He knew how to make people laugh and used that ability whenever given the chance.

 ...Yeah, he supposed the answer to his question was obvious.

 The three humans had definitely won over his heart unlike anyone else ever had. Human and borrower alike.

 But was all that really enough for Phil to risk literally everything in order to help these kids out?

 Apparently yes.

 “Alright, that’s it, we’re fixing things up around here!” Phil yelled out into the full kitchen. All three humans had been standing around, rummaging through pantries and the fridge while chatting with each other.

 He had appeared on the counter with crossed arms. He would have preferred to be higher up and not within arms reach of the humans but that wasn’t possible for him in this area of the house. He just had to hope they’d be too shocked to think of grabbing him.

 Wilbur, Techno, and Tommy looked at Phil in shock and awe and Phil tried his best to not squirm underneath their gazes.

 “Wha-?” Wilbur started but Phil cut him off.

 “Nope, none of that now. Here’s what’s going to happen.” Phil looked to Wilbur first. “Wilbur, you are going to go to the store and get some actual groceries. I want this place stocked full of protein and veggies and some fruits. No chips or candies, got it?”

 Wilbur only stared open mouthed at him. “How do you know my-”

 “I said, do you got it?” Phil interrupted again, his tone turning more stern. Wilbur stood up straighter.

 “Um, uh, yes--yes sir.” And with that Wilbur grabbed his keys and headed out. Phil blinked, almost not believing that actually worked. 

 And he certainly wasn’t expecting to be called sir of all things.

 He turned towards Tommy and Techno, who were looking at him with much the same expression.

 “What the s***?” Tommy muttered, looking between him and where Wilbur had just left.

 “Now, you two are going to clean this house top to bottom before Wil comes back, yeah? This place is a f****** mess.”

 Tommy looked like he wanted to protest but Techno placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him. Phil and Techno met gazes, both intense. Though Phil couldn’t help but notice how much of an advantage Techno had, with his size and all.

 “...We’ll clean up but only if you promise to stick around.” Techno said.

 Phil blinked. “...I wasn’t planning on leaving, not permanently. I’ll be going back into the walls but I’ll be back when Wilbur is.” Phil said honestly, not even worrying about the fact that he had revealed where he lived.

 Techno looked at him silently for a few moments before nodding.

 “...Alright. Come on, Tommy. Let’s clean this place.”

 Techno dragged Tommy away, who was in the midst of confused yelling and cursing. Phil winced but didn’t blame him. 

 Phil was honestly really surprised that that went well. The humans had actually listened to him, which was just, mind-boggling for the borrower. But he wasn’t going to complain, especially if this meant the humans would start taking care of themselves better.

 Phil slipped back into the walls. He’d be back, just as he told Techno but for now, he didn’t want to be out in the open.

***

 Wilbur was back home an hour later, coming into the house with five grocery bags on each arm. He set them on the table and looked around for the little person that had told him to go out in the first place.

 “He’s not here but he said he’d be back.” Techno answered, coming into the kitchen. He was wearing gloves and his hair was up in a ponytail. He was also holding a duster, one that he quickly put back underneath the sink. At the confused look Wilbur gave him, Techno shrugged. “He told Tommy and I to clean the house.”

 “Yeah! And it sucked! Why did we listen to that weird tiny man again?” Tommy asked, coming into the kitchen as well. He was quick to throw off his own gloves.

 Wilbur started putting the food away, thinking it over. “I don’t...I don’t know. It is weird though, isn’t it?”

 “You can say that again.” Tommy scoffed. “I have half a mind to stick the guy in a jar the next time I see him.”

 “Um...please don’t.”

 All three humans turned in surprise toward the sudden voice. There, on the opposite counter, where he had appeared the first time, was the tiny person again. He looked a bit more nervous than before, probably thanks to Tommy’s threat.

 “Huh, so you actually came back.” Techno commented.

 The tiny man looked confused. “Well yeah, I said I would, didn’t I?” His eyes wandered between the three of them, but mostly towards Tommy and Techno honestly couldn’t blame him.

 “Don’t worry,” He felt the need to say, placing a hand on Tommy’s shoulder. “No one is sticking anyone in any jars. Right?” Techno directed the last word to Tommy, who looked offended.

 “Come on! I wasn’t actually going to do it!” Tommy shouted. The tiny man winced at the volume but looked a bit more relaxed than before.

 “If you don’t mind me asking…” Wilbur suddenly spoke up and Techno was surprised to see that he had taken a couple of steps closer to the tiny man. “Who are you? What are you? And why did you...tell us to do these things?” Wilbur asked, motioning toward the groceries.

 The tiny man shrugged. “I saw how you all lived, didn’t think it was healthy, and I decided to insert myself forcefully into your lives in order to help you out.” The tiny man explained simply.

 The three humans blinked at him.

 “Ah.” Wilbur said. “Okay, yeah no, that’s fair.” 

 “Okay, but you didn’t answer the other questions!” Tommy said loudly and man, Tommy’s loudness probably wasn’t good for the tiny man’s equally tiny ears.

 “Ah right, about that.” The man looked a bit nervous again. “See, technically, my kind aren’t allowed to speak to humans. Or show ourselves for that matter. I’m breaking a lot of rules by being here with you three.”

 “And?” Tommy demanded and Techno tried to reel him in a little. He didn’t want Tommy scaring him off.

 “And part of those rules is to not tell our species name to the humans.” The tiny man paused. “Although at this point does it even matter?” The question was mostly muttered to himself but that didn’t stop Wilbur from answering anyway.

 “I’m going to say no but only because I want to know.” Wilbur said. He hadn’t moved any closer but Techno realized he was in reach of the small man. He wasn’t making any moves towards the little man though, so Techno let him be.

 The tiny man laughed, throwing everyone off. “Well, when you put it like that...” He said with a shake of his head. “Alright, but…” The tiny man grew serious, reminding them of earlier, when they first met. “Ya can’t tell anyone about me, alright? Having three humans knowing about me is already too much, I don’t need any more.”

 “You have our word.” Techno spoke up for everyone. Neither Wilbur nor Tommy spoke up to say otherwise.