⛧𝕿𝖗𝖚𝖊 𝖗𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖞⛧ Dream X Male!Reader⛧ DISCONTINUED

⛧Chapter 1⛧

⛧Uh- I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. And here's the second :) I don't know why I'm making this- oh wait- clout. And for a friend Ɛ> ⛧

Footsteps echoed through the high-ceilinged hallway, a cold breeze blew through the room, making the red velvet fabric decorating the intricate walls flutter from the gold bars they hung from. The footsteps came from three men, Technoblade, Ranboo and Y/N. The three were chattering amongst themselves about the following months, upcoming meetings, upcoming celebrations, dances.

"Are we gonna make the blood ball next month any less boring or what?" Y/N chuckled with a snarky tone, a bounce in his step from a nice awakening against to the usual.

"They're not boring, you just have no class, Y/N" Techno snapped backed in a playful manner, looking back to Y/N who was walking behind him, Ranboo next to Y/N

"No, I don't think that's it- pretty sure they're just boring" Ranboo butted in with a nervous chuckle

"You two are uncultured. You're time to mature will come" Techno sighed jokingly

"Those balls n' dances are just a bunch of people standing around and gossiping like old people" Y/N groaned, staring up at the ceiling. He never enjoyed the dances but he never knew what exactly made him hate it. He never hated social interactions, so where did this hate come from?

"Tommy sells drugs under the snack tables." Ranboo muttered, just loud enough for both of them to hear. He said it so casually, like it was nothing.

"Tell tommy I want some" Y/N said with a tired sigh, laughing right after.

They were walking for a good 6 minutes, Techno was planning on making a speech to the public on announcing a kingdom fair to raise citizens morale.

The fair was already set up, a Ferris wheel and a travelling circus had been booked to be set up by the docks. Y/N did a lot of the planning, getting independent, local shopkeepers and entertainers involved. He was also the one who rented the Ferris wheel.

There was still a rather long walk to go, and the trio were silent. Y/N spoke up, breaking the strangely uncomfortable silence.
"I'm gonna go to the blood ball wearing a fuckin princess dress.." He muttered, imaging himself running dramatically around the castle in a flowing dress, trying to save the King from an assassination. That was an absurd guess, but Y/N snickered at the thought.

"Breaking gender rules is always a fun activity" Technoblade said, closed eyes and a small smirk.

"nahh" Y/N sighed, holding his hands behind his head "I can't run around and stab traitors as easily"

"maybe not the stabbing part" Ranboo giggled nervously, a small smirk on his dual-coloured face.

"maybe definitely the stabbing part" Techno cut in, the thought of violence made his interest perk. The thought of stabbing another being made the hairs on his neck stand up, a sensation he loved.

The banter and the joking continued for a few minutes. The trio navigated the grand castle, passing maids and servants going by their usual routine. They passed through rooms decorated with gold and rich velvet fabric. Guards stood stationary outside stately doors, protecting jewels and valuables worth millions.

The three entered a large room, there were large windows lining one wall, a door leading to a dark marble balcony with pillars, the blood district flags hanging off the edges. There were large red chairs in a corner of the vast room, the 3 comfortable sofas surrounded a dark oak coffee table. Portraits of Technoblade and Ranboo littered the bare walls, along with much older paintings of wars, ancestors of Technoblade and powerful tyrants who ruled before the blood district even existed as an independent kingdom. Most of the room was empty, spacious, one room leading off from where servants would appear.