Stuffed...|technoblade x reader|

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"dont skip the dinner and dissapoint everyone" the author spoke to themself as they started to write "YEAH DONT YOU FUCKING DARE" y/n yelled at them breaking the fourth wall. "Dam" the author spoke glumly before moving on with writing the dinner.

it was hell. five minutes in y/n was using their knife for the first time. cutting the steak they were given.

"so.... y/n how is your room?" eret spoke quietly over the people around the table. they all turned quite and looked at you.
          "hm?is someone talking. sorry i only hear a traitor's voice" y/n spoke their voice high and mighty.
     "talk like that again to our king and you'll be dead" sapna spoke calmly from the other side of you.
           "hm? oh sorry, i only hear fat shit" y/n spoke once more. sapnpa stood up looking like he was about to fucking stab y/n but dream coughed with a fake sense of warning. y/n looked at sapnpa through the corner of their eye. he was mumbling and sitting back down his beautiful ravenette hair falling into place(lol help the reader simps(respectfully) for to many characters).

"y/n please.... can you forgive me..." eret spoke once more his voice soft and full of guiltiness. y/n looked up. they stared at him for a few moments.

"eret what did you learn about me in our time together?"
     "you're an anarchist?"
"mhm... and?"
    "you only helped lmanburg because wilbur and tommy are like family"
"badabing badaboom. thata boy. see. i fucking hate your guts now. not only did you betray my family for a FUCKING CROWN- LIKE YOU REALIZE A CROWN DOESNT GIVE YOU ANYTHING, BEING A RULEr OF A KINGDOM DOES N O T H I N G" y/n huffed taking a deep breath "but you also betrayed them. so. goodbye have fun forever being dead to me." y/n spoke a hiss enhancing their words and tangling the air that was already thick with tension.

eret looked at them in surprise... Where was the person that was calm and never threw threats unless it was their enemy? oh... eret... eret was their new found enemy.... that stung more than it did when tommy had yelled at him... to know that you turned a powerful warrior on you to the point you were dead to them. when they used to be so kind to you...

After a few quite tense moments of eret looking guy at y/n and sapna holding a knife with such ferocity his knuckles were white dreams coughed once more. "sooooo. y/n, what have you been doing?" dream asked looking at them from behind his mask. y/n could tell he was because not only was he facing them but the felt the eyes behind the mask looking at them as if he was about to catch them.. fuck the book. he was trying to get them to admit to it.

"nothing much,,, just reading and writing" y/n spoke carefully. if they didn't want to get caught they just needed to be casual about it. not be quick to get nervous. act. normal/
       "hm.. what have you been reading?"
"nothing much, just a book about a few adventures, some books about shapeshifting, and then I have one about these two love interests in this made up world with superpowers and animal like people called castanova that's super interesting."

"uh uh. you don't happen to have any on potions do you?"
      "nope. i used to but you took it away from me when I came into this hell hole" fuck he's caching on.. stay calm y/n dot give yourself away... dream seemed to just nod and y/n looked down carefully letting out a long quite breathe of relief.

The table continued in small talk between the members, not many of them getting loud until y/n heard someone call their name.

"So y/n how's your stuffed animal? '' George asked, acting as if it was nothing. sapna looked at you with a shit testing grind on his face.
      "hm. I'll tell you if you tell me how that bed is, I don't think I've seen you get off it all day, though that's not surprising... some of us actually work" y/nspoke a bitter edge to their vice as they looked at George with a nonchalant look on their face. wow this means really was full of insults huh? well to be fair they brought it onto themselves. they were the ones to kidnap them practically and force them into imprisonment.
the dream laughed and George scoffed before looking away. luckily though y/n was done with their food and had stood up leaving hier dish there as they walked towards the door.

"Oh and by the way you guys" y/n spoke over their shoulder, "yall should really learn how to makeout quieter" they said,their voice was filled to the brim with a teasing laugh as George started to go ape shit, eret laughed, dream laughed... or wheezed and spanap finally stood up and slammed his fist on the table. oop. hit a soft spot for the ravennette did we? hm. what do we care? Absolutely nothing.

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midnight could not roll over any slower. but when mr.raven finally did show up there were a few things on his foot. a pearl, stupid wilbur, a potion of invisibility by the looks of the completely clear yet still somewhat visible due to particles potion, and then pf course his letter... y/n smiled and took the three things reading the letter,

'dear y/n,
             I heard from the children you're escaping tonight and going back home, guess i'll have to tell mr. raven to fly there instead for our nightly talks huh? but seriously, be carefully, I know how much you love to fall out of windows at three am and then when your father figure finds you sneaking out and forces you into bed you have to throw your friend under the bus to let you go... sorry I had to bring that up alright..
            I've decided that since we've gained our independence(tommy gave up his discs, I'm sorry you weren't there to see that) to hold an election! but not now. Maybe after we patch the holes in the ground and get some more people here with maybe just maybe a few houses for usto live in, not a hot dog van for all the boys and a single house for the only girl. speaking off! nikki! she really misses you and said you always come by for some pastries and some crops and she's always one 'mr.ravne away'. Isn't she adorable?
             anyways, I bid you good luck and I pray to whatever god may be out there that you make it to your home safely. and maybe you'll finally be able to read that book!! I'm sure mr/blade would love that.
                         sincerely,
                             me, wilbur soot'

y/n smiled and decided not to bother to write until they got back, they could just send the snowy owl that lived in their attic they somehow tamed like most other creatures they found. they sighed and looked at mr,blade. "mr.blade, let's do this!" they whisper yelled before starting to gather their things one last time.

and this was it. They had everything together. they stood at the edge of their bed right on the widow cell about to drown the potion. see, this would be where one of the dream team members would come in and it would be this epic getaway, but that didn't happen. hell even y/n thought that would happen, they loved story books and it was the biggest troupe ever, it almost made you believe it was real and this stuff always happened. but it didn't. y/n climbed out threw the ender pearl over towards the nether portal and when they landed they drank the invis potion for extra precaution and headed into the portal the 'glass' melting around them about letting them fit into the hot and steamy world of the nether. what a shame. they almost hoped for a epic getaway/

as they were walking they heard footsteps and turned around to see a dream. what./ the. fuck.

dream was yelling for them but y/n was already out of there sprinting as fast as possible, their hand gripping onto the bag as hard as possible as they stumbled over a path. they turned to see dream following a little slower, apparently he saw a few of their particles, and maybe the thick dust that played everywhere in the nether. oh fuckl.

y/n kept running and running eventually making it to a crimson forest. perfect, this would help. they saw a few pigmen and ran up to them. they still kept wondering though.

"OVER HERE PISS BABY'' y/n yelled and dream made a b-line towards them/. good. good good good.... ocne dream was right behind them they turned towards the pigman and punched it square in the face, and dream being five steps away got all the blame..

every. single. Pigman turned and looked at him. but y/n took this chance to sprint off.

"Y/N I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU NEXT TIME I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!"
          "JUST DON'T GET MURDERED BY THE ZOMBIE PIGMEN FIRST AND MAYBE YOU WILL!" y/n yelled back continuing to run this time making it out of the crisimon forest a smile on their face as they chuckled loudly.

"fat chance, I'm top notch."

(1611 WORDS HELL YEAH ESCAPE ARTIST MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA. BUT SERIOUSLY I WASN'T EVEN REALLY PLANNING ON Y/N DOING THIS WAND THEN IG TO THE IDEA AND I WAS LIKE "OOP"
also fun fact: this entire story is improv. i have the slightest bit of idea where the story is going but the rest is improv and in the flow :>)