Kingdoms Fall- TechnobladexReader

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"What do you mean by that...?"

"TECHNOBLAAAADE!!!!" You screeched, wrapping your arms around his torso without thinking, holding on for your life.

"Hah! I told you to hold on!"

WIth a bit of protest from your own mind, you tucked your face into the crook of his neck in an attempt to hide your face from the stinging wind. Your hair whipped behind you, and you knew it would be a nightmare to brush.

"Hold on, Y/N. It'll be over soon!"

"It better be!"

Somehow, it barely felt like you were moving. The only thing you could feel was the subtle lift of the horse's hind legs and the wind swirling around you. Though, before you knew it, Carl was slowing down.

"Here."

Carl came to a short stop, bumping you forward slightly. That's when you realized how close you two are. You were stuck tightly to his back, you arms slung under his. It was as if you were hugging him with all of your might. Your nose was tucked against his neck. In all honesty, you thought he smelt rather nice. Like pine trees and freshly-cut grass.

"You gonna let go? This kinda hurts."

Quickly, you pulled away. You stumbled off of the horse, desperately trying to catch your footing. You ran your fingers through your H/C hair roughly, catching a few harsh knotts. Looking around, the back entrance to their garden didn't look much different than yours. Other than the lack of knights, of course. There wasn't a single guard in sight.

Technoblade tied Carl off on a loose fence and crouched down behind him.

"Over here."

You stepped over to see him holding up a wooden trapdoor, his legs dangling in the opening. He slid into it, the door slamming behind him. Hesitantly, you reached over and lifted it.

There was a roar of laughter from the bunker, followed by a name. You dropped down into the space- they went silent.

The playful expression on, who you knew was Phil's, face dropped into a serious one.

"Is this her?"

"Yeah, this is her."

Your stomach churned, a response to the venom that Philza was staring into you.

"Are you sure? It's nothing like the portraits."

"She was the one on the throne..."

"Those were of my sister. She died long ago, TB."

"Ah, Tuberculosis. I remember that, it was dreadful seeing her waste away." Someone with a thick accent spoke from behind you.

"Oh, hello." You spun on your heel, meeting eyes with a familiar tall brunette.

"Hello, Y/N."

"You're to be at my kingdom by tomorrow."

"And you're to be at your kingdom right now."

"Good point."

You turn to the left of him, a curious-looking younger brunette matching your gaze.

"Wilbur, you know this girl?"

"Yes, we grew up together... kind of. I was to marry her sister, and then Niki, and then her. But, now, well..."

"So- I'm safe here, right? He's the real Technoblade."

"Yes, he's the real Techno. You're safe here, we have no reason to hurt you."

He paused, his eyes lost in thought, "But, what I must know, what do you plan to do when the kingdoms fall?"