Until Time Itself Stops (Technoblade x Reader)

Minecraft Monday ft TommyInnit

A high pitched beeping noise went off in my apartment, waking me up with a groan. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I rolled over, semi falling off the bed as my feet found purchase with the floor.

As my bare feet came into contact with the cold wood of the floor, my mind jolted awake. My adrenaline spiked, my heart pumping with blood and anxiety as I remembered that today was the day... Today I would start playing in Minecraft Mondays.

Taking a deep breath, I padded over to the kitchen to grab a can of mountain dew to keep me awake for the games. Although my nerves were skyrocketing enough to probably keep me awake in the first place, but it's always better to be safe than sorry, am I right chat?

I popped open the can, smiling at the satisfying popping sound that it made while my thumb lifted the tab. Taking the first of many sips, I set down the can and decided to stretch a bit, starting with my arms before moving onto my legs.

Picking up the drink I walked into the bathroom, deciding to splash some water on my face after I brushed my teeth because my heart was beating like crazy. 'Why am I like this? What is wrong with me? I've done a lot of other streams before. Why is this one so different?' I tried to keep the thought of Techno being in this one out of my head, trying to reason that Im not a huge simp and gonna die when I even see his gamertag in the distance, let alone his minecraft skin actually playing in front of my eyes.

"Stop it y/n!" I said aloud, my thoughts going a mile a minute as I slapped my face with my hands. Taking a deep breath I looked into my (e/c) eyes in the mirror, sharpening my gaze before smiling. You got this, you are the legendary Assassin after all.

Making my way down the hall to my room, I paused as I looked at my computer, the background of anime boy technoblade staring back at me. Jesus christ, I mean I'm an atheist but if the lord could help me now...

Cracking my knuckles I sat down in my (f/c) gaming chair, swiveling myself so that my whole body was facing towards the screen. This was going to be one hell of a ride. Looking at the time, it read 10:30, not enough time to practice and eat. However, with my nerves this bad I probably couldn't force anything down anyways, so I decidedly ignored food for the time being and opened discord. The notifications surprised me, with bad and dream sending me quick good lucks, and Tommy spamming me since eight in the morning asking to practice with him. I mean I don't care if we are both eighteen and legally adults, he is one hell of an annoying child.

Deciding not to text Tommy and simply call him to save time, I dialled him on discord. To say I got whiplash from how fast he picked up would be an understatement as I heard his screeching from where I had my headset on my desk. Turning down the volume I carefully put my (f/c) headset on before giving a tentative "Hello?"
"Y/n oh my god where have you been? Ive been practicing for hours and cant believe that you left me all alone to do all this! Are you even my friend? In the face of this war you are doing the bare minimum and that is not enoug-"
"Tommy are you streaming by any chance?" I cut him off, seeing the hyperness that he gets when he is in the middle of a stream start to come out.

"Of course woman! I started streaming thirty minutes ago, the event starts in half an hour! I am not an idiot like you who doesn't stream til the last minute!"

"Oi its called fashionably late, thank you very much! But what would you know of fashion hmmm? Mr I wear the same shirt everyday?"
"Well I'll have you know that my mother bought this shirt for me and she thinks its lovely. Do you want me to tell her you think her sense of style is terrible? MU-"
"DON'T YOU DARE MR INNIT! I will not have mother innit hating me!"
"Thats what I thought"

"Mhmm I hope you know you just admitted to the fact that your mom still picks out clothes for you~"

"Oi-"