dsmp little space/ agre one shots :D

little c!Techno/ cg c! wilbur

trans techno my beloved

TW- UNSAFE BINDING, DYSPHORIA, HEAVY TALK OF SELF HARM, BLOOD, SWEARING, MENTIONS OF KILLING, DEREALIZATION (?) idk the right word
(remember to bind safely my loves <3)

also, just be aware that there are some flashbacks and such in this. I'm sorry if it gets confusing to read.
WARNING- i know i put a tw, but this chapter contains some really heavy topics that could be triggering. i really recommend NOT reading this if you're regressed / little right now. stay safe my lovelies <3
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It's currently 2am, and everyone is asleep.

Wilbur was sleeping peacefully in his bedroom, Tommy was snoring from his room, and Phil passed out earlier at his desk in his office.

Technoblade was asleep in nothing but a towel on his bathroom floor, dried blood splattered on the floor and countertop.
Bandages were poorly wrapped around his forearms from when they made him lose control just an hour before.

It was those god damn voices.
They demand so much from him, but he usually has a grasp on himself and refuses.
But this time, they had gotten the best of him.

Techno was going to get in the shower but made the mistake of looking in the mirror as he was getting in.
They all came like a punch in the face.

'you're not a real boy techno."
'stop trying to be something you aren't.'
'stop lying to yourself. just look at how beautiful you are!'

He hated it. They told him that he could only be an actual boy if he repented. If he gave blood to the blood god, it would make him a real boy. It would give him his greatest wish, just at the cost of blood.

Techno was already having a bad dysphoria day because his binder was in the washer, so he had to settle for a too-tight sports bra.

That, along with getting misgendering and dead named at school all day, PLUS the voices were all too much. He couldn't handle it.

So he repented. It was worth a shot, right?

Wrong.

When he repented and looked back up to see his all too feminine build and chest, he broke down. He eventually fell asleep, sobbing on the bathroom floor after lazily wrapping bandages on his arms.

That brings us back to now, currently, 2 am with a sleeping Technoblade on the bathroom floor.

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Wilbur stirred awake to see that it was still pitch black outside his window. He peered over to the clock by his bed.
In bright red lettering, it said '2:15 am'

Wilbur groaned, realizing that he still had five hours before school and he was no longer tired. He decided to use the restroom and got up.

As soon as he stepped out of his bedroom door, he saw that his brother's bedroom door was wide open, and there was a light illuminating under the bathroom door.
Curious as to if his brother was somehow awake too, he walked and knocked on the bathroom door.
When there was no response, he called Techno's name but got no response.
So he decided to open the door.

Boy, was he glad he did.

He opened the door to see his brother on the ground in nothing but a towel, blood surrounding him on the floor, and bandages loosely wrapped around his arms.

Suddenly struck with fear, Wilbur couldn't do anything but stand frozen in shock, staring at the scene.
When he finally came back to his senses, he ran to techno and held him. He tried to shake him awake as he checked for a pulse, and as soon as he felt one, he also felt Techno stir in his arms.