this used to be called Headcannons

Volleyball flirt (MCYT)

Random one-shot I came up with at 9pm at night a few nights ago.

should I be writing this when I have about 1k words to write in MYAP? probably not, but i need to write this before I loose the idea

au where Ranboo is techno's adopted son, this is purely bc of the phrase "Walmart Technoblade" IDEK what Walmart is, but it sounds like a shopping store like Woolworths or something.

also I'm writing this in the middle of a production rehearsal, so this is fun :P

The sound of a door slamming shook the apartment.

"by that many points?" techno laughed, turning in his chair to watch the teen come through the short hallway. instead of seeing the usual face of disappointment, he was greeted with a smile.

He raised an eyebrow, slightly confused.

"what happened?"

The half enderman shook his head.

"you wouldn't believe." Ranboo bet.

Techno settled back into his chair, ready to hear the tea.

"shoot."

"we won by 15 points." The boy stated casually.

(pls go easy on me I just researched a bunch about volleyball, idk how it actually works pls send help)

The pink haired man stared in amazement.

"... How'd you do it?" Yes, he suspected something else was going on, the team had barely ever won, let alone by that much.

"..."

"Ranboo Beloved, did you cheat?" He looked slightly unnerved at the use of his full name.

"well, it's not really cheating per say..." he rambled.

"its just a morally grey thing to do-"

"cut to the chase."

Ranboo sighed, plopping himself down on the couch.

"so, I basically just, well, flirted with the other team? Like just to get into their heads a bit. It worked, they were distracted most of the game, and I kept on doing it in the game, to throw them off, because it was working, and it scared them and- wait are you crying?" The blade wiped away a single tear that had stayed on his cheek.

"my son is scaring people by flirting with them, my son is trying to get into peoples head to distract them from the major event, I'm so proud of him." He wasn't sure whom he was talking to, but he saw the Oreo boy sneak back to his room mumbling about how he's gone crazy.

~TIME SKIP CUZ IM A PAN MESS~

he sat in the bleaches for the first time in months. He had been banned from going to games after he got into a heated agument with a six year old about how pigs are better than foxes. Though that was a story for another day...

but his ban had ended a month ago, Ranboo had just banned him because he didn't like to be seen loosing. But that had ended, now Technoblade was permitted to watch.

For now.

Unless he started fighting with a child again.

...

Ok but that kid needs to stop talking like wtf get out-

and this is where yours truly procrastinated for 2 weeks :P (also I'm in science rn so you owe me)

(then I procrastinated for another week and a bit, but I'm back now.)

The teams came out, the two toned boy Already looking triumphant. He didn't talk to much, but he was being given a few pats on back by his teammates.

At least he's finally coming out of his shell, whether its because he did something morally grey or not.

For god sakes techno you were murdering people at his age, flirting with people to throw them off is barley 'not exactly the right thing to do'

He sighed, parenting was stressful.

He heard a whistle blow and boom, he had no clue what was going on.

Despite his sons attempts, the pig man simply did not understand volleyball. So whenever he was permitted by both ranboo and the school to come to the matches, he just half assed cheered when people wearing the same colour did and stared blankly at the best kid on the other team to intimidate them.

He payed more attention in this game though, he needed to see what the hell ranboo had been doing to scare them so much.

There it was, it was hard to see, but just before a player caught the ball, Ranboo winked at him.

And he was caught off guard, making him hesitate just enough to drop the ball.

And that was all that was needed. Since apparently some were still scarred from last week.

Phil's gonna kill me if he finds out I'm letting him cheat.

Eh who cares anyways?

Phil.

He refused the child, now I get to decide if the kid gets to tactically flirt for his benefit.

He stepped into the parking lot outside the sports center so he could consider his options without some volleyball mum hollering at a bunch of 14 year olds.

He must have been standing there for a while because the door opened again and ender boy walked out.

"the game finished." He muttered, kicking a weak excuse for a pebble across the cement.

"I have decided, that you can continue to manipulate people with kind words and gestures typically used for showing romantic affection to confuse players on the opposite team." He evaluated.

He looked down to see the boy practically sighing from relief

"c'mon we've got to get home for lunch, also please reframe from telling Phil about this." he gave memory boy a quick smile and started towards the car.

i procrastinated for so long on this, but you guys have been starved of content and im going away.

also like 900+ words, unedited, not proofread, kinda shitpost? have a good day.