Immerensis (Technoblade x fem!reader)

fifteen

Your hands were beginning to shake, along with your whole body, at the sight of Technoblade's dying form. You knew you had to take charge here, or there would be a dead hybrid on your hands.

"Alright Tommy, go get some wood and start a fire, and make it big," you stressed, turning to watch him run into the forest.

You wanted to keep him distracted from the horrific sight in front of you. After all, he was still just a kid who didn't deserve to go through such trauma. You could argue the same for Phil, and maybe even Techno.

"Phil, you are the lucky bastard who gets to help move and hold him do for me, got it?" nodding his head, you and Phil moved to Techno's side. His chest was barely moving up and down, his eyes cloudy, as he stared at your form.

"Hey, Tech. You're gonna be okay, yeah? I got you. Everything is going to be fine, I promise," you whispered in his ear. Tiredly and faintly smiling, Techno tilted his head so he could keep his gaze on your blurred face.

All previous anger and hatred went flying out of the window. You could deal with all that later, now the only thing that mattered was keeping him alive.

"Phil, you and I need to get his cloak off of his back to use as a makeshift blanket for him to lie on. He's too weak to move to the cave, so we'll just have to work out here," you guided, peeling the ruby layer off of the piglin's shoulders.

Phil was too freaked and distressed to talk, so you decided you would be the one to do all the directing and make sure that Techno didn't die.

"Stay with us Techno. This is gonna hurt, so you gotta try your best to stay with me okay?" you encouraged, digging through your bag. "Phil, take off his shirt please."

You were so happy that the random villager man was able to give you such a discount earlier for the potions, because otherwise...well, we all know how it would've gone.

Pulling out two shining glass bottles filled with miraculous liquids, you watched Phil discard the blood-soaked shirt as Tommy came hustling back to the three of you, arms brimmed with wood.

"Tommy, once you get the chance, burn that shirt."

Nodding frantically towards you, he ran back off to chop down more wood.

"Alright Phil, here comes the fun part," you glanced up at him, taking a shaky breath in a weak attempt to calm your buzzing nerves. "You're going to need all your strength to hold him still, we both know he won't go down without a fight."

Moving to sit on Technoblade's legs, Phil leaned his whole body weight on top of the piglin's lower half.

Delicately holding Techno's hand in your own, you gave it a soft squeeze. "Hey, you still with me?" You felt a soft squeeze in return, a nice reminder that he was still conscious. "Stay awake for me, okay?" you reassured, uncorking the bottles.

With how much blood there was, you had no idea how bad or what the size of his injuries were; you were going in blind.

You hoped to the Gods above pouring two healing potions on his front then one down his throat would be enough to keep him alive, at least long enough to get him to safety and properly assess the severeness of the situation at hand.

Slowly draining the crimson elixir over Techno's bloodied chest, his hips bucked towards the sky, Phil holding him down as gently as he could whilst still maintaining a rough grip on him.

"Hey Tech, I know it hurts, but you have to stay still okay? Stay still for me, please," you soothed, tenderly using the end of your cape to wipe as much blood away as possible.