A far away land | a Technoblade x reader

Chaptwr 18

Time skip- I'm so sorry I'm lazy and this book is really nagging at the back of my mind. I also have no clue how to write a wedding. Sorry my gorgeous butterflies but if I don't end it today I'll never finish it. This also won't be double checked so I'm so sorry about that.

My little, too high pitch giggles pierced the the little forest setting in the nether. It had quickly become mine and Techno's favourite place. The soft tussles of the leaves and the glow of the lava shining through everything exactly like a sunset:

Techno's arm wrapped tightly around me as he whispered to me. "I'm so happy your my wife, I could never want anything more." I giggle, we where both far to drunk and at. We'd just attended the second wedding this week, my little brothers and the boy that made his dreams. Tubbo.

Tubbo was a sweet caring boy who was already filling for adoption of a cute little zombie pigman boy. Who was also such a sweet heart, the first time we met him was adorable. I've never wanted to be a mother till I saw techno blade and that little boy. I can remember it like yesterday.

I smile up at Ranboo, he was in a suit. But this time it was different. It wasn't pristine and untouched and perfect like the ones father made him wear. It was slightly greying at the elbows and all creased, we'd had an eventful night.

His beam shinning through as Tubbo grasped his hand desperately. I recognised the loom in both their eyes, it was the way techno looked at me out special night. As well as how certain I looked back at him; that shinning gleam of absolute adoration.

The grin of happiness, everything was right within the world. Nothing could pull these knots apart. Nothing could have made this night better. "He's adorable." I breath, not exactly sure which piglin i was talking about.

Tubbo had introduced me to a little boy he'd met a few weeks ago and wanted to adopt. He had full little chubby cheeks, little pearly white but slightly crooked teeth and tusks that picked out sweetly. The most adorable little boy. He had pink ringlets around his crown that where scruffy and messed up from spinning and running around the little wooden shack they had in the over world.

Techno swaying him gently in his arms, a light snorts escaping as they whispered together. The little boy only spoke piglin, so he'd been ecstatic to find out techno spoke his families language. He'd squealed and hugged his dads so tightly, jumping up and down.

He even Somehow managed to tackle techno in excitement as he squealed. After all the excitement of rigging technos ears and pressing his tiny palms to technos cheeks. Long excited conversations that techo would later translate into the cutest thing. "He said your both the best and he loves his dads," I can hear the words echoing my head now.

That little boy was simple the sweetest.

I stare at techno with wide eyes as I whisper "do you ever want kids?" My voice meek yet filled with so much love for this man it was unreal. The turquoise blue shinning light on technos face, perfectly contrasting with the light flush of his face as I lean against him softly. "Oh my princess" he cooed wrapping his arms around me.

My legs wrapping round his waist, my arms around his neck as we fit together perfectly as he whispered. "Never before.. but with you I do. Watching you look after and giggle with a little girl as i coddle a little baby sounds like a paradise... I'm willing to give you as many as you want my queen." He chuckled pressing a slightly wet kiss to my nose, the light stench of vodka stinging my nose.

I press my lips to his in pure and sure love. It will be the last you'll ever see, but it sure wasn't the last I got. Technos last words as you watch did come true, I watched him cradle his first born. A look of pure joy filling through him, he gripped my hand as we discussed names. Out first son was perfect and then our daughter. Her rosy cheeks and pink curls where both perfect.

And I assure you, we both loved them until we physically could not anymore. They may have been spoiled, very spoiled, but they had the best life ever. Techno was such a great father. Some nights I would cry in joy as he would dance with our little babies, twirling in the living room to Disney music.

Or when I'd go out and come home to find them curled on a sofa asleep as the tv boomed with light and noise. Part of that world blasting out, nights ranboo looked after the kids and he was such the gentleman. Taking me to fancy restaurants or the place we sat now our gorgeous place of peace, we would take our kids here.

They too where fascinated by the blue colours of the forest. Running fingers over the lighted lanterns that light the space with a warm safe heat and light. Climbing trees with squeals of delight. Me and techno had a lot of joy to come, but this is the end of my story To share. It wasn't my story, it was ours all along. I never would have though but everything was perfect.

Destiny at its finest.

Have a good life my butterflies, joy is always to come.