YandereTechnoblade x Reader

Who are you?

(A/N)
⚠️Warning: If you are sensitive/easily triggered or underage please do not continue reading⚠️
This chapter will not contain as many sensitive moments as the next few, but as the story progresses, so will this fanfic and the sensitivity will increase or decrease depending on the story arc from Technoblades perspective
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Chapter 1

It was going to be a long night, it was the night you'd finally get to leave New L'manberg behind, you already had your bag carrying your tools, ender chest, and food, it was about time to leave. Suspicion about you had been increasing lately, slowly it was becoming more and more obvious that you were onto something, it was nothing bad of course but they didn't know that. You were only preparing to leave, and yet there was no trust in you. Being caught once hanging out in the control room was enough to get people to watch your every move. Ever since the crater in New L'manberg was fixed, everyone was constantly on edge, but who could blame them when everything they had ever fought for was destroyed? You had rented the room below Ranboo, it was the only room available anyway. Ranboo knew you were gathering material for potions but he never said anything. Tubbo, your president on the other hand was always unreasonably positive, even when he held someone prisoner in the home next to Ranboos. Despite his lack of trust he was still very kind to you, you had a few good moments together every now and then. On your way out you bumped into the man himself

Tubbo: heading out so late?

(Y/N): yeah.... I don't think I'll be living here in New L'manberg anymore...

Tubbo: oh... well thats very sudden, I'll miss you lots you know that right? it's a kinda weird knowing this is our last encounter

(Y/N): Im sure you will miss me Tubbo, but if it helps to know, I'll be coming around to see you guys every once in a while. I'll let you know when I'm all set up in my own place when I do visit

Tubbo: That sounds lovely and all but I'm still concerned, are you sure you wanna do this? I know you're so incredibly skilled but wouldn't it be better to stay here with us?

(Y/N): Everything will turn out perfectly fine so don't stay up worrying too much kiddo. After all you do know how greatly skilled I am hah...

Tubbo: If you're that confident then. I'll see you around old friend :)

(Y/N): Thank you Tubbo, I'll see you on the next one :)

With that you end your greetings with a hug farewell. Off you went now onto your journey out and away from New L'manberg. On your way out you pass a poster of a wanted man. The man wore a hoglins skull over his head, a red cape that draped over his shoulders, and glorious crown unevenly laid on his head. ("Who are you?") you think as you pass by the poster. You've heard rumors of a pig man with a crown, stating he had had spawned withers in L'manberg after it had blown up a which happened long before you joined the country, was he the pig man they spoke of? Now entering the sewers through the control room you heart began to beat loudly, this was it, you'd finally be leaving New L'manberg. You were as happy as you were nervous. A place of your own far away from agitated people from an agitated nation. Climbing out of the sewers through the community house you realized that it had been griefed. Parts of the walls remained but it was a wreck. This had nothing to do with you though so onward you went facing north. You could see the sun rising now, stopping only for a moment to take in it's beauty in before heading past the sea and into the forest. From the sound of waves crashing into each other to the sound of leaves crouching below your feet as you leave you boat and walk onto the forest floor humming your favorite melody 'Mall'. It was so peaceful and beautiful, not too deep into the landscape a fox runs past you in the opposite direction. That's when the tranquillity ended. The sound of another persons feet stepping on leaves neared in your direction, from behind the trees a man emerged. It was the man from the wanted poster. Only he was there with you looking down to you as you stand there to shaken to move.