"technoblade never dies," you mumble under your breath out of habit as you knock two players off the edge, temporarily forgetting you were streaming. Your twitch chat was flooded with your 250 something viewers excited comments as your face turned a dark red at the realization of what you just said. Glad you didnt have a face cam, you sat up in your chair and leaned closer to your mic, "chat, you didnt hear that, i said nothing." The chat spammed with protests that they did, in fact, hear that. Then, your phone buzzed and you glanced away from your monitor to check the notification. Two or three people had clipped that and posted it to twitter, tagging you and Technoblade. "Chat no, please, stop tagging him thats so embarrassing," you groaned, batting away another player. Your phone buzzed again and you looked again, expecting to see another viewer tagged you in a post, but instead you found something else. @Technothepig followed you (dream AND techno x fem reader)

After George breaks his left hand and can't play Minecraft for awhile, many interactions between him and Dream seem to slowly change from the usual. Their flirting doesn't seem like just jokes anymore. cw//broken bones (not a lot of detail) word count: 16,353 ~ dreamnotfound story :] it's inspired by "Talk Like That" by Wallows the cover is by @ Callistop on Instagram and Twitter if any CC's are uncomfortable with this fic, I'll take it down :] 6/6/2021

Regret buried itself deep into the pit of my stomach as he leaned close, his breath fanning against my ear as his grip on me tightened, "Blood for the blood god." He whispered with dangerous intent. And that's when his sword pierced through my skin. ~ subscribe to technoblade If Techno is uncomfortable with this fanfic I will take it down not only to respect him as a person but also to respect his privacy. Techno has voiced that he is uncomfy with people using his real name so his real name will not be used in this story :D PLUS no real shipping is going to happen in this book! Techno has said that he is uncomfy with shipping so none of that is going to happen! This story is marked mature for the following reasons: gore, excessive swearing, weapons, violence, blood, and descriptions of death. if you are uncomfortable with any of the following, I'd recommend that you do not read this story. subscribe to technoblade This story in no way shape or form is related to any SMP that techno has participated in and this in no way shape or form is related to him or his brand, this is purely just me messing around with a writing prompt for Techno. Nothing NSFW happens in this book! I am a minor and reading / writing stuff like that in general for me is just gross let alone have it be a real person. I in no way shape or form own Technoblade or anyone else that may be mentioned in this story, however I do own the story, the plot, and anything that may go down in this story. If you have any questions or concerns please DM me on discord @ peyty#6362 as wattpad is messing up my messaging system and I will not be able to respond to you on here.

Rumors of a revolt have been spreading like wildfire across the mansion. The Greshams were not poor in terms of power and money, but they certainly had a ways to go to overtake the rulers of the overworld. You turned a blind eye to the rumors, continuing your work as their right-hand housekeeper. That was until you were ordered to take care of a small hybrid who was taken in for trespassing. While taking care of the small hybrid, you were forced to consider your true alignment with the Greshams. Little did you know, while you were discovering the dark secrets of the powerful family, the Blood God was desperately searching for his lost daughter, ready to rain terror on everyone responsible. Technoblade x GN! Reader Fantasy!au

Technically he should be screaming- any other mortal would when met with a huge being with boar features, royally dressed and adorned with enough weapons to dice a human into a grain of rice. But Tommy wasn't scared, heck he was fighting the urge to throw himself at the Blood God and cling- but he was a big man, and big men didn't hug- "I told you he would be waiting" That's another voice that Tommy recognises, glancing away from the terrifying creature to land his gaze on a man sat lazily on one of the pews. His hair was curlier than Tommy's, darker too contrasting his fluffy yellow jumper and brown trenchcoat. He grins and Tommy can't help but smile back at the God of Music "He couldn't wait to see us, obviously" teases the Blood God and Tommy scoffs "As if- I actually live here nimrods, technically you're visiting me" he retorts and they chuckle "Then maybe we should have knocked?" That's a third voice and Tommy shivers in delight, watching a third man descend from seemingly nowhere, ebony wings gracing his fall as he lands lightly, emerald robes swilling around his feet as he smiles warmly. A warble rises to his lips in greeting "Good evening, Tommy" Or: Mortal Tommy and three powerful Gods- what could possibly go wrong? TW for whole work: Blood, violence, physical assault, self injury, angst etc- please look after yourselves Title from Fall Out Boy "Immortals" -As always, if any creators express discomfort with depictions then this work will be taken down -All relationships are platonic. MissWho77 x

「 花言葉。」 ❝ is it bad to be so selfish sometimes? ❞ 「 sapnapnotfound hanahaki disease au/fanfiction (read the first page first!) 」 「！read hanahaki first！」 「！FINISHED！」 highest rankings: ㅡ #8 in painful ㅡ #12 in sadstory ㅡ #14 in epistolary ㅡ #40 in minecraft

*Completed* Virgil doesn't know it, but he's the son of Lucifer. After his caring mother is killed in a horrible car crash that should have killed Virgil as well, his father realizes that Heavens angels are trying to send Virgil back to Hell despite him not doing anything bad. Virgil is sent to his Uncle Patton's place to live and goes to a new school. There he meets an annoying kid who somehow befriends him, but little does he know the kid was sent by his father to protect him. The religious parts of this story is based loosely (very loosely) around christianity. Pairings will be prinxiety, logicality, and demus, if it's not your jam that's fine you don't need to read. There will be trigger warnings at the beginning of every chapter that will include cursing, death and blood. The main characters belong to Thomas Sanders on YouTube, only the side characters are mine.

A story where you're in techno blade's love or host. win or lose? love or host? -this is will be all romantic and sHiT so bare with me- Warning: mature language COMPLETE :D

In which Alice interrupts her roommate's stream and gets herself pulled into the world of Minecraft Youtubers. • "Dude! You're in here talking about Greeks instead of answering your phone?!" "...I'm kinda in a war right now, destroying the government and all..." "Oh..well I brought the pineapple." "The pineapple can wait, I'm causing anarchy." • TOP RANKS RECEIVED #1 in WilburSoot #1 in Wilbur #1 in Corpse #1 in Nihachu #1 in Tubbo #1 in Jacksepticeye #1 in minecraftyoutuber #1 in Quackity #2 in Minecraft #3 in dreamsmp #5 in Dream

Tommy screamed in pain and in fear as the strange, tall, split colored thing held him down by his right arm and legs. "No! Let me go!" He yelled, tears of pain streaming down his face. "I'm- Im gonna- I'm gonna snap your arm into place!" The short, goat-looking one in front of him said in a panicked voice. "Do not fuckin' touch me!" Tommy screamed. "One..." "Do not touch me!" "Two..." "No!" "Three!" "Don't fuckin' touch me!" 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠 or, In which Tommy finds himself caught in the rivers current, sending him towards a large waterfall that should have but didn't kill him. The waterfall is a gateway that leads to another world, just like his own, but full of strange creatures that he is terrified of at first. ~~~ TW: Cussing Abuse Injuries Drowning Crying Trauma etc... ~~~ Started: December 22, 2022 Finished: December 27, 2022 (No....I totally didn't think of a plot and start this just five minutes after I published a story at 10:21 pm...totally...god, I'm gonna be up for hours.)