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18//100 days of productivity
Bought stationery for school
Did an hour of work (at my mums shop)
Bought new school shoes
Read a few ebooks
Listened to the rain (i know it doesnt really count, but i like the sound of rain so im adding it)
I am tired. My average self bedtime went from 20:30 - 21:00 to 22:30 - 00:00 over the last week. Tired lettuce cOMMENCE (not pog)
WHAT A DAY HUH GUYS
👥peer pressure👥
I got like 3 pieces of art completely done today and I feel like a god
So have a technopanik :)
💥🚫Never trust a pig🚫💥
THE AMOUNT OF TIME IT TO ME TO TURN THIS INTO AN ANIMATION/GIF/VIDEO JUST CUZ IT WOULDN’T EXPORT PROPERLY—
Likes and reblog are VERY appreciated this took me forever and I’m so proud of the traitor techno art, it was fun drawing the background!
Anyway loved the war, loved techno’s speech, I love techno in general
Nope I gotta change his fit
Looks like some causal light academia shit
I don’t really like this in general
It’s fine. This is fine
friendly reminder that telling the creators in chat what happened with another person on their stream in relation to roleplay is considered meta gaming, and very frowned upon in the roleplay community!! their characters have a general script to follow, but they aren’t supposed to know about something they weren’t told about by another character or that they didn’t witness, so keep that in mind when sending messages in chat!! (of course this doesn’t apply to technoblade because we’re canon for him)
Wilbur was a leash child and Tommy was a blatantly blunt child (Like one of those kids that goes up to a random lady on the street, says “you’re fat”, and toddles off)
Techno held Philza’s hand and Tubbo was in a child backpack
WHY AM I NOT SURPRISED THE FIRST THING TOMMY DOES AT TECHNO’S BASE IS LOOK THROUGH HIS SHIT
the sibling energy this stream is immaculate
I looked at this at the perfect time but come on guys he’s almost to 13 mil
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Before I die I want him to have 20 million subscribers!
My best friend just texted me:
“While you studied the blade, I also studied the blade. We’ve been watching Technoblade livestreams together for over three hours”
I’ve got to get her on Tumblr
I love that before establishing the chat as cannon, Techno said “chat, spam BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD” then later when he told Philza about the voices he said “they demand blood.”
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"Technoblade King" by Max Gaming 1
[not mine]
Whenever Technoblade wasn't an anarchist war hero he was the bugs bunny of the dream smp. He hid on a wanted poster of himself. He avoided a death trap by sending skeppy to go in, get exploded off camera and show up covered in ashes until he made it through. He met god and wasted a wish on a bell. Hbomb made him another death trap disguised as a playground and he made it through like it really was one. I am convinced he could have walked out of the prision if he had improvised a dress out of his cape and winked at Sam
Obsessed ❤
Request by @/leaf_2008 on Wattpad: "Can you do another fundy x male reader but they're both obsessed with each other?"
[He/him]
[1300+ words]
Description: You and Fundy live in DryWaters. The Emerald Duo come by for a less than friendly visit.
[Read rest under the cut]
{《☆》}
"I don't want you hanging around Y/N anymore," Fundy said, dead serious as he stared down Quackity. "He's mine."
Quackity's brows furrowed, "You can't restrict who Y/N hangs out with. Kinda possessive." It was obvious Fundy didn't care, the fox simply staring at him like they could see his soul. "Whatever. You can stop me from doing shit."
Fundy let them walk away, knowing that as they hurriedly strode away, he wouldn't have to worry about Quackity trying to steal you.
'Y/N's mine,' he thought bitterly. Fundy wasn't letting anyone touch his gem like that. Quackity had gotten too comfortable with you, forgetting his own fiances when he flirted shamelessly. Fundy wasn't afraid to remind anyone who you belonged to.
Rolling his shoulders, Fundy started towards the nether portal. You were off in Dry Waters, helping with construction, so that was where Fundy had to be.
You were technically Dry Waters only citizen after Niki and Ranboo left. And despite that, you had taken it upon yourself to work hard to build up the shadow of a town. Fundy loved how determined you were to help. And the look on your face when you concentrated on construction plans for too long, then you'd look up at him when you noticed him finally with joy lighting up your eyes and Fundy would melt slightly and agree to get anything you needed without hesitation.
Call him a simp, he was gladly one for you.
He let out a relaxed sigh as he entered the temporary house you two shared. Just like he knew you would be, you sat at your desk scribbling down at a piece of paper. You twisted the pen between your fingers, distracted by ideas so heavy that you didn't notice Fundy approaching.
He carefully approached, reaching around to situate himself before he relentlessly started tickling under your ribs. You squealed in shock, rolling back and twisting away from the deadly hands.
"Stop! Pff-! No-!"
There was a panicked moment when you shoved him off of you and he went careening to the floor. But you just laughed harder as Fundy sat up slowly.
"I hate you," Fundy pouts, leaning back on his palms. His ears flick at you, you just giggle at him. "No you don't."
Fundy exaggeratedly frowned, drawing out a dramatic sigh. "You're right, I don't."
You stand up and walk over to him, snuggling up to him. He shifts slightly as you lean on him, a smitten smile on his lips. Fundy wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you even closer. "How have things been here, darling?"
"Fine," you hum noncommittedly. Closing your eyes, you settle against him. "I've missed you here. It's been forever."
Fundy chuckles fondly, a small, satisfied purr rumbling in his throat. "It's been three hours max."
Humming, you twist to face him. "Three hours too long."
Fundy melts under your stare, rubbing circles into your hips. Unable to stop himself, he presses a soft kiss to your forehead. "I missed you too," he softly admits.
"Now who's the clingy one?" You tease, voice quiet in the soft atmosphere he created. Either way, you press your foreheads together and just breathe it in. Things have been hard lately, Dry Waters wasn't an easy project and you're a one-man team. Breaks were a luxury you've yet to have. At least, you never take any when Fundy isn't here.
The silence was good. It was comfortable when he was there to hold you and when Fundy's chest would rumble with barely-there purrs or when he'd pull you impossibly closer and press you into his chest and hold you like the rest of the world would decay if you weren't in his arms.
Fundy took your face in his hands, his cold fingers brushing your cheeks gently. He held you like you were his entire world. Your eyes flutter shut and you hold his hand as it caresses your face. There was something different about the world when Fundy held you like this. It softened, the colours were lighter and it seemed like everything except for Fundy just blurred and went away.
It was only him and you. Together. In each other's arms because there was no place you'd rather be.
You opened your eyes slowly as the distant noise of footsteps came closer. Fundy didn't seem to notice, fully focused on tracing invisible lines across your cheeks. "Fundy, cmon, up. Someone's here."
He blinked, frowning as you tried getting up. "Just tell them to go away." Then, he pulled you closer again. You could only barely keep yourself from falling back into another world with him.
"Fundy, I can't tell them to go unless you let me up."
Sighing, he relaxed back and let you go. Brushing off dirt from your pants, you walk over towards the entrance. Someone had already let themselves in because the door was wide open. A bit foolish of Fundy to keep it unlocked but whatever, it was probably just Niki or Ranboo. Maybe even HBomb. They all knew they were welcomed in your home.
HBomb might even be in his cat maid outfit and you finally get to witness him torturing Fundy live. That would be the highlight of your day
"Hello? Where'd you go uh-, Niki? No, Niki would have better manners. HBomb? Yeah, that sounds- oh..."
Technoblade and Philza stood in your living room, examining the objects strewn across the room with a critical eye. They turned to you, their swords out. Now, you were definitely the most skilled in building but you've fought before and you've fought well. Turning slightly, you pull your own sword out.
"Why are you here?" You demanded. Normally you'd have better manners. But also normally, people didn't break into your home. You glanced back at where Fundy was waiting for you. He'd come to find you if you were any louder so, quieter, you asked again. "What do you want?"
Technoblade frowned down at you, intimidating even as he stood hunched over himself awkwardly. Philza took a step forward, his palms raised in the air as you pointed your sword at him. "We need to talk to Fundy, mate. So could you go get him?"
Technoblade scowled at you, so you glared right back. "No. What do you want with him?"
"It's none of your business." Technoblade gruffly said, his grip on his sword tight. "Go get him."
You scoff. "He's my husband. His business is my business."
Philza took a step back, obviously startled at the news. "His-? When did he get married?"
"After you pricks blew up L'Manburg. We decided to tie the knot before it got too late." You frown at him. glancing back at the hybrid who just stared judgementally. "Now, why do you want to talk to him."
"I want him to stop messing around by my house." Technoblade cut in before Philza could, his red eyes glinting dangerously. "The next time I see him, I will kill him."
"Techno," Philza warns, glancing between the two of you. He sighs, "We do want him to stop coming over. He's not exactly welcome after... well, you know."
"I'll tell him. Now go. If I see you around him I will kill you." You stiffly say, watching as Philza's wings puff up slightly. Technoblade just scoffs as he makes his way towards the door.
"Like you could kill me."
Narrowing your eyes, you tug at your memory. "Careful, Tᒷᓵ⍑リ𝙹ʖꖎᔑ↸ᒷ, don't act like the voices haven't already warned you of me."
He stiffens slightly before he scoffs again. Philza pushes him forward and out the door, glancing back at you before he leaves. "Make sure to tell him."
Locking the door behind them, you turn back to the living room. Reaching the area where they stood, between the couch and the coffee table, you reached down to where they stuck the bug. Crushing the metal between your fingers, you made your way back to your office.
Fundy was dozing off, leaning back against the floor. You sighed, letting go of the tension that had coiled in your chest and you drop down next to him. Instantly, he throws his arm over you and pulls you close.
You'd do anything to protect this. To protect him. Anything at all.
{《☆》}
[Go get food and water. Sleep if it's later than 10pm for you and you don't have any work.]
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Happy holidays to everyone!
[ID: Philza, Technoblade, and the Dog army on a bed with green pillows and patterned green sheets and blanket. Philza's on his side- to accommodate for his wings- against Techno's side. Technos on his back facing the other way. A dog on the blanket with many more laying above their pillows]
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