Arrangement // Techno x reader

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟣-𝟦: 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

A burden on him.

He'll dispose of you if you weren't helpful.

As you began to tremble, Philza caught sight of this. He quickly ordered the guards to usher you out of the throne room. When you were at the entrance, you turned back one last time to see Technoblade still clenching his fists, probably still enraged. Of course, you were just a burden to him. Your engagement would mean that it would drag Technoblade out of power, even giving the other nobles a reason to look down upon him. No wonder he'd be angry. But something caught you off guard, he was also trembling. Before you could see his reaction, the doors were promptly shut and you were escorted to your carriage.

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"I... I didn't mean to insult her, much less hurt her! I- I just..."

"It's fine Techno, I know you didn't mean it."

Philza wrapped Technoblade in a warm embrace, his pitch black wings covering the pinkette such that no light touched his face. Philza felt the warm tears flow down Techno's face and seeping through his coat, dampening it in the process. He didn't care. At that moment, the wooden doors slowly creeped open, following that was the exact opposite.

"Philza! What have we talked about?! Don't open your wings! You're a monster like that."

The empress stepped into the throne room, the click of her black heel making Techno jump. Her eyes narrowed as she saw Techno in Philza's embrace, folding her orchid purple fan before clicking her tongue. Flipping her shining brown hair, she spoke again.

"Don't tell me that you've gone soft now, Technoblade. You're meant to be emotionless, cold and calculated, the perfect fighter. Don't tell me you're becoming weak."

The Empress' words stung Technoblade as he began to breathe even harder. Philza continued to glare at the Empress, his ocean blue eyes piercing into the Empress' hazelnut eyes. The Empress continued to spew her poisonous venom at the pair.

"Technoblade, I didn't allow you into this castle by being weak. Hurry up and wipe your tears, there will be officials and nobles coming to the castle. I don't want them to see you in this... disgusting form. You don't want that either-"

"I think that's enough. Techno, we'll talk later, alright?"

The pinkette gave a slight nod before his pig ears began to disappear, his black obsidian eyes becoming more dull like usual. He quickly brought his sleeve to his eyes to wipe the tears on his face, then gently pushing the blonde's wings out of the way, to Philza's disapproval, and made his way to the exit of the throne room. The Empress squinted at Technoblade in disgust as the pinkette walked past her.

"Fighting is all you're good for...you're lucky she doesn't know how disgusting you look..."

The Empress sneered as the pinkette closed the throne room door. The pinkette was used to this, or so he thought. As soon as the pinkette made it back to his room, his legs gave in, making him fall to the cold ground, his back against the wall, curling into a ball formation. Soft sniffles could be heard as Technoblade looked towards the top of his bed. A dark violet blade hung from there, carved into it were the words,

'Blood For The Blood God'

That's right, he wasn't weak. He was the 'Blood God'. He shouldn't be concerned about this. It was just one of his duties.

Throw these 'Emotions' aside for now.

Shouldn't you apologize for your actions?

You should have killed her.

He can't do that, you're indebt to her.

She's in your way, end her.

The voices in his head became more incoherent, all of them telling him completely opposite things.

When would this nightmare finally be over?

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ᴄᴏɴɢʀᴀᴛᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ!

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𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟣-𝟦: 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

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