#technoblade cookbook

[technobladecookbook]

The Technoblade Cookbook Zine is here!

After almost a year of work, we can finally present the Technoblade Cookbook zine to you all! Thank you to our artists, writers, recipe submitters, and moderators for helping to make this a reality.

[itsnotmystic]

Technoblade Cookbook: Prologue

summary:

With a massive blizzard approaching, Techno and Phil prepare the commune to hunker down through the storm. With the storm ahead of them, what is there to do? Brew tea and discuss all of Techno's potato recipes, of course!

written for @technobladecookbook

[kestrius]

It has been great to work on and for the @technobladecookbook ! Everyone did great work on it, and handled the bumps in the road far more gracefully than we deserved. You all should check it out!

[termo-mixed]

Happy to announce my participation on the @technobladecookbook ! I had so much fun working on this and I illustrated two whole recipes, my own :

And some delicious Breakfast bites!

Highly recommend to check it out!

[hallsoffandom]

Technoblade Cookbook

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all updates/posts about it will be over there from now on. Thanks!

[knight-of-quills]

I'm really late on this, but here's the piece I wrote for the @technobladecookbook !

It was great to work with the other writers and artists. Many thanks to the mods, too! This project wouldn't have seen the day without them. I'm very glad that this was my first fanzine experience.

The zine is available on itch.io so feel free to grab a copy of it :)

[dotterelly]

I am actually way too excited for the technoblade cookbook. I have no meaningful way to contribute to its creation, but I can't wait to get my hands on a copy. I am going to cook so many potatoes, you have no idea.

[fghniki]

the piece i made for the @technobladecookbook, a zine filled with almost fifty different recipes, all of which use potatoes as an ingredient :-) the recipe i illustrated for is called "war-winning potato soup"

[papercute]

philza who was like the witch from hansel and gretel, luring poor unfortunate children to his house to be eaten so he could sustain his absurdly long life span. philza who becomes a changed man almost on a whim when he meets and subsequently takes home wilbur & tommy, who he finds himself more entertained by than anything. the boys, unaware that their wittiness is currently saving their skins, think they’ve found a wonderful new home with a nice man. that isn’t what they found, but it’s what they created, as phil leaves his child-eating ways in the past to take care of them.

he does tell the boys some years later that he was intending to eat them, which they find hilarious and partially terrifying. phil proceeds to joke about it constantly. whenever the boys misbehave, phil jokes that ‘you aren’t too old for me to eat you yet!’. phil off-handedly mentions he once ate a boy who looks like each of his sons and each of his sons’ friends whenever he meets them. whether he has or not is a fact that not even his closest friend, technoblade, knows. everyone thinks phil just says it to scare kids. phil shows his boys his cookbook he used, which is actually full of normal recipes one can substitute child meat for animal meat and still have good food, so it goes to tommy when he moves out.

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[antimony-medusa]

You Fill My Lungs With Sweetness

Phil put a bowl of soup in front of Technoblade and then put one at his own spot, sitting down and settling his wings behind him as he picked up his spoon. “There we go. Let me know what you think.” Technoblade considered his lunch. The liquid was a light tan with darker speckles dotted through it, a few cooked mushrooms in the centre of the bowl garnished with chopped chives and a circle of cream. The piglin tried a spoonful, nodding as he swallowed. The hearty unami of mushroom flavour mixed with the richness of cream and butter, a satisfying warmth after being outside all morning. “Pretty good. This is your new cookbook project?” Phil was taking considering spoonfuls, head tipped to the side. “Yeah. Gonna make regular food properly, not just some fuckin’ mismash of everywhere I’ve ever lived and everything I’ve ever botched together.” He laughed. “This had me infuse oil with garlic, I hadn’t done that in fuckin’ years.” The avian fished a slice of mushroom out of the soup and ate it thoughtfully. Or: Three times Techno was reminded of home and one time Phil brought home to him. Day Two: Cooking

Status: 1/1 chapters, updated 17 March, 3,338 words

Fandom: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)

Rating: General

Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza

Relationships: Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza

Tags: Minecraft Worldbuilding, Food as Worldbuilding, Food as a Metaphor for Love, a kind of stupid amount of writing about food you have been warned, Domestic Fluff, if you extrapolate all of these foods should be canon-compliant, Queerplatonic Technoblade/Phil Watson | Philza, 3 + 1, The Nether (Minecraft)

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Hey hello guys it is day two of @techzaweek and I am back again. And well. If any of you looked ahead and saw that one of the prompts for the day was "cooking" well, this won't come as a surprise. Here you have it, a 3+1 that is nothing but domesticity and worldbuilding about minecraft food. I am deeply indebted to @droidofmay's work about what items in minecraft could be theoretically edible or food derived from them which I then went ham on.

[technobladecookbook]

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[drmslastmorning]

Cooking for two, three (or even four?)

Characters: Dream, Technoblade, Echo(oc)

Words: 2.8k (one-shot)

Warnings: short panic attack, unplanned pregnancy, very small references to past abuse

done for @sixteenth-day-event february prompts!

A good amount of years after Technoblade broke Dream out of prison, Dream attempts to make a cute valentine's breakfast for his partner. A weird familiar morning sickness interrupts his plans.

Dream wakes up first. It's not really established, or what Technoblade would prefer, but it's just how it turns out. Techno really doesn't get a say in it. Dream's always been that way, last to go to bed, first to get up, noone really knows how long he actually sleeps, or if he does at all. Rarely, Techno gets to trap him in a hug and keep him restrained to make sure he'd at least rest during the night hours, but even then he's never quite sure that Dream settles down enough to sleep. It's the best compromise they'll be getting, however. So he doesn't grumble about it too much, whenever he wakes up in bed, alone. (or with Echo, close to his side!)

 Dream also isn't used to cooking. Simple joys aren't something he used to indulge in and even now, he'd usually say they're far beneath him. Even having lived with Techno for so long and actually beginning to enjoy cooking, it's difficult to allow himself such a simple joy. But it's valentine's day, and he'd feel worse if he didn't cook a little something. The first thing he learns about cooking for two is that you always have to not only think about yourself. Dream isn't used to that. Whenever he'd provide the bare minimum of nutrients to himself, he had only himself to think about. But when he's standing in Technos kitchen he's not just cooking for himself: he'd feel bad if he did, because he's supposed to be sharing. (besides, he's using the excuse that this is for valentine's.)

 Another thing Dream isn't used to. At first, Techno would cook and he's actually quite skilled at taking into account everyone who would be receiving the meal, due to Philza, it's not new that he'd be cooking for two, but Dream has learnt that the Angel of Death isn't actually the pickiest eater; yet Dream would probably find it easier to list all of the things he wouldn't eat, than the ones he would.

With the addition of Echo, finding one meal that would suit all became basically impossible. Because, somehow, Echo manages to be just as bad with her eating habits as Dream. It's at least one thing she happened to get from him, considering her little face was growing to resemble her other parent just a bit more than Dream would've liked. (when he sleeps with Techno and her, he can even pretend she might be Techno's.)

 He stares at the cooking book next to him. His vision is still so screwed that he has to hold it up to his face to properly read the small print, but he's making an effort, and Techno keeps telling him that's what counts. A lot of cooking utensils have tiny prints, like the measuring cup. Techno admitted that even he can't read most of that, he just eyeballs and bullshits it, and Dream appreciates the honesty. Cooking doesn't need to be perfect. 

 Right. Breakfast. Technically he doesn't have to do this, but if he's already up, and he's already trying to keep himself alive, he might as well try to be a helpful member of the house and feed everyone else in it, too. What he's learned that it's almost impossible to find one meal all three of them will eat. At this point, he's convinced it might actually be impossible. Making two meals isn't really an issue, but making the effort to think that someone might need a different meal is.

Because, again, he's a little selfish.

 Eyeballing ingredients has become something he's actually decent at. Who knew Technoblade had advice that was actually useful? He smiles a small smile, throwing together whatever the cookbook and his knowledge of his-- boyfriend? Partner? Roommate? He's not sure they've actually had a conversation on the terminology they're going to use- but he's using his knowledge of Technoblade and his child to conjure up something he hopes will be satisfying. Techno will be likely to eat it however bad it is and still lie to his face. (he'd admit later that it kind of sucked, whatever.) 

It's small, it's simple, he hopes it's what it means to heal.

With the meals set up, he hesitantly bites the inside of his cheek. Eating will forever be an issue, he fears. He feels weirdly sick, actually, but he chalks it up to the usual sickness he felt before eating. (it feels weird, familiar, though.)

___

He jumps when the door to the kitchen opens and a tired Technoblade walks through. Dream stares at him, but Techno doesn't look back at him for a hot second, yawning, just trotting over to the hot cup of tea his boyfriend had set up for him.

The smaller hybrid chuckles. Looks like someone is still too tired to acknowledge his existence. "Good morning to you, too," he says, tapping the table with his hand.

 He swallows down the morning sickness and the tremor in his hands. It's okay. He's not sure what's wrong. But whatever it is, he's going to toughen it out and ignore it as usual. One day Techno will smack him up the head for hiding his issues, but today won't be the day. (or he'll notice anyways, as usual, and he'll get a lecture either way.)

 For now, he seems in the clear. Someone's too busy recovering from the fact that it's morning. Techno's cute like that, when he'd just woken up.

"Morning," Techno returns, dropping into his chair at the table. He glances over at the cute meals on the table, and the little candle Dream'd set, and are those- flowers? An eyebrow raises, while he lowers his mug. "Alright, what did you do this time?"

Offended, Dream crosses his arms. "W-what's that supposed to mean?!"

"You know, looks like you're apologizing for something," Techno responds and smiles smugly, watching Dream stumble over his words and turn red. Techno isn't even correct, but he's so baffled he can't help his surprise and reaction. "I--??? What??? Techno, it's-" He pauses. He's not sure Technoblade knows it's valentine's day. Do piglins do valentine's day? Maybe he should've asked Philza first, now that he's at it. But it's kind of too late, his boyfriend is already in front of him, thinking he's apologizing for something. Maybe he's apologizing for the weird ass headache and stomachache he's got, but that's not really something to ever apologize for, right? He isn't too sure, ever. This is almost weird now.

 He clears his throat, walks past Techno, putting a hand on his shoulder momentarily, as he does. "No, I mean, I was just-" Chewing the inside of his cheek, his feet shift, his ears pin to the back of his head. He feels really awkward now. An anxious finger scratches at his weirdly growing horns, and he already dreads having to trim them again, just hoping they'll grow a better direction next time. "Valentine's day, Techno. I thought-" It's not like he did anything super special now, actually. Maybe he could've just pretended he felt like doing a little extra to the breakfast, but now he's already dropped the bag. There's a short pause, then a snort. "Oh," Techno laughs. "Right." 

Looks like he remembered something, his eyes widening. "Oh," he repeats. "What?" Dream blinks, confused, Techno's shock at least pulling him out of his embarrassment and shame that he was possibly celebrating a holiday Technoblade didn't even seem to think about enough that it's today.

Maybe that means Techno also had something planned? He tries to ignore the growing headache. Okay, he swears something is wrong. Is he on his period or something?? Those have been coming and going irregularly since he's been eating more again.

 He sees Techno move his lips and say something, but he isn't listening. Rubs his forehead, groans, shakes his head. "Wait, wait a moment." Lifting a hand, the cold metal of his finger prosthetics poking into his skin a bit too strongly. "Okay. What did you say? I didn't- sorry, I've got a really weird headache."

"You good?"

"C'mon Tech, it's nothing. Just- I dunno, hormones or whatever."

The Piglin hybrid raises an eyebrow and Dream shakes his head. "Dear god, no. No, I don't- I haven't checked, but I mean, I-" Shouldn't be his period. He isn't bleeding, right? The thought of that feels uncomfortable, but usually he's pretty good at telling- That really shouldn't be the case.

Techno shrugs it off. He's not super sure what Dream thought he was thinking of, but it probably isn't what he thought. "Bruh. I mean. I was saying, Valentine's today??" Dream blinks. "Yeah, I think so?"

"Ah. I. Uh. Forgot. This is really awkward, Dream. I've gotta say. This is really awkward of me." Now he's the one to look all embarrassed.

There's a giggle. And another. Well that lifts Dream's mood. At the very least, he isn't going to have to explain the concept. Remembering Techno's age, he'd consider it a little weird if it's something he hasn't come across at all. But it makes sense that it'd be a holiday he'd forget, or not think about enough. (he doesn't think they've celebrated it the past years either, but it's all a big blur.) 

"No, I- I don't mind. I mean, I didn't do anything special either." 

"You set up breakfast and the table!" Techno rebukes, frowning slightly.

"I do that-- from time to time!," Dream stems his hands on his hips, a little offended that Techno is acting like it's so rare that he cooks food. "That's not a big accomplishment!"

"Oh no. How am I going to face Philza and tell him I forgot it's Valentine's day? This is terrible. He's going to tell me I'm an awful boyfriend." Okay, now he's just being dramatic. Dream pouts, lightly punches Technos shoulder, then trots over to his own chair. (he momentarily considers waking Echo, but he supposes she'll get up eventually on her own. Or through their banter.)

"And now I'm being hit as well! Deserved, only the worst treatment for me today."

"Oh my God, Technoblade. You're so dramatic." He snorts, and finally Techno can't really stop his own laughing anymore, either. "C'mon. You gotta be mad at me at least a little," he reiterates, tilting his head at Dream.

"No??? It's a silly holiday." 

___

Now he's turning red again, but for other reasons. He didn't know he could be so in love with someone's laugh. It's cute, it's big and hearty and leaves little room for him to feel any malice towards him for forgetting it's Valentine's day. (again, it's not like he did anything super special, either.)

"It was important enough that you made breakfast for it!" Techno gestures at the meals, but again, those aren't anything special. "I probably would've cooked either way!!" Dream bickers, crossing his arms.

"Oh, bruh. Did you even sleep tonight?"

"---no." He answers, voice tiny and small, because he's a little embarrassed of the fact that he didn't. He shouldn't be, it's nothing new, or surprising and Technoblade only rolls his eyes, but c'mon. "A-and if I did I probably would've forgotten and not done anything either!"

"Bruh."

"Shut up, Techno." Dream shakes his head, then shoves his plate towards him. "Eat, and shut up."

"Yes, mom."

"I'm not your-- oh my god. Whatever. I'm breaking up with you."

"You wouldn't do that to me," Techno says, regardless of the fact that his mouth was already full. "Thank you."

Dream pouts. Rolls his eyes. "Sure, whatever, you're so stupid."

"You love me that way."

 He does, but he's still upset. At least it's distracting him from his headache. But he still feels like throwing up. It's only been a few years since he'd been pregnant with Echo, but he was going through so many things at that time, that he's not really sure what was a pregnancy symptom and what was a symptom of something else.

Oh God, does he think he's pregnant? There's no way. Okay, there is a way, but- He pauses, just kinda, staring off into nothing. If he's pregnant- He's only been with Techno recently. And it's definitely not like they've been taking into account that there would be a possibility he'd get pregnant. It's like he's learnt nothing.

Technoblade swallows his food before he speaks again. "Uhhh, Dream? You good?"

"I. Uh-" He lifts a hand to his mouth, then rushes over to the sink to throw up. Great, amazing, lovely. Dream retches, doesn't even notice that Techno got up until he's helping him hold his hair back. "Let it out. You eat something wrong? Did I say something wrong?" 

Dream only manages to shake his head, throwing up whatever's left in his already empty stomach.

 "I'm fine-," he heaves, taking a deep breath. Okay, in and out. In and out. You're good. You're- good. Oh God, wait. The realization is finally sinking in more. "No, I'm, I, I think I- fuck, Techno, do you think I could be- oh God, I mean, do you-" He gestures all over the place, then sinks onto his knees, leaning his head against the cupboard. Techno keeps running his fingers through his hair, now that he's not throwing up anymore, but it's still a comforting gesture. He's sat down next to him. "Take your time. No rush," Techno muses, and Dream melts. Oh, he's so glad he hasn't seen Sam's face in forever. Closing his eyes almost makes him capable of forgetting his face. 

"Dream?" Oh, that's a voice he didn't need to hear now. "Echo, baby-," Dream starts, but his voice cracks. He grimaces awkwardly, doesn't look at the very small 4 year-old standing in the doorway. She's so tiny still, such a fragile thing. He doesn't look. If he sees her face he might throw up again. It feels like a really mean thought, but it's true. It's very mean. He hates that thought. He wants to say more, but he's not sure how it's coming across that he already won't look at her. He notices Techno moving away from him and he hears a few big footsteps, he thinks he hears Techno say something, but while he's trying to get through his small panic attack, it's a little difficult to comprehend anything either of them say to each other. 

His head is pounding. Again, he presses his fingers into his forehead, and the cold prosthetics both help and don't help. It's okay. It's okay. He feels dread at the back of his gut. He doesn't notice when Technoblade is in front of him again, and the child seems to be gone. Takes a shaky breath, then falls towards him, letting him wrap him in a hug. "Where's Echo?," he whispers against Techno's chest, letting him play with his hair calmly.

Techno seems to pause, just kind of cradling him to his chest. "I gave her her breakfast and told her to eat in bed. I'd get her when we're done. Just told her you're feeling sick." That's fine. That's fine, he supposes. He groans. "Techno, do you think I-- uh."

"You, what?"

"What if I'm. Y'know." He gestures, but by the look on Techno's face now that he's opened his eyes again, nope, Techno doesn't have any idea. "Oh my God. Techno. What if I'm pregnant?"

That definitely gets Techno wide-eyed. "Oh." That's a realization he must've not considered before. Because now he's just staring at him like he told him Santa is actually real. Then it fades into worry again. Concern? Weird excitement? Everything at once? Dream can't really pinpoint it and he's not sure he wants to. (besides the sickness, he's not actually super sure how he feels about this.) Pregnancy isn't something he ever thought to have willingly, and he's not so sure this is willingly. He definitely had Sex with Techno willingly, but dear God.

"Wait. Are you sure???" 

"No- I mean, I dunno???" It would explain his sickness. And his headache. And his hormones being all over the place the past few days, without being on his period. There's- no way, though, right? "Techno, what the fuck do I do?"

 "Dream-" Pinpointing the exact emotion on Technoblade's face is surprisingly difficult. Looks like he's going through it more than Dream is. It actually makes him laugh. "Oh my God, Techno." He stops trying to look for something on his boyfriends face, falling against him again. "Oh my God," he keeps laughing, even though he's not sure if he should laugh or cry. "Are you laughing, or crying?" Techno asks, not sure which one he should be doing.

"Definitely both," Dream says, runs a hand through his hair in sheer disbelief. "I, I mean, I could be wrong. Echo's pregnancy was- really weird-" 

"Phil's going to kill us, bro."

"I tell you I might be pregnant because of you and you're calling me 'bro'???"

___

"Well, now I'm definitely a terrible boyfriend for not thinking of valentine's day."

The way he says that makes Dream put at least half of his actual strength into the punch he delivers against his chest. "Oof. That really hurt, Dream."

"Good. Fuck you."

[witchyleehibernates-fics]

Of Lemon Pies and Feathery Memories

Summary:

“There’s three different parts of this recipe; the crust, the filling, and the topping.” Techno seemed… almost nostalgic as he explained this to Tommy. “For the crust we need graham crackers, sugar, and butter. For the pie filling, we need-” Techno paused, checking the recipe book even as he rummaged through the cupboard for the graham crackers and sugar. Tommy moved to the fridge for the butter. “Lemon juice, condensed milk, and eggs. And the topping is whipped cream.” Tommy excitedly put the butter on the counter as Techno found the sugar and graham crackers. “Do we need the pie filling immediately?” Tommy asked, watching and waiting as patiently as he could as Techno checked the recipe book. “No, we can wait on the filling for the moment.” Techno decided after a few minutes of reading the recipe. Tommy nodded with a smile. “Now, you are going…” Tommy chirped in confusion as Techno turned and picked him up, turning and setting Tommy on the counter. “You will sit here and help, okay?”

Content Warning's/Trigger Warnings: Implied/Referenced Death of a Character, baking, fluff, hurt/comfort maybe?

Characters: Technoblade, TommyInnit

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 2,364

Status: Complete

Fanfic Links:

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Tommy jumped up and down with excitement, his wings nearly flapping in his excitement, as Technoblade flipped through the cookbook that he usually had placed on top of the fridge. There were five other cookbooks up there that he never really touched, but this one was even more special in Tommy’s opinion. It was the only one to have sweet treats or desserts.

“Calm down, Theseus,” Techno chuckled quietly, and Tommy pouted as his wings flared suddenly. He’d nearly fallen from a sudden unbalance he had. He was still getting used to walking around with his wings partially extended.

“I’m excited Uncle Techie!” Tommy exclaimed. He brightened when Techno motioned for the chair that was placed next to the counter. Tommy rushed forward and climbed onto the chair, kneeling on it and looking at the page that Techno was on. It looked like it was a kind of cake or brownie, or maybe a cookie? Tommy wasn’t sure, he wasn’t the best at calling out what a treat was.

“What do you think about making something with Lemon?” Techno asked, moving the cookbook and showing the two different recipes that the book was open to. Tommy hummed, leaning against Techno as he stared at the two recipes. One was a Lemon Pie, and the other was Lemon Meringue Cookies.

“Can we do both?” Tommy asked, looking up at Techno as the idea sprouted in his mind. Techno chuckled quietly as he looked at the two recipes.

“Yeah, we can do that.” Tommy was confused on why his voice sounded a little sad while also amused, he glanced up at his Uncle right as Techno had wiped a tear from his eye.

“Uncle Techno? Are you okay?” Tommy asked, moving to sit on the chair, facing him. Techno smiled slightly, nodding as he moved to set the recipe book on the little stand that held the book up for viewing. And to keep it clean and safe from harm.

“I’m okay Theseus,” Tommy made a face at him, getting another quiet laugh from his Uncle. Tommy hated being called Theseus, he much preferred his nickname ‘Tommy’, but his Uncle loved the name, so they compromised… sorta.

Tommy could get whoever he wanted to call him Tommy, but he would allow Techno to call him Theseus, and Techno was the only person allowed to call him that.

“We’ll make the pie first.” Techno told him, and Tommy brightened, nodding as he slid from the chair, though he stumbled slightly when his wings tried to catch the air. “Careful now,” Techno had set a hand on Tommy’s shoulder to help him balance. Tommy smiled up at him as his wings pulled against his back.

“I’m careful! I’m careful!” Tommy made a playful expression before smiling brightly again. Techno huffed a breath of laughter as Tommy grabbed the seat of the chair and pulled it across the kitchen and put it back at the table.

Tommy knew that Techno would end up moving it back later, when Tommy was helping at the counter or something. He watched Techno look at the cookbook once more before moving towards the cupboards.

“What do we need to make the pie?” Tommy asked, moving quickly to stand next to the stove, staring up at Techno. “How do we get started?”

“There’s three different parts of this recipe; the crust, the filling, and the topping.” Techno seemed… almost nostalgic as he explained this to Tommy. “For the crust we need graham crackers, sugar, and butter. For the pie filling, we need-” Techno paused, checking the recipe book even as he rummaged through the cupboard for the graham crackers and sugar. Tommy moved to the fridge for the butter.

“Lemon juice, condensed milk, and eggs. And the topping is whipped cream.” Tommy excitedly put the butter on the counter as Techno found the sugar and graham crackers.

“Do we need the pie filling immediately?” Tommy asked, watching and waiting as patiently as he could as Techno checked the recipe book.

“No, we can wait on the filling for the moment.” Techno decided after a few minutes of reading the recipe. Tommy nodded with a smile. “Now, you are going…” Tommy chirped in confusion as Techno turned and picked him up, turning and setting Tommy on the counter. “You will sit here and help, okay?”

“Okay!” Techno never allowed Tommy on the counters, at least, not typically, so Tommy was excited. Tommy made sure that he was comfortable as Techno went into the cabinet underneath the counter to grab mixing bowls.

“We preheat the oven,” Techno made sure that there was nothing in the oven before setting the temperature that they needed. “And then we have to make graham cracker crumbs, so we take a zip lock bag and we crush graham crackers inside of it.”

“With what? Our hands?” Tommy asked, tilting his head.

“Or a rolling pin.” Techno answered. Tommy hummed as Techno had him lift his feet so that he could grab a larger zip lock bag. Tommy set his feet back down when Techno shut the drawer. Tommy had never been able to sit with Techno when he baked, as typically Techno baked after nightmares and Tommy was asleep during that time.

“Can I do that?” Tommy asked, watching as Techno opened the box of graham crackers and grabbed a package.

“Which part?” Techno asked, a tilt of his head. Tommy made a face at him and Techno laughed slightly. “Yeah, you can crush the graham crackers.” Tommy cheered lightly, smiling brightly once again. “Just let me set everything up, okay Theseus?” Tommy nodded quickly.

He watched as Techno put the graham crackers inside the ziplock bag and made sure there were no pockets of air in the ziplock. He explained it was so that could actually crumble-ize the graham crackers. Tommy hummed happily as Techno searched around for the rolling pin.

“Okay, now, what you’re going to do is take this rolling pin, and you’re going to roll it over the graham crackers until they are crumbs, okay?” Techno asked, and Tommy nodded quickly.

“Yes! Yup! Got it!” Tommy accepted the rolling pin from a hesitant Techno. He carefully set the rolling pin on top of the pile of crackers and his hands on the handles. It was almost startling at the crunching sounds of the graham crackers, though he didn’t let himself falter too much as he got into rolling the pin over the crackers.

“Good,” Techno praised as he moved to continue putting together everything they needed.

Techno watched over Tommy carefully as he measured out the sugar.

There was a pain in his heart as he watched over Tommy. The young Avian will never know his dad, Techno’s best friend. Sometimes, it was hard to be near Tommy, with gold hair and sky blue eyes that were exact replicas of his old friend. And the curls that only belonged to his mother, another close friend of his.

But Tommy was his own person, and Techno had put himself through too much therapy so that he could raise Tommy. His friend would have wanted that, at the very least. Techno offered a small smile as Tommy checked the graham crackers, the move so similar yet entirely foreign as a site.

Tommy had decided that the graham crackers weren’t done yet, and went back to carefully running over the graham crackers. Techno himself had measured out the butter in the meantime, and had it placed in the microwave to melt it. He was just waiting on the graham crackers from Tommy so that he could mix them in with the sugar. Afterwards, they could set to make the filling and then finish the crust.

“Okay! Done!” Tommy chirped.

“Thank you Theseus,” Techno took the rolling pin away so that he could put it away as Tommy picked up the bag of graham crackers. He was inspecting them again, a curious tilt of his head. Techno made a motion for them, and Tommy was quick to pass them over.

“Okay, and now we mix the graham crackers with the sugar.” The microwave went off right after Techno finished speaking, spooking Tommy lightly who trilled in confusion. The reaction was instinctual, Techno knew, but there was a sadness as, for just the moment, Techno saw Philza the first time he’d made this with him. It had startled him too, though Philza had been watching the microwave countdown.

Techno was showing Tommy how to mix the sugar and the graham crackers, not using his hands though he had the memory of Philza trying. He was using a baking spatula, the kind that you’d use to layer frosting.

“When the butter’s a bit cooled off, we’ll mix it with the rest of the pie crust.”

“That doesn’t look like a crust.” Tommy made a face as he looked at the mix of crumbs and sugar.

“Not yet it doesn’t, that’s why we need the butter.” Techno explained, and Tommy hummed in thought. Techno moved the mix off to the side as he pulled another pull forward. Tommy was swinging his feet slightly, his eyes watching all of Techno’s movements. Tommy probably wasn’t even sure just how focused he was on Techno’s movements, much like his mother.

Techno quickly moved to the fridge, which was beside Tommy, and grabbed the lemon juice, condensed milk, and the five eggs they would need. It wasn’t even that they needed the full eggs, they just needed the egg yolks.

Tommy was humming lightly as he watched Techno carefully, bobbing his head slightly as Techno worked. Techno took a deep breath as he checked the recipe again. 1 cup of lemon juice, and 2 cans of the sweetened condensed milk.

“Grab another can of condensed milk from the fridge?” Techno asked, and Tommy chirped in acknowledgement as he turned towards the fridge. Techno knew that Tommy was just savoring the fact that he was sitting on the counter and not getting in trouble. He smiled as Tommy successfully managed to grab the other can of condensed milk without either falling or having to get down.

“There!” Tommy smiled, and Techno took the can gratefully.

“Thank you, good job.” Tommy trilled happily. Techno was sure that Tommy didn’t even realize that he was making bird-like noises in his excitement. Philza often didn’t notice either. Techno smiled at Tommy even as his heart constricted painfully in his chest.

Techno added the lemon juice and the condensed milk to one bowl as he turned to work on getting the egg yolks from the eggs.

“Why are you doing that?” Tommy asked as Techno cracked an egg and careful passed the yolk from half of the shell to the other repeatedly.

“We only need the yolk, so I’m carefully getting the yolk.” Techno explained, and when he decided that he’d separated the yolk from the whites enough, he put the yolk in the Lemon juice and condensed milk bowl and threw away the egg. Techno repeated this two more times as Tommy watched with attentive eyes.

“Why do we need to separate them?” Tommy asked curiously.

“Because that’s what the recipe calls for.” Techno answered.

“Why?”

“Because the two components react with ingredients in different ways.” Techno explained. Tommy made a noise of confusion and Techno chuckled as he reached over and ruffled Tommy’s hair.

“Uncle Techno!” Tommy whined, his hands shooting up to cover his hair. Techno chuffed lightly with a smile that got a laugh out of Tommy. Techno went back to getting the yolks from the last two eggs as Tommy settled back down.

Egg yolks done, Techno slid that bowl back and reached for the pie crust mixture and then grabbed the butter from the microwave. He could feel Tommy’s eyes on him as he added the butter to the pie crust mixture. He was careful as he continued to use the frosting spatula to mix up the mixture, and subtly teaching Tommy how to do it too.

“Why do we have to cook the pie crust?” Tommy asked after Techno grabbed the pie pan.

“So that it becomes a crust instead of a crumble.” Techno answered, setting aside the extra graham cracker crumbs. They’d sprinkle them on top afterwards, Techno decided. He was sure that Tommy would like that, at the very least.

“Oh, okay!” Tommy nodded as he watched Techno. “How long does it have to cook?” Techno put the crust in the pie pan and began to even it out along the bottom and along the sides of the pie pan.

“8 to 10 minutes,” Techno answered as he worked. “And don’t worry, we’re nearly done.” Techno glanced at Tommy, taking note of the yawns that Tommy was fighting. It was getting late, the two of them having started this after dinner.

“Okay.” Tommy nodded slightly, though there was as much energy behind it this time. Techno smiled fondly as he put the pie crust filled pan in the oven. He set a nine minute timer and set that off to the side as Tommy yawned more obviously.

“Now,” Techno grabbed the whisk that he’d pulled out earlier, and started to stir and whisk together the lemon juice, condensed milk, and the eggs. Tommy watched him with eyes that were starting to droop in his exhaustion, and Techno tried to remember if there were times where Philza had been like that.

There were some times like that, that Techno would tease that Philza was getting old over. But that was more in the fall and winter, but never in the spring or summer. It was nearing the end of summer, so Tommy shouldn’t have been this sleepy at night yet. Maybe he was simply getting sick. Techno would have to watch that.

“Go lay on the couch, Theseus,” Techno murmured, and while Tommy whined in disagreement, he did let Techno pick him up and set him on the ground to go do just that. Techno returned to whisking as Tommy curled up on the couch with a throw blanket thrown over top of him.

Techno had no problem finishing the pie on his own, anyways.

[darkdollyumi]

10 things for 10 people you'd like to know better:

tagged by @salty-lemonss !!! haiiiiii

last song: long way from home - fish in a bird cage (i've been listening to the mentors album on repeat tbh)

last book: does manga count? i've been re-reading wotaku ni koi wa muzukashii

Last movie: I watched Yolo recently! it's a 2024 chinese film and the cinematography is really pretty :>

Last TV show: it might be sandman, i dont watch tv shows often and this was quite a few months back

Sweet/savory/spicy: salty pls keke

Last thing googled: SGT to UTC (its boring i know)

Last creative project worked on: i made some doodles for the Technoblade Cookbook Zine and uhhh i'm working on a Techno animatic but its going slow.

Looking forward to: in the near future? i have a game jam in february i signed up for, its stressing me out though and i cant wait till its over lol. in longer term, i hope to make more art.

Current obsession: mekanism thanks to @ghostofthesynthesis

I'm tagging: @spacedoutsoap @meteor-anarchy @ghostofthesynthesis get in here nerds

[hallsoffandom]

Interest Check for a Potato War/ Technoblade inspired cookbook

This would likely turn out similar to a zine, but obviously a bit different. Every recipe included will need to have potatoes in it’s ingredient list, and the end result will probably have a mix of photos of the completed recipes (provided by the person who submitted the recipe) and drawings of Techno with the recipe.

The end result will likely end up being a digital copy that would be free for everyone! I do not know what is involved in making physical copies, but if there’s enough interest we’ll figure something out!