#techza week

[ks1971]

hjappy techza week for the yaoi couple ever. this is all you'll be seeing of me for the next 5 months

winter : summer

[techzaweek]

Get ready for Techza Week 2025!

This year the event will take place from March 16th - 22nd, with two potential prompts for each day to chose from. Content can range from fic to art to playlists, and all forms of Techno and Phil's relationships are allowed, including platonic, queer platonic, and romantic!

Prompt List

Day 1 (March 16th) - First Kiss | Bed

Day 2 (March 17th) - Cooking | War

Day 3 (March 18th) - Soulmates | Bell

Day 4 (March 19th) - Home | Scars

Day 5 (March 20th) - Winter | Summer

Day 6 (March 21st) - Royalty | Imprisonment

Day 7 (March 22nd) - Hero | Villain

For more info you can check out the Q&A or feel free to send an ask!

And if you want to look at last year's prompt list for inspo - x

[maaayhaps]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Technoblade/Phil Watson | Philza Characters: Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: Waiter and Client to Lovers, Phil is a young father and Tommy is his baby, Implied Age Gap, Phil is in his early 30s and Techno is in his late 30s, I would say 30 and 37, it's 2004, Phil Watson | Philza is TommyInnit's Parent, Technoblade is not TommyInnit's Parent, not yet at least, Fluff, No angst at all, Unless you count a mildly sick baby as angst, He willl be fine, thoy Summary:

It's raining outside, Technoblade feels cold. Not for much, though. Definitely not much.

For Techza Week day five - winter

For @theworstcinderella, @soundsoftechzakissing and @anxioussgecko

Thank you for the friendship. This one is special and a bit rushed, but I did it anyway and I am happy. You can't keep letting your doubts let you not write it, am I right?

Anyways! Happy readings!

@techzaweek

[hugehibiscus]

здравствуйте дамы и господа techza week 2025 (i clearly remember that there was cooking in that)

[antimony-medusa]

*voice of someone who only really realized like a month ago how much loyalty and competence and being bad at emotions makes her brain go brr* yeah I feel normal about emduo. I've felt normal about emduo for a normal period of time also. this special interest's gonna end any second now probably. how is your day going.

[sulery-mar]

Techza week! Day 2 — Gold

@techzaweek

[crows-and-kisses]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza Characters: Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza Additional Tags: Platonically Married Technoblade and Phil Watson | Philza, they dont live together but in my head this makes the most sense ok, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Pixie Hollow (Disney Fairies), yeah thats right fuckers, Alternate Universe - Disney Fusion, technically, Domestic Bliss, they are fairies in this BUT SPECIFICALLY the pixie hollow fairies, ONLY from the movies too ive never read the books sorry, Banter, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza are Best Friends Summary:

A day in the life of Technoblade, a Garden Fairy, and Philza, a Tinker Fairy.

Day five for @techzaweek 2025!! Enjoy my extremely niche pixie hollow au, following the prompt of summer!!

[tothegatesofhell]

Working in a fire tower for the summer was something Techno had applied for thinking he would get away from people, maybe catch up on some reading, do some knitting, do some hiking. He was fine with not talking to people for weeks at a time.

He didn't count on Phil.

Day five!! I’m really excited about this one, I’ve been working on it for probably years at this point, trying to get it right. I hope you guys like it!

@techzaweek

[spookytechza]

DAY ONE; WELCOME

On the first night of their weary journey, a group of travelers stumbled upon two forgotten cabins amid the desolate tundra. The wind howled like a tortured soul, urging them to seek refuge from the bitter cold. They huddled around a flickering fire, sharing whispered tales of dread—of restless spirits and shadows that crept.

Suddenly, a knock echoed through the stillness, soft yet insistent. One traveler, heart pounding, approached the door. There stood a man, pale as the moon, his face obscured by a wide-brimmed hat. With a voice smooth and cold, he requested entrance, claiming he sought shelter from the night.

Reluctantly, they opened the door, revealing dark stains marring his garments. Concern flickered in their eyes as they urged him to sit by the fire. “Are you hurt?” they asked, apprehension thick in the air. He smiled, a grin both alluring and malevolent. “This? 'Tis but a scratch,” he replied.

Now sit still, dear children. And be aware, you must not sleep. There are monsters nearby.

-Phil's Cabin

[ks1971]

happy gaymas

[techzaweek]

Happy Valentine's Day!

Reminder that Techza Week is only a month away! Starting from March 16th and ending on the 22nd! If you'd like to participate, here is this year's PROMPT LIST!

See you then!

[mlmelelemlm]

Day 2 ... Full Moon

Techno's finger's glided over the keys, touch quick and playful. His shadow danced and flickered, following the rhythm of the music.

It was half past three, and Phil has yet to arrive home.

A dissonant chord echoed through the house, Techno's accompanying sigh hidden.

"I swear if you come back with an open wound…" Techno murmured, gaze enraptured by the flickering flame.

Phil was having a very bad, no good, terrible fucking shift.

12 hours till 3 am:

"You ready Phil?"

He met Niki's eyes and they shared a sigh.

"I swear to god I'm never taking this shift ever again, I'll fucking transfer if I have to," Phil grumbled, going over inventory.

"That's what you say now, but then you'll start feeling like a hare in a colony of bunnies soon enough," Niki quipped, scrubbing down the inside of the truck. "If I couldn't stand three hours what makes you think you can?"

Phil ignored her.

"Uhh, what are you talking about…"

Ranboo jumped at the sudden attention from the two of them.

"Shit this is your first time, isn't it?"

Niki bulldozed through Ranboo's spluttering, "Ignore him, he's just grumpy his and Techno's schedule never align." She waved her, now ignoring Phil's indignant 'Hey!' "All you need to know is everything's about to be more chaotic."

"Chaotic…?" It was clear Ranboo had no clue what was going on.

Phil sighed, "The full moon is here and its about to make every patient ten times more difficult."

"I thought that was just a myth," Ranboo said, fingers fidgeting with the box of supplies Phil asked for.

Taking the box, Phil called over his shoulder, "Believe it or not, be prepared for the worst."

10 hours till 3 am:

"How do you cut your finger off with a pumpkin scoop."

Phil looked up from his stretch. "You alright?"

Ranboo lifted his head, wonder shining in his eyes, plus some speck of pumpkin guts. "It was a kid kit."

21 year old male, helping his nieces carve their first pumpkin. Overeager and began carving the pumpking before all of the guts were scooped. Wanting to clean it up a little more, he grabbed ahold of the pumpking bowling style and lobbed his ring finger off.

Phil shrugged, "You've seen worse."

"Yeah, and somehow a pumpkin full of blood is still more disturbing."

"Ok it wasn't filled—"

"Alright boys, we can worry about Ranboo's mental state later, can you reach the top? I think I saw some guts fly up there."

Phil watched as Ranboo sweeped pumpkin innards into a bucket, already tired.

8 hours till 3am:

"Oh my god Jason you fucking asshole!"

"Ma'am we need you to step aside."

"You know I get scared easy, why would you—"

"Hey I know this is a lot, what's your name?"

"Jessica," the young woman sobbed, tears and blood streaming down her face.

"Ok, hi Jessica, I'm Ranboo. I need you to follow me outside, I promise you my team is doing everything they can to help— Jason was it?"

"They named him after that stupid fucking movie, I know!"

"Hey this is not a judging zone, promise, let's get you…" His voice went distant, escorting the distraught wife outside of the kitchen.

Phil locked eyes with Niki.

"On three, one, two, three—!"

30 year old male, father. Wanted to surprise his wife who was preparing dinner. Instead, he got a surprise slash to the chest, inches away from his neck.

"Well there goes our scary movie nights…" Jason groaned. Phil and Niki were careful but speed was critical and a few bumps were unnavoidable.

They passed Ranboo and Jessica. "I can't fucking believe you did that on our anniversary." She seemed more composed, her wobbly voice the only sign of distress.

"Ranboo."

"Ready."

5 hours till 3 am:

"I thought firefighters were the ones who helped people stuck on trees."

"They do, but our patient isn't stuck in a tree anymore," Ranboo said. Phil was more preoccupied cleaning his hands once more with a wipe. Blood always got tacky and settled inside the skin. It was a feeling Phil grew used to but even he could only tolerate it so much.

Niki glanced over to the front. "Hey Ranboo, are you sure they gave you the right direction? The city doesn't have any trees, at least not this far in."

"Didn't you guys know, they installed a new sculpture downtown," Ranboo grimaced, eyes on the road.

A beat.

"You're joking."

"Honestly would've thought you knew, Phil, didn't Techno mention it?"

Phil didn't answer the question, because Techno did mention it. In fact, he talked about it in great detail, and Phil already knew the scene awaiting them was going to be bloody as all hell.

"Niki, get double of everything ready." Because the tree they were headed to was an installation that featured spikes surrounding the trunk. Phil can still remember the excited way Techno spoke of the symbolism, how there was a birds nest that the cuckoo chick basically took hostage. It wasn't meant to last long, there was a numbered amount of normal eggs the cuckoo was meant to push out.

Phil wondered if Techno would be fine missing that particular date night.

4 hours till 3am:

"You alright there mate?"

Niki nodded, as if there wasn't a huge black eye forming on her right side.

Ranboo was a little too quiet for his taste, so Phil let her organize the remaining inventory to check up on him. She was used to the frenzy.

Taking in a deep breath, he released it as he knocked shoulders with Ranboo. He really was too tall, sitting down and yet he only barely reached his chin.

"It's not my fault you're short."

Any and all good will left Phil as he captured Ranboo in an elbow lock.

"It's not a matter of short or tall, Ran," Phil gritted, "It's about the abnormaility that is your femur being longer than our entire torso."

They grappled for a bit, with Phil as a clear winner because Ranboo may be over two meters, but his limbs were gangly and a trip hazard more than anything.

"Ok ok! I'm fine I promise!"

Phil let him go, but left his arm resting on his shoulders. "Yeah?"

Those shoulders shrugged. "I mean, you were right. I'm used to seeing worse. Honestly I don't think anything will ever beat that time with the maggots." Phil suppressed the urge to gag. He managed to block that memory.

"I get the feeling there's more."

A chuckle, "I don't know man, it's just weird. Usually the worst of worst gets spaced between shifts, but we just came back from a scare actor punching Niki, and that's the tame part."

Three highschoolers, ages 16 and a 17 year old, excited for a haunted house promoted as free for students. The cost came in the form of unsafe practices and two electracuted teenagers. The seventeen year old sported broken knuckles for getting into an altercation with an actor right before they arrived. Niki was mistaken for the teenager and got sucker punched.

"You gotta admit, it was pretty funny seeing the guy fly through the air."

He got a laugh, and Ranboo wheezed in between breaths, "I keep forgetting she has a black belt in Brazilian Jiu Jistsu."

"And you better not anymore after that demonstration."

Both Ranboo and Phil jumped, Niki cooly leaning against the truck.

"Aye aye, captain!" They chorused.

Niki grinned and went to sit next to the driver's seat.

2 hours till 3am:

"How ya holding up," Niki chirped.

Phil looked at her questioningly.

She rolled her eyes. "We're close to done, did you and Techno have any plans?"

"No jinxing! I am so close to saying goodbye to the mortal realm and you are not taking that from me!" Ranboo chimed in.

"You just had to ask en route?" Phil grinned.

Niki shrugged. "Can't really ask after, can I? The minute the clock strikes and you're gone," she teased.

Phil conceeded. "There's nothing planned, maybe I'll listen to a new piece he practiced." He laughed at her pout. "What do you want me to tell you? We're old and I can hear our bones crack in the morning."

She blew a nonexistent strand of her off her face — Phil didn't want to mention the tightness of her bun in case of causing unecessary stress of balding— and snapped a new pair of gloves. "Well I'm going on a picnic. It's going to be romantic and I'll have LED candles to set the mood."

"Can I come."

"I thought you were leaving this mortal realm?"

Phil just smiled, and against his better judgement, hoped this would be the last call of the night. Maybe he could surprise Techno.

30 minutes till 3am:

"I swear to gods if they don't count this as overtime—"

"Are you kidding? I'm pretty sure the director is afraid of you."

"Ranboo bring the truck around, I don't think we can move any further without making the injury worse."

Long legs disappeared around the corner before Niki finished her sentence.

"At least it isn't too bad, we should be able to get back to the hospital just before clock strikes three," Phil said, patting the man's pocket for a wallet.

Unknown adult male, heavier with height and weight, a sliced achilles heel on the right leg. Currently unconcsious.

"It's kinda weird, they didn't tell us how he got hurt… Did you find a wallet?"

It was strange, even more strange how there was nothing, not even a social security card or anything. "No, did they say anything about his mental state?"

Niki hummmed, hands busy with bandages, "Not that I remember, but they said the line cut after he provided the address, maybe he got mugged?"

The male wore a typical business suit, four pant's pockets and nothing inside them. He checked the jacket's inner pockets and yielded similar results. "This is weird, he doesn't have any further bruising or lacerations—"

"Uhm, guys…" Niki and Phil looked up, and froze.

Ranboo, with shaky fingers and a trembling lip, said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to bring them to you."

Aimed at his head, a man pointed a gun.

Bored of waiting, Techno abandonded the piano in search of Carl.

"There you are, I guess you're waiting for him too huh?"

The tortie looked up at him with wide unblinking eyes, curled in a cute donut shape on the couch.

"C'mon, let's watch something while we wait. We'll make Phil jealous that he can't join the cuddle pile until after he showers." Techno scooped up Carl, and as predicted, he began purring up a storm.

Techno wasn't paying attention all that much when he turned on the TV. Really, he just wanted some background noise while cuddling Carl so it opened on the news channel.

So focused on the soft fur beneath his hand, Techno barely caught the next words.

"—hostage situation that is using three EMT workers and an unknown civilian. Currently the hostage taker speaks of religious affiliation and requests to, quote, 'let the ritual commence without interruption—"

Techno's chest got felt heavier as he drowned out the noise of the news anchor because suddenly he was meeting Phil's gaze. It was his word ID, the one he always complained about because he looked like a sleazeball when in reality he was caught mid blink.

"Mrow."

Techno barely noticed Carl leaving his lap, his head full of static. No fucking way. It couldn't be. There would always be weird shit that happened but never did Phil get caught in a fucking hostage situ—

"Techno, hey woah—"

Before he could think beyond 'danger' his fist swung. A hang grabbed and pulled him forward, but he caught their foot to unbalance them. As gravity pulled them down Techno met Phil's eyes and only had a proficient 'fuck' fly through his head before they hit the ground. Hard.

"Ah, mate, I just got out of a hostage situation, I don't think I can spar anymore without a warmup at least."

Techno was still speechless at several realizations at once. And then he grunted as he felt Carl's 15 pound body put all his weight onto his shoulder. "Carl why are you doing this to me."

"It's called karma, Tech."

"And you!" Techno shouted, surprising Phil, "Why the hell didn't you call me! Why did I have to endure five minutes of pure adrenaline before your pasty ass got home."

Phil spluttered, choking out a laugh. "If I called you would've been even more of a wreck, what are you talking about!"

"But it would have been a controlled nervous wreck instead of an unrestrained catastrophizing spiral into—"

"Techno we're still on the floor."

"— a future where Carl would be raised by a single father—"

"Can I please shower before reassuring you I'm ok."

"I'm not letting you anywhere out of my sight from now on," Techno sniped, pulling Phil up.

Phil scritched Carl from where he curled around Techno's shoulders. "I really wasn't hurt, Niki had the worst of us and the black eye wasn't even from the guy."

It took a few minutes of patting Carl before Phil looked at Techno's unimpressed face.

"And Ranboo?"

A wince. "We pushed for him to take a break but the kid doesn't know how to stop. I think he would go insane if he actually took it."

Techno sighed. "I'm organizing a tea party and you're all expected to attend."

Phil laughed, taking off in the direction of the bathroom.

[sulery-mar]

Techza week! Day 6 — (baby) zombie

@techzaweek

[crows-and-kisses]

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: SMPEarth Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza Characters: Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza Additional Tags: Whump, Angst, Antarctic Empire Faction (SMPEarth), Antarctic Emperor Phil Watson | Philza, Antarctic Empire is a Kingdom (SMPEarth), Antarctic Emperor Technoblade (SMPEarth), Kidnapping, Phil Watson | Philza Has a Bad Time, Technoblade Has a Bad Time (Video Blogging RPF), Imprisonment, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Asphyxiation, Electrocution, Blood and Injury, guys i got em good this time, Ambiguous Relationships, are they kissing or just besties you decide Summary:

“Stop struggling, or the fucking bird gets it,” a voice demands, and the bleeding man in front of him steps aside so Techno has a perfect view of Phil. He’s being held by a man on each arm, a third behind him, pulling his head back by his hair and a dagger to his neck. Techno notes the rope binding his co-emperor’s wings, eyes wide and solely on Techno. He’s already got a split temple and judging by the blood dripping from the rogue’s face, Phil was willing to go down fighting.

Technoblade wasn’t willing to risk him, though.

---- welcome to my most self-indulgent fic yet lmao

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happy @techzaweek day 6!!!! I picked both prompts royalty and imprisonment for this one, because c’mon y’all you can’t make me pick between my two favorite tropes

[tothegatesofhell]

“It is urgent that these two get to the Temple of Zutarrag in Triboar,” the monk is saying. He has a hand on the heads of two dragonborn children. “One of our order was meant to take them, but he fell ill, and the rest of us are too old to attempt the journey.” The kids are cute, Phil has to admit. One boy, with dark purple scales covering his head and wide blue eyes. He's wearing little robes, and there's a tail sticking out the back. The girl has teal scales along the sides of her face, but she isn't bald like the boy. Instead she has wildly curly hair and darker skin. Her eyes are brown and just as wide. She's dressed in the same somewhat drab robes. They both look incredibly small.

Day seven of techza week! This was so much fun to write, less fun to tag lol.

@techzaweek

[fr-likes-chocolate]

Last day of techza week!!

Today’s prompts are Nether or End!! Im going to do Nether!

Techno treats nether trips like trips to the spa! Phil usually has to do all the business while Techno is lounging around in lava pools. Phil has to go against every single instinct that tells him to save Techno because he isnt burning.