#female techno

[imhereformysciencefriends]

@mcyt-yuri-week Day 4: Transgender & Genderbend!

Trans!Puffy x genderbent!Techno. Read on AO3 here

It was almost nearing funny, how when people learned that one of them was trans, they always assumed it was Technoblade. She was a towering pig hybrid, with heavy tusks and a square jaw, thick muscular arms and heavy hooves, and Puffy was half her height and width. So Puffy got where the mixup came from! Really she did. Just that it was funny.

Less funny was the occasional asshole who decided to make a remark, but Techno usually just killed those assholes for saying shit to her and then got really stuffy and blushy and stiff while she pretended not to hover around Puffy. It wasn’t even like Puffy got all that bothered! But it was nice to be fussed over, even when Techno had been the recipient of the comment.

This was particularly hilarious given the fact that Techno couldn’t even ask for her own pickles. It was always Puffy approaching the service workers, reminding them of details. She was pretty sure at this point that Techno would rather auto-cannibalize herself all the way to death than inconvenience a customer service employee even one (1) time.

“Excuse me!” Puffy called, flagging down a grocery store employee while her girlfriend pretended not to know her. “Did you guys move the hoof polish?” Normally it was in with the shampoos and soaps, but Puffy and Techno had crawled the bodywash aisle twice now to no avail.

“Oh, yeah, it got put, uh,” the faun in a blue polo fumbled, glancing around and trying to remember. “I think cosmetics?”

“Well that’s a dumb place to put that,” Puffy muttered, hands on her hips. Techno looked panicked at her rudeness. “Thanks! We’ll check there.”

Hoof polish acquired, they checked out their items and took to the streets of Essempi. It was a pleasant day out, not quite hot but only cool enough to justify maybe a shawl or light jacket. Techno had a beige and red dress made from a thick cotton weave, and a blood red shawl that lifted slightly in the light breeze. Really, if she had the stomach for it she could’ve been a model. Puffy did not even pretend she wasn’t ogling her.

She heard the two unruly teens just before she felt them, Tubbo rushing past her right before Tommy knocked into her. As far as pickpocketing techniques went, it was seamless. She had no idea what he’d grabbed and where he’d grabbed it from. Unfortunately for them, everyone and their cow knew that Tommy liked to nick things recreationally.

Techno was in front of them, glowering, all towering height and broad muscle and thick chest Puffy took frequent delight in, stanced to block the road and red eyes glaring.

“Hey-heyyyyyy, big woman,” Tommy greeted, nerves clear in his voice. Puffy huffed and stormed up, smacking him on the back of the head.

“Give it back!” she ordered.

“Give what back?” Tubbo asked, and it really was dangerous how completely innocent he managed to make himself look and sound.

“Whatever you two took, now give it,” Puffy demanded, holding out her hand.

Behind the pair, Techno snorted. A piggish rush of air that had most sensible people’s skin crawling.

“Fine, fine,” Tommy handed over the slab of beef wrapped up in its brown paper, and Puffy had no idea how he’d managed to snag that. It’d been near the bottom of its bag!

“Good,” Techno said darkly, “now get.”

The teens tore off, spirits hardly dampened. They weren’t a bad sort, just unruly, and Tommy liked the act of taking more than he’d ever cared for keeping, anyway. As far as anyone could tell, Tubbo just liked trouble.

“My gallant knight in shining armor,” Puffy teased, giggling as she tugged Techno’s hand out of her crossed arms so she could wrap her arms around Techno’s. She was so big and strong (a fact that Puffy made frequent and gleeful use of). “Chasing off the riffraff for me.”

“Cringe,” Techno snorted. “Last time I checked, you’re the biggest riffraff on this side of the ocean.”

“And the other!” Puffy tugged on Techno’s arm, but all it really did was leverage herself closer. She stumbled a little, then got her footing again. Man, Puffy’s hooves were half the size of her girlfriend’s. “May I remind you, I had a lucrative and mischievous career well before I sailed to these shores.”

“You’re not really provin’ me wrong here.”

Puffy snorted, loud and nasally, and knocked her horns against Techno’s bicep (stupid sexy towering giant. Puffy’d knock her head if she could reach it).

Puffy dragged her home with her and made Techno sit while she cooked them both dinner. Techno put up a token protest when Puffy requested that she tell her a story from one of the old myths she was so obsessed with, and Puffy fell happily into the rhythm of cooking while her girlfriend lovingly detailed the story of an archer with a stinky wound.

“I think I wound up cooking too much beef,” Puffy observed as she brought the food over to the table, Techno joining her with a swish of her skirts.

“Eh, pack it up and bring it with us to my place,” she said with a shrug. “Take it to the bedroom. We can have night meats later.”

Puffy dropped her fork before she’d even had her first bite. “Night meats?!”

Techno froze, in that way she did when she thought she’d said something weird and was now analyzing how to best play it off. But Puffy absolutely could not stand for that.

“I need to kiss you until you’re stupid,” Puffy followed, her heart suddenly squeezed far too full as she admired the utterly ridiculous woman across from her. And all but crawled across the table in order to plant herself directly in her lap, kissing around her short tusks with practiced familiarity.

“What, no, but I’m already so dumb!” Techno protested, her hands going up to Puffy’s hip and waist since she was resisting this soooooo hard.

“Then I’ve just got to make you stupider!!!”

“Heh?!? There won’t be anything left!”

Techno laughed as Puffy continued to kiss her, their dinners cooling on the table behind them as Puffy stuck her tongue down her girlfriend’s throat. She was so ridiculous. She was so ridiculous and silly and goofy and Puffy needed to marry her. She was so dense and strong, too, Puffy also needed to climb her like a tree and rock her whole ass world.

“I love you,” she gasped when they parted, stars still gleaming in her eyes and little hands tangled in long pink hair. “You’re so ridiculous. Night meats?! I love it, I love you, that’s inspired, why didn’t I ever think of that.”

“I think you’re blowin’ this a lil’ out of proportion,” Techno muttered, self-conscious and glancing askance. Puffy kissed her again about it.

[millieroekennedy]

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[depersonalizedtechno]

naked bartender POLAND

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[listography]

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the aliens are coming

[mappelshad]

Okey i went insane and there’s nothing you can do @trollexswife

Here you go fem vision of eyew Trollex. Hope you like it.

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Love Is a Punk (Vitalic Remix) by Louisahhh, Vitalic aka Dreamteam <3

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[restingcorpse]

[risingsunresistance]

forming an army

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Modern AU where enderdragon!Philza is captured by a shady corporation who lock him up in a lab to experiment on him. One day, they want to see how he reacts to a human being (they just want to see how Phil kills his prey).

So they yoink a random college student named Techno from the streets.

They fully expect Phil to maul Techno on sight. But he doesn't. Maybe it's because Techno isn't armored, and he's not wearing a lab coat. Maybe it’s because he's locked in just like Phil is, and he looks scared. Maybe it’s because Phil has been in isolation so long his dragon hoard instincts are on high alert.

Whichever the case, Philza looks at this random human and goes "oh, he's friend shaped. My treasure now!"

The scientist are in awe when Phil doesn’t eat Techno. He just manhandles him so they can snuggle up together instead. After a few days of Phil taking care of Techno and having no intention to kill him, somebody goes in to take Techno away and resume with different experiments.

The problem is Phil doesn’t appreciate that. Like, at all.

Finally using his full powers at seeing somebody try to lay a hand on his hoard, Phil breaks out of the facility easily and leaves it a crater. He takes Techno with him. And like a good dragon, he brings Techno home to his nest, where his mate Kristin and their sons Wilbur and Tommy are waiting.

Aka Techno can be adopted by the entire family!

[brownsugar4hersoul]

“Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent”

| Victor Hugo |

[depersonalizedtechno]

Summer Time

[yellowmanula]

some sort of Techno, from 90s classics to modern one

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Vitesse X Weekly DJ Mix Premiere! Watch it here.

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