#myst.words

[itsnotmystic]

so you brought a bow to a sword fight

my piece for @voicesfortheblade, prompt from @stresscrow! your prompt was so fun, I hope you enjoy the fic!

summary:

Techno took the moment to breathe deeply. Cold air burnt his throat and lungs. A bow twang and thud sounded from behind him, and Techno whipped around in time to see a red soldier hit the ground. Phil swooped past, already reloading his bow, and Techno exhaled in relief. “That’s twice now!” Phil shouted, his voice filled with mirth. “I’ve only got so many eyes, Phil!” Techno shouted back. Phil laughed as he flew off to help one of their battalions, and Techno turned to continue trekking forward.

or, someone dared to attack the Antarctic Empire, resulting in a brutal fight. Technoblade makes it out completely unscathed. Well, almost.

prompt:

[itsnotmystic]

was gonna put this in tags but started rambling too much lol so here we go!

Consider: Tommy coming up to Wilbur one day, cheeky grin and all. Wilbur's just signed off on another marketing agreement for his campaign when Tommy announces he's running for presidency.

Against him.

What?!

Wilbur's confused, surely Tommy's jesting, he wouldn't... betray Wilbur like that, no. It's a very funny joke, but oh, no, Tommy's serious. He wants to prove his love for L’manberg and protect it's citizens and values, just like Wil had done! Wilbur swallows the lump in his throat, and shakily congratulates Tommy on the choice. Tommy runs out after, off to meet with Tubbo to discuss campaigning, because of course Tubbo is his vice president.

Wilbur scoffs. They won't last a week.

. . .

Except they do. Not only that, they win. They win the fucking election that Wilbur had created and rigged! Of course they won, the people love Tommy. Wilbur loathes him.

His celebratory speech drives the knife deeper and deeper into Wil's gut. That brat, he wouldn't have an election to win if Wilbur hadn't created the damn country in the first place! Tommy speaks of "our nation, our people" no. It's his! Rightfully so!

He plants the tnt under L'manberg just in time for the festival. It's not his country anymore, not the way he wanted. And if he can't have it, no one can!

His unfinished symphony, forever unfinished.

just got hit with a despicable thought. can you imagine if ctommy had run against cwilbur. he would 100% have won. Can you imagine what it would’ve done to cwilbur to lose against him

[itsnotmystic]

Frostbitten Deals: How Not to Host a Peace Summit

summary: The United Nations Peace Summit was a gathering of nations held every two years to encourage open communication and cooperation between foreign powers, a chance for discussion about trade, policies, and suggestions for improvement. Or rather, that’s what it was supposed to be. What it really was was a way to keep tabs on other nations. This year, it had just so happened to be the Empire’s turn to host.

This fic is a gift for @echidna-cosmos for the @technoblade-gift-exchange. I was so excited to get an em duo smpe prompt, and I really hope you enjoy it!!

[itsnotmystic]

The Threads That Bind Us

summary:

He finished braiding the horse’s mane, using up the decorative ribbon he had set aside prior to the task. Sky blue ribbons with white lace on the edges, to represent the Midday court. He ran his hands down the coat of the horse, admiring his work. A door further down the stable creaked open, and he looked out of the stall to see the stablemaster, a Summer man with orange hair, heading in his direction.

“Elm,” the stablemaster said upon approaching him. The pink-haired man’s hand instinctively went to the enamel token resting on his chest, tracing the shape of a branch from an elm tree. His nickname for the day.

or, A series of vaguely connected snapshots of different days in the Midday court.

(written for the 2025 @mcytrecursive)

(aka, syndicate fae au inspired by @antimony-medusa's fic There Is Thunder In Our Hearts)

[itsnotmystic]

Introducing...

My story for the Chronicles Zine, Chaos in the Kitchen!! @qsmpzine

ft. Chayanne, Tallulah, Philza, and Missa!

tags: Canon Compliant - No Angst - Fluff - Domestic Fluff - Humanized Dragon Eggs (QSMP) - Chayanne and Tallulah are Siblings (QSMP) - Tallulah-centric (QSMP) - Chayanne-centric (QSMP)

[itsnotmystic]

(little drabble inspired by this. it might become a one-shot if I can work on it later)

"Big Q, there's no- I don't hear anything. No wildlife," Tubbo whispered, as if something would punish him for breaking the quiet.

"It's unsettling," Fundy added.

Quackity turned around, eyes narrowed. "Are you suggesting we turn back?"

Fundy paled and straightened, shaking his head furiously. "Of course not! I'm just saying that it's weird that there's nothing here."

"Um, guys," Ranboo piped up. He shrunk back slightly as all attention turned to him.

"There is something. Look."

Sure enough, when Quackity turned back around, he was faced with a small clearing. Snow fell softly through the opening in the forest canopy, leaving the ground a soft, shimmering white. In the center sat a figure on an intricately woven purple and gold blanket. She wore a black flowing dress, purple detailing around the sleeves and collar. A wide brimmed hat with the veil pulled back revealed brown hair and even darker brown eyes. In her hand, she held a tea cup. She took a sip and placed it on a small plate resting next to her before looking straight ahead, making eye contact with Quackity. He froze. In the moment, he noticed that no snow seemed to land on her.

What if they had the Lady of Death's protection forest before the Butcher Army showed up?

The Butcher Army, following the compass with the intent of bringing death, not knowing as they enter the dark foliage that death now surrounds them.

And it's up to HER if they ever make it out alive.

[itsnotmystic]

Good Things Happen On Pasta Night

Summary: Techno mindlessly accepted Phil's follow request and went back to scrolling. It wasn't until a couple minutes later when a notification stating that Phil had sent them a video that the gravity of the situation hit them.

Techno had their pronouns listed in their bio. Phil had to have seen them.

Oh shit.

or; Techno is a foster kid and non-binary. Not a great combo, but nobody has to know. Until Phil knows.

Characters: Technoblade, Philza, TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot

Additional Tags:

Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

Alternate Universe - Foster Family

Alternate Universe - Human

Technoblade-centric (Video Blogging RPF)

They/Them Pronouns for Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF)

Autistic Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF)

Technoblade Has Dyed Hair (Video Blogging RPF)

lovely tag omg

Wilbur Soot and Technoblade and TommyInnit are Siblings

Good Parent Phil Watson | Philza

Non-Binary Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF)

Technoblade Needs a Hug (Video Blogging RPF)

Adoption

Foster Care

Panic Attacks

Anxiety Attacks

Technoblade Has an Anxiety Disorder (Video Blogging RPF)

[itsnotmystic]

Now, Whose Forest Is It Anyway?

summary:

Ah, the human realm. No where near as elegant as the fae realm, but Technoblade enjoyed popping in from time to time to see what humans passing through the forest he could trick. Even the rather annoying druid and raccoon hybrid that came by claiming they owned his forest couldn't ruin his visit completely. Of course, that is until their arguing summons an eldritch being.

Oops.

(aka, accidentally pissing off an eldritch crow with a turf dispute and somehow, it's not that bad in the end.)

wake up babe I finally dropped one of my 2022 sbi fics

[itsnotmystic]

got all emotional about Chay and Llulah leaving so I wrote a little fic

summary:

The crazy thing about having kids is just how fast time flies. You remember the first time they called you dad, papa. You watch them grow up under your guidance, until eventually...

or; Saying goodbye as it's time for Chayanne and Tallulah to leave the nest.

[itsnotmystic]

Phil good manneredly complaining about it being heavy over his wings, but it's actually warm and comforting. It blankets his back in a way that his wings haven't been able to since the explosion.

It's a couple inches short on Wilbur, and he mocks Techno for it. But when he's not looking, he wraps it around himself in an imitation of a hug he's too stubborn (or scared) to ask for.

Tommy drowns in it. He squawks in embarrassment at Techno's laughter, but he refuses to give it back. He'll be a big enough man one day!! He'll be worthy enough one day to carry the mantle.

Thinking about sbi wearing technos cape

[itsnotmystic]

Blond Hair and Bird Wings (and an MCC Tournament)

my fic for @ringnea for the @mcytblr-fluff-exchange !!

summary: It was a lovely morning that could be spent doing a multitude of things. Sleeping in, drinking coffee, reading a book, or playing in an MCC Tournament, of course! When the Cyan Coyotes (Technoblade, Philza, TommyInnit, and Fundy) discuss strategy, Phil randomly decides to target Grian's team, Pink Parrots. He won't explain why, but the rest of the team is determined to know.

tags:

Minecraft Mechanics, Minecraft Championships Setting, Pink Parrots (Minecraft Championships), Cyan Coyotes (Minecraft Championships), Fluff, Fluff and Crack, Comedy

[itsnotmystic]

It's the Best Time of the Year

summary: It was their third Christmas with the Crafts, which was a realization that stunned Techno slightly. However, it was their first Christmas with the Crafts as a Craft themself. Techno felt a little bundle of joy rise up inside them. It bubbled in their chest, and they couldn’t help the happy flap of their arms. Being adopted didn’t diminish the last two years, but Techno still felt like today was a little more special. It was another milestone that they weren’t sure if they would ever get to celebrate. Today was special.

wake up babe sequel to my enby!techno au just dropped. don't worry, this one is pure fluff

[itsnotmystic]

Payday

Wilbur works at a gas station in Utah. Unfortunately, today's date isn't as boring as they normally are.

Tags:

Angst and Tragedy - Flashbacks - Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD - Wilbur Soot-centric - Mentioned TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) - Blood and Injury - Blood and Violence - Canon-Typical Violence - Post-Canon - Panic Attacks - Major Character Injury - Major Character Undeath

(Sorry gamers no new fic this year, just promo-ing last year's :P)

[itsnotmystic]

Wasn't gonna finish my painting in time so I got this done instead! Just a short, angsty fic

[itsnotmystic]

Ah shit my hand slipped-

It was an accident.

How was Phil supposed to know the players would purposely lure wardens to the surface? How was Phil supposed to know the damn thing could shoot sonic blasts? There's a reason he never visited the deep dark.

He groaned, stretching as he sat up in his bed, wings flaring out behind him. He hadn't experienced a respawn in... forever. At least, that's what it seemed like. He felt exhaustion tugging on his bones, encouraging him to lie back down and sleep off the phantom pain tingling from the warden. He probably could, he mused, if he really wanted to. Technoblade would keep an eye out on him.

Oh gods. Techno.

Phil shot up, back aching in protest, and stumbled out of bed to the door. It seemed Techno had the same thought because the door swung open before Phil reached for the handle, revealing his friend.

Phil took in his disheveled appearance, the hunch to his back clearly indicating he was in pain, and the panicked look on his face.

"Phil-"

"Techno-"

They both paused. Phil took a deep breath, and before he spoke, Techno rushed forward to wrap him in a hug. Phil squeezed him back and could feel the slight tremble running through Techno. He heard him take in a shuddering breath before speaking.

"Don't scare me like that, old man." Phil huffed lightly, but ignored the jab for now.

"I'm sorry," he said instead. "How are you, though? I can't imagine it was pleasant doing whatever you were up to and suddenly dropping dead."

Techno grunted. "Nah, it was fine. Didn't even feel a thing."

"Techno," Phil said warningly and stepped back to look his friend in the eyes. He could still feel the slight tremble in Techno's figure and see the slight pinch to his face. Techno averted his gaze and sighed.

"No, I definitely felt it," he muttered sheepishly. "Warden?"

Phil nodded. "Warden. Forgot they have that sonic scream thing."

"You're not helping the old man allegations," Techno joked, bumping his shoulder into Phil's. Phil just nudged him back. "Should we help kill it?"

"Nah," Phil decided. "At least, I won't. You're more than welcome to, mate."

Techno hesitated for a second before shrugging. "They've got it. I don't particularly feel like going out right now."

Phil chuckled and wandered over to the rug by his bed, sitting down and patting the spot next to him. Techno sat beside him, and Phil draped a wing across his lap. Techno automatically started running his hands through the feathers, straightening disoriented ones and pulling out others. Phil relaxed and let out a soft croon, the tension bleeding out of his body.

"Bruh, the warden's scream really messed up your feathers," Techno mused. Phil hummed in response, leaning against his friend's side. The ache from respawning had almost completely subsided, and the comfort from Techno combing through his feathers left him tired. He could nap for a bit; Techno was right here. Yeah, he thought, giving into the soft pressure of sleep, that sounded good.

HEY hi

so: your pinned post mentions the life series and also emerald duo (of course)

concept for you: double life emerald duo soulmates (I'm thinking about it as a concept so now I'm sharing)

oh ho ho i love this idea! Sorry for taking a bit to respond, I had so many ideas I wanted to expand on with this. Been rotating it in my head all day

On one hand, I can see them very easily splitting up because they know and completely trust the other, and even if one loses a bit of health, then they'll still be okay. Quite frankly (at least following my headcanons lol), there wouldn't be too much out of the ordinary from their normal behavior.

But there is that heightened sense of awareness, fear. The fact that this isn't the normal day to day, but instead a survival and pvp style game. Now with the mechanism of losing hearts when the other gets hurt, I have the feeling that if one was to suffer a massive blow, the other would immediately be very clingy for a bit- not out of fear of death, but just the intrinsic knowledge of how bad that injury was and the fear of your partner being hurt.

("Nah mate, I'm fine! I'll just have a gapple and walk it off." "Phil, I literally felt that one and I don't even have wings, that it not fine!"

"Techno, my side really fucking hurts right now, don't you dare try to hide that stab wound from me")

On the other hand, I can see them getting progressively clinger as time goes on, especially after the first death that takes them to yellow, considering usually Phil is immortal and Technoblade never dies. I think the shock and reminder of death would leave them very defensive afterwards, and more hesitant towards going after others. Eventually though, they'll start going out together, as opposed to separately when they were on green, and maybe once they're more comfortable again they'll split up occasionally.

Now, red life, on the other hand, they're inseparable, mainly because of the idea that "if I die, he dies, too, so let's watch each other's backs. Two is better than one." It causes a long talk between them because by sticking together, they're consolidating their weakness into one spot, but by staying separate, they halve their strength. In the end, combining their talents wins out over both of them being in the same place.

I'm curious about what would happen tho if they were the last two. I feel like either they'd just chill with being the last 2 or, angsty route... I feel like Techno would pull some self-sacrificial thing. Like, I know they'd refuse to fight each other to the death, but there's gotta be a winner, and even tho Phil's like, "Death is literally my wife, we can work this out" Techno just wouldn't allow it.

But ya!! Feel free to add on any ideas you have, I'd love to discuss this more!!