#technoblade's execution

[tharett]

SURPRISE, DSMP EMERALD DUO‼️‼️

Honestly I sped ran this little comic because the song was a good inspiration and I kept listening to it on repeat cUS IT'S JUST THAT GOOD 🗣‼️ it's also a shame that I can't plug the song to a post(like on Insta), but Impacto by Enjambre ("no me mires con esos ojos (don't look at me with those eyes)") is the song lyrics I used for the comic 😸

I had so much fun doing this hehehe (hope you guys also like this as much as I do :D)

Context of the comic kinda: it's that time where Techno is captured and is getting executed (and Phil is under house arrest), I forgot the event name lmao x,dx,d

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[Esp]

SORPRESA, EMERALD DUO DE DSMP‼️‼️

La neta me apresure al hacer este pequeño cómic porque la canción fue una buena inspiración y seguí escuchándola una y otra vez poRQUE ES ASÍ DE BUENISIMO 🗣‼️ también es una pena que no puedo añadir la canción en este blog (como en el insta), pero Impacto de Enjambre ( "no me mires con esos ojos") es la letra de la canción que usé para el cómic 😸

Me divertí mucho haciendo esto jejeje (espero que les guste este mini comic tanto como a mí :D)

Contexto del cómic (más o menos): es esa vez que capturaron a Techno para ejecutarlo (y Phil está bajo arresto domiciliario), me olvide el nombre del evento JAJAJA x,dx,d

[darth-emerald]

Technoblade.

That's it that's the post.

[if-loki-was-a-fox]

I love when a character sees something deeply vulnerable about themself reflected in another character and established that connection, ties their experiences together. Like saying "I swear on my own experience, to be in solidarity to yours"

Seeing that vulnerability and saying "we will be vulnerable together", "I won't attack or reject this part of you, because we are the same, and to do so would be to attack or reject that part of myself", "I put your experience right next to mine, I see what has happened to you and I say it is the same as what happened to me"

[its-coffeetime]

hi! i saw that your requests are open! have you considered drawing piglin hybrid c!techno?

Piglin hybrid Techno post execution!

(and yes, I have my request open ^^)

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Techno but the totem didn't put him back quite right. Something went wrong and he wasn't healed as well as he should have and now he carries the last remnants of traumatic brain injury with him from getting it split open by a fucking anvil. He keeps losing time, passing out, feeling distant and removed from himself, sometimes wakes up on the floor at random times of the day. All this to say: service bear steve who alerts techno when he's about to have a seizure and curl up around/under his head so he doesn't get additional brain trauma from hitting it on the floor (I will live vicariously through my blorbo again - I've wanted an epilepsy service dog for years)

ALWAYS A BANGER, ANON THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME

[goshdangitpaul]

guys what if dsmp ghosts’ memories are based off of the last feeling they had. Wilbur was happy when he died. Tommy was terrified. Ranboo was… honestly I don’t know what’s up with Ghostboo but Ranboo was resigned (mostly)

[knbwn]

it's so funny that i'm constantly defined by outside fandom (twst, technoblade/dsmp) rather than the one fandom that i haven't left since 2019 or something (hnk.)

[itsnotmystic]

watched an old stream of quackity's and its the one where he's trying to get over his fear of Techno from mcm, and one way he does this is by briefly asking him out on a date to pogtopia and all I can think is- wouldn't it have been so funny if in later lore while Quackity is trying to get Techno to take him seriously if Techno were just be like, "my guy, you asked me out on a date because you were scared of me. I really don't see you as threatening."

Like, I know that stream was more just goofing off and not lore, but it's just a silly concept that's tickling my brain rn.

[somerandomdutchfangirl]

Being a cosplayer more like [has a sudden spark of motivation to work on cosplay but it's a schoolday] [has like .5% motivation to work on cosplays in the weekends] [has cosplays that really need to be worked on though] [motivation wants to work on OTHER cosplays that don't necessarily have a deadline] [gets stuck in the twilight zone]

[if-loki-was-a-fox]

c!Phil or c!Ranboo 'bout to walk in on these two and be so concerned (dw they're just playing)

[metfell]

Dream smp but it takes place in webfishing. Lmanberg is just Wilbur’s private island in dream’s lobby and everyone goes there instead of staying in the main island. Technoblade executes tubbo by punching him into the water. Exile is where Dream sends Tommy to a small private island.

[calciferiguess]

technoblade’s execution as an album cover⛓️‍💥💥

[llitchilitchi]

Technoblade's Execution

[ko-fi]

[uunoia]

Aphrodisiacs

Part of my Technoblade x Reader WIP Word: ~1600

Phil handed the both of you hot, steaming cups of tea. “I hope you both like it, I brewed this especially for the both of you.” You quirked a brow at the old man as he folded his arms in his robe, finding his choice of words odd. Mentally shrugging it off, you blew on your cup before giving it a careful sip. It was deliciously sweet with a hint of a floral sense to It and In all honesty you had to give Phil credit where credit is due. 

“Oh wow. This tea is amazing, Phil.”

Techno took a sip as well, the dainty china looking smaller In his larger sized hand. An amusing sight from your perspective.

“Yeah, It's alright I suppose.” Techno relaxed into the chair, his ankle resting on his knee as he leaned back in his seat, Techno and you both took another sip.

“What did you put in it?” You innocently asked, taking another sip.

Phil smiled, “It's a special brew. I added some of those sweet berries and rose flower petals-”

Technos eyes widened, he stopped drinking all together and he went for a full on spit take. Spraying you completely in the warm brew. Your face, hair, and your shirt doused completely with tea.

Techno coughed violently, his eyes wide with horror as he stared at the small china cup. “Phil.” His voice was dangerously calm, but the look in his eyes screamed nothing but the utmost betrayal. As If his dear old friend had dramatically driven a knife in his back in a moment of weakness. “You've doomed me, Phil. You did not just serve us-”

“Oh, lighten up mate,” Phil waved him off casually, “You both have been way too tense lately. So, I just added a little something extra. Thought you two could use it.”

You settled your cup down and dried your eyes with the bottom of your shirt, one look at Techno and you could see his cheeks were dusted pink. He bolted upright, his chair scraping against the floor as he approached the window. He opened the window and dumped the rest of the brew from his cup like it had personally offended him, making Phil sifle a chuckle at the sight.

You, still dripping of tea, adjusted your wet shirt as it clung uncomfortably to your skin, dawning realization of what Phil had just admitted.

“…Did you just—” You blinked at him. “Did you just drug us?!”

“What? Nah. It’s just herbs.” Philza rolled his eyes as he waved off, completely unbothered. “Back in the day, we used to drink it all the time. It’s good for blood flow, stamina, y’know?”

Techno choked again, fists clenching at his sides. “PHIL! THAT MAKES IT WORSE!”

“Not that kind of stamina—”

“That’s literally what it’s used for!”

Phil shrugged. “Can also be used for energy, focus, a bit of warmth—”

Techno shook his head furiously, his entire face heating up. You had never ever seen Techno this flustered, or affected by something In all the time you had known him.

He’s been through war, escaped an execution attempt and took actual betrayal better than Phil’s aphrodisiac brew.

“No. No…We’re out. We’re gone. We leave.” He picked you up off the chair by your elbow, your chair scraping against the spruce floor, making you stand.

“Hey!-” You gasped at the suddenness. He turned on his heel, already storming toward the door, your arm in his hand.

“Phil- You’ve doomed me. You've doomed me, Phil-” Phil could all but chuckle at the sight before him like the agent of chaos he painted himself to be.

“Techno, where are we going?!” You stumbled slightly before matching his pace to the door.

“You and I are drinking milk.” He dragged you out of the house, leading you into the basement. It was with such urgency It was as though you needed to be exorcised of the tea's effects.

Phil called out, “And help her get cleaned up!” Techno only grumbled in response as you both left the front door and went to the basement.

Phil chuckled, sipping on his regular tea. “...So dramatic. The both of you.”

The basement was cool and quiet, a stark contrast to the absolute chaos that had just unfolded in the cabin above. You were still drenched in tea, your drenched shirt making you shiver in the cold. Droplets dripped from your hair, trailing down your face and neck.

Techno was already rummaging through one of the storage chests, muttering something under his breath about “old man meddling where he shouldn’t.” His cheeks were still pink, the tips of his ears twitching slightly, and you knew—you knew—he was dying inside.

Techno grabbed a bottle of milk from the chest, drinking some of the cool and sweet cure-all before turning and handing the rest to you. 

He turned back around and rummaged through the chests. You stood awkwardly near the ladder before you drank the rest of the milk bottle. 

It didn't exactly feel like you were under the influence of any status effects. You felt normal, other than the slight chills you got from getting soaked your body felt entirely the same before and after the tea. It felt completely the same after the milk too, which, you didn't know if that was a good or bad thing.

"So... Do you have a towel, or am I supposed to just stand here and marinate?"

Techno turned around, holding a white shirt (probably his, judging by the size), and tossed it at you without a word. The fabric smacked you in the face.

You peeled it off with a deadpan expression. "Thanks. That really helped."

He huffed, crossing his arms. "You're welcome."

You shook your head, sighing. “I can’t believe Phil…”

“I can.” Techno muttered, grabbing a clean rag from another chest and handing it to you. “Man’s been alive for centuries, he was bound to get bored eventually.”

You took the rag from his hand and started dabbing at your face, before Techno took the rag back, gently dabbing and drying your face himself. Thinking you probably wouldn't do as good a job without some help. You muttered a small thank you to which he gruffly hummed in response. He was actually surprisingly careful, his hand held your cheek while the other held the towel, gliding it over your face and neck. 

You mentally shook your head, remembering the tea. You grimaced as the brew stuck to your skin. "God, this stuff is so sticky. It’s like he brewed honey in it."

Techno let go of your face, hanging the rag on one of the ladder steps. "You should probably change before it stains."

You paused, looking down at your soaked shirt. “Yeah, I was hoping you’d leave so I could do that.”

He didn’t move.

“…Techno.”

He blinked. “What?”

You gestured vaguely. "Privacy?"

He stared at you for a long moment, then let out an exaggerated sigh, “Alright…” distancing himself from you and leaning against the stone wall, "I'll turn around."

"You could also leave, y'know."

"Nope," He said flatly, spinning on his heel so his back was to you. "Not taking my chances. Knowing Phil, that tea might have some kind of delayed effect or some weird potion nonsense. You pass out or start hallucinating, not my problem.” He rambled, feeling anxious and fidgety about the situation overall.

You groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose. "So dramatic…”

He scoffed. “Says the one who almost swan dove into a lava lake if it weren't for me.”

“Okay, first of all—”

“Change.”

You rolled your eyes, but ultimately gave up. You turned your back to him and pulled the damp shirt over your head, shivering slightly as the cool air hit your skin. The only thing covering your top half being your bra. You felt around blindly for the dry shirt he had thrown at you earlier.

Of course, because today sucked, you dropped it.

A beat of silence.

“…You good?”

You clenched your jaw. “No.”

You reached down to grab the shirt, forgetting that you were currently half-dressed. You barely had time to react before Techno glanced over his shoulder.

And then immediately regretted his life choices.

“Oh God—” He whipped his head around so fast you thought he’d snap his own neck. He practically slammed his hand over his mouth, his face burning a violent red. He really didn't mean to, he wasn't stupid. He assumed you were done putting on the shirt, how long does it really take to change a shirt?

You snatched the dry shirt off the floor and yanked it on as fast as humanly possible. “WHY DID YOU LOOK?!”

“I DIDN’T MEAN TO!”

“WHY DID YOU LOOK?!”

“I PANICKED!”

A painfully awkward silence settled between the both of you.

Techno cleared his throat, still refusing to turn around. His face was completely red, he wanted to say anything, quip even! The embarrassment was choking him as much, maybe even more than you. “…You done?”

“…Yeah.”

He exhaled sharply, finally relaxing his shoulders. “Cool. Great. Fantastic.” He turned back around, face still a little too pink. 

You rubbed your temples. “Let’s never talk about this.”

“Agreed.”

Another beat.

Tommy’s voice could be heard from upstairs, followed by the front door opening and slamming shut. Followed by a muffled, “PHIL!!” Followed by the sound of something breaking.

You and Techno both groaned in unison.

“Alright- That's enough mortifying embarrassment for one day” Techno then turned towards the double spruce door leading outside, opening one of the doors, the chill of the snowy outside nipping at your skin.

“Where are you going?”

“The tactical retreat—” He closed the spruce door behind him.

[zorishy]

Ode To L’Manberg: My Unfinished Symphony

I’m back with the second work in my series presenting story of L’Manberg as written in my main DSMP au (Symphony of Gods and Dreamers). The lore dumps I have posted about this au can be found under the Zorishy’s Bursona Lore tag.

This poster covers the events of the Manberg vs. Pogtopia arc.

AU specific details in this poster:

Fundy has been aged down

Sally burned the flag and delivered Fundy’s “You had a dream and I followed it” line

Tubbo escaped the Manberg festival without being executed

Technoblade had no involvement in L’Manberg during this arc, only Pogtopia

Dream also had no involvement in this arc

Dream already had the revival book before the events of the server

Wilbur was badly injured in the explosion of L’Manberg and Phil killed him out of mercy

The button in the final control room was armed with TNT

The button Wilbur pressed to blow up L’Manberg was the one in the final control room

[lennjamin-o7]

Gosh, I'm sure I'll get some discourse on this, but I'll just delete it if I do-

I feel like people forget that L'manburg tried to kill Technoblade.

Like, when they talk about the Tommy/Technoblade betrayal, some people act like Technoblade should have just walked away and shrugged off that Tommy joined the people who tried to murder him. And who still WANT to murder him. Like, remember, after the failed Execution, Quackity talked about how they needed to put killing Technoblade on the back burner because Dream was a bigger threat, but they still VERY MUCH WANTED TO KILL TECHNOBLADE.

Did Tommy know all this? No, he couldn't have known it. He wasn't there. And I think Tommy choosing to go back and make amends with Tubbo was the correct thing to do for himself. I don't think it was the best choice to abandon Technoblade in a crater surrounded by enemies that want him dead, but I do think that Tommy NEEDED to reconcile with Tubbo. That was always a step he needed to take. That's his Tubbo.

But, like, why does it seem like some people just wanted Technoblade to shrug and give Tommy a pat on the back and let him keep the axe? What kind of rational person hears "Actually, now that they'll have me back, I'm going to rejoin the group of people that dropped an anvil on your head! Their companionship is more important to me than your safety" and reacts positively?

Did Tommy say that, word for word? No. Again, he didn't know about all of the hurt L'manburg caused Techno. But that's the message his actions send. Tommy chose Technoblade's would be murderers. Tommy chose the people that would definitely try again to murder Technoblade.

Why would Techno take that positively? Why wouldn't he be angry? Why wouldn't he feel like Tommy doesn't see him as a person, only a means to an end? Whether you think his reaction of blowing L'Manburg up was correct or not, how could you expect Technoblade to be anything less than hurt and angry at that?

It confuses me.