#techza writing

[soundsoftechzakissing]

Phil and Techno are the kings of casual intimacy

they are always touching, always catching stray glances from the other. rarely will you find techno and Phil together and have them not holding hands or techno resting his chin on Phils head or Phil fidgeting with the hem of technos cloak. (the cloak that, mind you, techno can and will murder someone over if they touch it)

you'll find Phil perched atop technos shoulders, with his arms crossed over technos head and resting his head there. they share clothes and tools and jewelry.

they're just soft and sweet only for each other because they're soulmates.

[viktorscane]

🐦‍⬛👑

‘in the bedroom after the war’

when technoblade left the dream smp. phil adjusted relatively quickly. after all, the two had spent plenty of time away from each other in the past and he knew it was only a matter of time before they would see each other again.

one thing he would never quite get used to though, was the quiet. while techno was never a super talkative person the creaking of the wooden floorboards, the mumbling to himself, the front door opening and closing often as the piglin hybrid went about his daily chores, the dogs barking, the scribbling of quill on parchment. all sounds that were inherently technoblade were suddenly gone.

the first few days were hard, a grief settling over phil’s heart as he tried to navigate the silence and understand why his closest companion left so suddenly. on the fourth day, though he awoke to the usual caw-ing of his crows outside. he rolls over, the sun streaming in through the window bathing the room in a beautiful pink and golden glow. it was peaceful and quiet as his new life typically was.

he stirs more and finally pushes himself up out of the large, empty bed. pushing himself down the stairs to the still smoldering fire. he throws a few logs on top, adding water into the kettle perched atop it. reminding himself to add only enough for himself, as he had been making enough to serve two the last few days.

he rubs his eyes sleepily, giving a crow a light scratch on the head as he passes it. it caws shrilly, staring pointedly at the seed bag in the corner of the kitchen. “i know, i know.” he mutters. “let me make my tea first, mate.”

he opens a cabinet to grab a mug from the shelf, he notices that most of the clean mugs were on the highest shelf. most of them being varying shades of red and pink, belonging to techno. phil sighs and pushes himself onto his tiptoes and reaching almost blindly to get one. the shelf buckles a bit under the weight and the closest mug tips and down it goes.

it hits the ground with a loud thud, phil swears and rubs his temple with annoyance.

dropza LOL dropza dropza OLD AGE LOL fallza E

he pauses, quiet voices echoing around his brain. he takes a step backwards looking around the room to find the source of the voices. only being met with more quiet chants of ‘PHIL!’

it took a moment for his tired mind to process that these voices existed in his mind, but were very much real. he wracks his brain for some sort of explanation, he hadn’t hit his head recently right? was the events of the last few weeks finally taking a toll on his psyche?

he listens to the chants for a second longer, the mumbling blended together mostly but some things stuck out to him. one phrase in particular was very very familiar.

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!

it was a phrase that techno mumbled to himself often and had mentioned that the voices in his head spoke that phrase like a mantra. from his understanding, when technoblade had ascended to godhood the voices were a side effect. they mostly rambled about whatever he was doing in the moment but they also helped him during combat to give him information about the other party. they were bloodthirsty and violent but techno always regarded them as a part of him.

phil bends down and picks up the mug, it remarkably hadn’t broken in the fall. he turns it over in his hands brushing the dust off of it. he runs his fingers over the crown that had been carved into the front of the clay. he remembered techno sitting down with his dagger on the steps of their home and working at the clay. it was clumsily made and the crown was crooked, lines shaky and uneven. but it was so inherently techno that it made phil smile fondly.

the voices rumbled on about what felt like nonesense in the background as phil sets it down on the counter, bracing himself against it.

he could only take this as a sign from his long time companion, friend and ally. sending his greatest assets to phil as if to tell him that he’s okay. his heart ached but he persevered, tipping the boiling water into the mug and adding the tea bag in. he pushes open the curtains, staring out the window towards the brilliant pink and gold that was slowly fading away from the sky as the daylight began to filter in.

“hello there, old friend.” he says softly.

[iinoyb]

The ideal Phistno (Techno/Kristin/Philza) dynamic to me is one where Kristin is a dom, Phil is a switch, and Techno is a sub. Truly the best of all the worlds. You can have either Kristin domming her two beautiful men OR Techno getting double teamed by the sexiest dom couple on the planet. Very hot lol

[ks1971]

sorry i know i just sent an ask. i need to send another. because you don't understand how well this au pushes every single button in my brain. fucked up vampires. religious imagery. i am now very sincerely this au's number one fan. if you have anything to spare iwould owe you my life

CREETCHURE. I love that for you so much because same. Lemme give you some first impressions for Techno and Phil! They're two men who at first glance grew up in a circumstances similar yet vastly different.

Seeing Techno for the first time was a bit of a shock to Phil, you could say he was awestruck at the sight of the guy. Head taller, dressed in leathers from the bottom to the top and roughed up from a few weeks of travel. He wore a silver cross on a short chain around his scarred neck.

The complete opposite of Phil, dressed in his soft pyjamas with his long, blonde hair and unmarred skin. The one thing they shared were the crosses, though his was made with gold and attached to a pearly rosary.

The lack of any emotion on his face didn't help with making him look the tiniest bit approachable either. The glasses looked funny on such a burly man, though, and as it turned out Techno Godner was polite and had a sense of humor despite his flat tone.

Oh but did he look good despite the initial awkwardness.

-

The young master was almost what he expected and different at the same time.

He definitely looked like one, all... Wily, and just really frail in general. Techno assumed he would be snotty like his kind tends to be, but the smile he was welcomed with wasn't fake at all. There was something about it... Angelic, perhaps- Aaand there he goes with waxing poetics.

He wore a beautiful rosary.

Techno had to appreciate the warm welcome, though. The master of the manor woke up in the middle of the night for his late arrival. He knows he would have probably pretended to sleep and let himself in only once the morning came.

Once he sees him tomorrow he will see Phil Grey's eyes in daylight and ponder, as he could swear he recognized them from somewhere.

-

(I plan on writing a screenplay for the story, and I don't want to spoil too much since there's a lot of things I want revealed during it. Sorry! T^T)

[hititposie]

i think they deserve to roll around in a field of tall grass, shoving picked flowers into each other's hair and staring up at the sun. pointing out clouds passing by that look faintly like swords and potion bottles.

i think they deserve to go on long walks through autumn forests, stepping on crunchy red and orange leaves while hopping over fallen logs as the world around them shifts with the cool wind.

i think they deserve to curl up by the stoked fire, wrapped up in wooly blankets and stuffy pjs as the snow storm outside rattles the glass windows, their winter boots sitting wet on the doormat to dry out.

i think they deserve to sneeze and laugh at eachothers pollen and dust allergies as their old house gets some proper spring cleaning in, phils hair tied back with a bandana and technos with a thick ribbon.

[c0c0beann]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57831976/chapters/147198586

my first ship fic in like! eight years! (and the first one doesn't even really count so like.) its techza cowboys bounty hunter x outlaw inspired by some art (https://www.tumblr.com/ks1971/757610554794901504/there-will-be-a-lot-of-extra-art-coming-in-the?source=share) from @ks1971 and beta-ed by @anxioussgecko and Artemis :))))

the brainrot was fun, yall! hope it keeps up with the rest of the purely hypothetical series this may or may not become a part of ^^

written for MCYTBLR AU Fest 2024 event! @mcytblraufest

(i never post on tumblr hopefully nothing breaks lmao) (update it is very broken apologies LMAO ks made a much prettier post that i reblogged you can click there to get the fic XD)

[peachy-rambles]

Some Techza valentines from me to you 🐷❤🐦

[nothing-to-see-around-here]

I got an Villian!Techno/Hero!Philza AU idea, i dunno if it is original but I haven't seen something similar yet.

Basically, Hero Phil who is a rightful person and a full-on patriot of his nation slowly realizes what a shitty place it is after villian Techno, who is a pigman mutant, talks to him about how he was a normal human but he was turned into this because of experiments done to him by the government instead of being born like that. Philza was also experimented on but they erased his memory, Technoblade killed them and escaped before they erased his.

This sounds so angsty but I just wanted an AU to make Techno a BSMF and change the roles a bit to make him the flirty one instead.

[techza]

It was another calm day in the arctic commune when Technoblade kicked down the door.

"Philza! Why are there easter eggs scattered around the arctic commune?" Technoblade asked calmly.

"It's easter, mate." Phil said. "What's wrong with that?"

"I didn't buy them." Technoblade said. "You are falling for capitalist propaganda buying those! Any anarchist worth their salt should know that!"

"What do you mean? I laid those."

[soundsoftechzakissing]

there is something so special about techza mutual pining because good Lord they're both immortal and practically infallible. but God forbid they talk about their feelings for more than a second because they "have all the time in the world". They can talk about the lingering touches and glances tomorrow. they can pretend the burning in their chests when they look at the other is just the usual attachment you get when you've been beside someone for practically your whole life. they've both become very accustomed to Not Talking About It because if the other felt the same way, surely they would've brought it up by now

[tothegatesofhell]

🌹

"But he’s always liked a bit of risk and it makes his heart beat a little faster when Techno’s hand goes to his waist, drawing them closer."

[ks1971]

Some things I'd like to make sure you guys know!

I like the block men kissing. Not the real people now or ever.

Incest/underage/mcyt rpf shippers DNI. I HEAVILY dislike you.

Continuing the previous point, this account is not a place for queerphobia/racism/sexism/etc.

I don't condone RPF. Do not interact with me if you support RPF Techza.

check out my strawpage for more compact info! https://starsof1971.straw.page/

That should be it. Have fun scrolling through me being totally not obsessed with them (^_-)-☆

techza art is #techza, anything other than that is #art [this is so that folks who don't want to see techza won't have to go through it when checking on other non-ship stuff. I do post/tag some things as emduo since it can be perceived as platonic and I view it that way sometimes too.]

[hititposie]

one thing id really like to do is talk about techza fics so pleasseee if anyone sees this and wants to send in a submission for a fic they wanna see some chatter and yap about HIT ME UP because i love reading ☝

[spyroforlife]

Wanted to try something different so I

"For you, nothing is too much."

Technoblade doesn't generally care for physical intimacy, but there's one person he'll make an exception for: his long-time best friend and trusted life partner, Philza. And when Philza comes to him to ask for his attention, Techno is happy to take him to bed. After all, he doesn't really need to feel attraction to still get pleasure out of making his friend feel good. Rating: Explicit Word Count: 6,027 One-Shot

yeah I wanted to try my hand at some Techza idk, it's a ship I don't generally think much about but I DO tend to see bottom Techno a lot in regards to it and I was like "...okay but IF that happened, I see him as a top" so I used my writing powers to make that happen

anyway I do also still see Techno as ace, he literally only does this for Philza because of the deep connection they share, he would not do this with anyone else. But what he and Philza have is special, and if his friend wants a lil attention, well. He can give him a good time 😏

[rust-painted-fingers]

i offer my heart (don't take too much)

\o/ I have finished a fic, for the first time in... 8 months? give or take. let's not mention how long ago since it was a techza fic XD .

But I digress! I've had a lot of fun writing this fic, and the au fest provided enough (good) stress to be able to follow it through the end.

More than anything, I think I've finally accomplished my goal of finding the dynamic that I initially fell in love with these two had. I'd say it's pretty different from my usual style, something that fits me far more, since I love the interaction of the outside world has on the characters we follow. Introspection is good and all until it isn't, at least for me </3 .

But again, this dynamic is definitely more of what I see as QPR, and I finally managed to get a general shape of what I believe is queer love. Maybe that's why it took me over a year to write anything techza related lol.

Anyways, thank you to my beta Nyx the Raven and @caintrips, my artist, for their contribution to make this piece something I'm proud of, and all the mods of @mcytblraufest who even started this whole event. Who knows, maybe I'll join another fest -w- .

Summary:

Living your life as an angel for Death isn't all that exciting, especially when your own past haunts you for the rest of eternity. - "Phil! You should wear a veil- that way you won't have to meet anyone's eye!" redredred there was blood everywhere- He laughed. "Wil, a veil is used to convey mourning, I can't really wear one without raising questions." Wilbur, his sun, his son... "This is one of those rules where you shouldn't use it for your plotting, Wil." weak, far too weak, trembling and shivering- A scoff. "I won't need one, I'll just stare into their eyes until they look away." He pulled his cheeks down to emphasize his point, resulting in a round of giggles. He was right, Phil did end up wearing a veil.