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Avian SBI (dnb)
The feeling of flying never grows old, the wind beneath his wings, the absolute freedom he felt. Completely liberated and just so happy whenever he was in the sky.
It had been awhile since Technoblade was able to fly properly. The underground base of Pogtopia had barely enough room for him to stretch his wings and he was far too busy funding a revolution to go on a leisurely fly around.
He wondered how his brothers could handle being so enclosed all the time, it felt like the stone walls of Pogtopia were crushing him the longer he stayed there. It would most definitely be rude to ask however, seeing as how Tommys wings hadn't even come in yet and Wilburs wings were…
… Wilburs wings were gone.
It was so distressing to see his twin brother grounded when he'd always been so happy in the air. What was once great brown and gold wings reduced to only stumps on his back. Techno couldn't help the sad chirps that escaped him when he first saw his twin after many years apart. He'd tried to wrap him up in his arms and wings but the minute Wilbur saw the red red of Techno's feathers he'd hissed and pushed him away.
It was just another reason Techno didn't fly around as much anymore. Flying was banned on Dreams server and while Techno wasn't one to follow the rules much, he mostly stayed grounded out of respect for his brother.
Techno tried to help Wilbur, he really did. He loved his twin more than anything, but their time apart had changed them and there was nothing Techno could do to stop the enriching insanity that gripped his brother's psyche.
- So this wip is two years old and I forgor what I was doing with it beyond thinking about Dream preening Techno I think. So. Whoops
old Superhero au (dnb)
Super hero au, sleepy boos move to a new town under the guise of normal people and are tasked with taking down the villains running rampant. Things slowly get more complicated as Technoblade finds himself catching feelings for a boy in his class named Dream, meanwhile a certain villian and his new arch-nemisis Nightmare keeps flirting with him.
Ph1lza - superhero, wings
Wilbur - superhero, siren
Tommy - superhero, pyrokenisis
Technoblade - morally grey superhero, blood manipulation
Dream - villian, super strength, speed, enhanced recovery
George - villian, lightning, electricity
Sapnap - pyrokenisis
-im not going to lie, I completely forgot I even came up with this and I'm low key mad I never did anything with it
Zombie au based off of a BMTH album
Dear Diary, - the start of the Zombie Apocolypse as told from Techno POV, gets bitten at the end
Parasite Eve - stumbles around trying to fight the infection from the bite, debates chopping his arm/leg off until SBI finds him and nurse him back to health
Teardrops - Dream Team fuck up on a mission and their "owner" decideds it's Dreams fault and punishes him, makes his teammates watch then abandons him in the wild. Hints at being drugged for compliance, being mercenaries. Sbi rescues him.
Obey - With the help of sbi dream overcomes his forced addiction to drugs, bonds with sbi. Dream has a nightmare and Techno comforts him. Talk about Dream feeling bad about using them "just don't wake up and smell the corruption" the corruption being him but quickly switching to hating them/wanting to kill them "you call yourselves peaceful, you monsters are people"
Itch For The Cure - short interlude ig, talks about the main city that's been set up. Scientists have been working on a cure of sorts but has not been publicly released. Hints at Dream working for the people that don't want to publicise the cure
Kingslayer - Dream gets kidnapped, the corporation that owned him realising they need him back to keep George and Sap under control. Leaving a taunting note that sbi finds and they instantly set out to get him back. Killing loads of people and being badass. Techno referring to Dream as Angel and Techno killing the leader of the corporation, earning the name Kingslayer.
1x1 - dream and Techno get back, Dream feeling really bad about everything that happened and after Techno learned he was a mercenary for the corporation he started avoiding him but they have an encounter followed by angst smut
Ludens - anyone who survived and worked in nuclear plants just decided to stop, the actual end of the world is coming. Detail how nature is dying and the animals are running away
One Day The Only Butterflies Left will Be In Your Chest As You March Towards Your Death - sbi + Dream Team try and make the most of their last moments alive. At the end detail two skeletons surrounded by rubble and ash, greenery slowly overtaking them and pulling them underground, together forever
- I thought this was fire at the time but I actually hate it now
Old Tangled au
Technoblade didn't really fit the damsel in distress cliche, if anyone looked at him they would think more of a knight in shining armour, maybe if they got to know him they'd think he was more of a villain based on his beliefs. It didn't matter though, because through whatever bullshit logic he got his ass cursed (technically blessed but that's a whole other can of worms.) and trapped inside a tower.
He only knows he's been cursed because his "keeper" captor finally slipped up, after eighteen long years. He left for a little too long and through some, again, complete bullshit, luck Dream had managed to stumble upon his tower.
Granted, when Techno first caught sight of him he had been wary. Eighteen years worth of brainwashing taught Techno anyone other than Schlatt or Tubbo wasn't supposed to be trusted. (Even then Schlatt barely let Techno trust Tubbo, which was insane because that was his kid.)
So when Techno found the green hoodie-wearing, masked man sneaking around his house he had a sword at his throat in an instant.
Smiley - as Techno decided to call him because of the dumb smiley face on his mask - whirled around to face hum, though stopped when he felt the point of a blade at his neck.
"Who the fuck are you?" Techno asked, voice low and intimidating in a way Schlatt had described as "fucking terrifying" before.
Smiley tilted their head to the side and Techno found himself hating the mask covering their face, it made it impossible to gauge the way they were feeling.
"What are you doing here?" They ask.
"I freaking live here dumbass." Techno retorts, pushing the blade a little harsher into the person's throat before reiterating his question. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"Alright, sorry man I was just passing through and needed a place to hide." Smiley shrugs slightly.
Techno narrows his eyes. "Hide from what?"
"The king's guard."
That means nothing to Techno, he's never stepped foot outside this tower, he has however read books and knows that the guards keep the peace so he can work it out from there.
"So you're a criminal?" Techno asks.
"Yeah, I guess," the stranger is so nonchalant about their criminal status that Techno drops his blade.
"You should get out of here." Techno huffs.
There is an uncomfortable silence that stretches between them as Smiley makes no move to head for the only entrance and exit in the tower. Techno shuffles uncomfortably, twirling a strand of his long pink hair between his fingers absentmindedly.
"Do you even know how to use that?" They ask suddenly, gesturing to the sword in his hand.
He doesn't, but Techno isn't about to tell the stranger that but he also knows he's a shit liar.
"Maybe." He settles for saying, hoping it's convincing enough that the stranger will at least be a little wary of him.
Smiley lets out a weird cross between a scoff and a chuckle - Techno can't decide which one was worse - before they reach up and move the mask from their face.
The first thing Techno notices is that they're a man. The second thing is that he's kinda attractive.
As much as Techno is a simp though, he has other things on his mind.
The man's eyes sweep over the main room of the tower, before settling on Techno - or rather, Techno's hair, as impossibly long and cotton candy pink as it is. It certainly draws the eye.
"Do you seriously live here?" Smiley asks incredulously. "How the fuck do you even get in and out?"
"I don't leave." Is all Techno says.
"Well how do other people leave?"
"I'll gladly show you if it gets you out of here," Techno relents, sighing heavily before moving to the window, grabbing his hair and bundling it up in his arms.
"You've gotta be joking!" Smiley laughs, an annoying wheeze as he looks between Techno and the mess of hair in his arms. "Doesn't that hurt?" He asks.
Techno says nothing and just stares at him expectantly. The truth is it does hurt, alot really, but he needs this man to leave now. Who knows when Schlatt is gonna be back and he doesn't want to have to explain to him why there was a stranger poking about his tower.
Dream avoids Techno's eyes and starts walking away from the window, scanning over the room again with a raised eyebrow. "Do you seriously not leave here?"
"I don't but I would really appreciate it if you would." Techno snaps but Smiley doesn't seem that bothered by him anymore, instead eyeing up the extensive book collection Techno had accumulated over the years. Stacks piled up the walls and every counter imaginable
If dnb had a badass daughter
Gazing upon the ruins of Las Nevadas, Techno watches the red tendrils creeping up and over every single building, crushing stone and marble in their grasp as the influence of the Egg slowly brings the city that never sleeps to a quiet rest.
For once, Techno is glad that Quackity has already fallen victim to the Eggs saccharine sweet whispers, if just so he doesn't have to listen to the duck bitch and moan about the ruin of his precious project.
Still, watching as yet another city is brought to ruin by that off coloured breakfast food, Techno mourns the loss of not only Quackity but everyone who has lost their mind and will power to the Egg.
And it really is everyone.
Standing beside him is only Foolish, Slime, Fundy and Purpled, also watching the destruction of their city in quiet mourning. The last standing of their rebellion slowly fracturing at the seams.
Techno is just glad that aside from Purpled, the younger members of the server have been sent to the only safe place left on the server.
In the last quiet moments he has before the remaining members of the pro omelette movement depart on what is very much a suicide mission, but their only hope to ever fix this mess, Techno mourns the most for his missing husband and his daughter waiting at home for him to never return.
His little Cetea had been his only hope since Dream had vanished, he just wished he didn't have to put this stress on a seventeen year old girl who had been so sheltered up until this point.
But he'd much rather she be safe and far away in the confines of their snowy cabin than close by his side as he enters the belly of the beast.
Drawing Orphan Obliterator from his side, Techno motions without words to his companions that it is time to start moving. Over time the Egg had moved itself from deep underground near the community enchanting table all the way to the heart of greed in Las Nevadas.
Equipped with the best gear and equipment, they plan to attack the Egg head on. Techno doesn't expect to make it back, no one does, that's why they've sent the kids away under the guise of getting a superweapon Technos left in his cabin.
There is no weapon though, there is only his daughter who will lead them to the only remaining safe space in the server.
The place they both lost Dream.
The Stronghold.
Techno pretends his hands don't shake as he leads his companions into Las Nevadas like lambs to the slaughter, he just holds his head high and convinces himself that he will end this here and now.
He doesn't know what he will be made to do if he fails.
When heavy knocks are placed on the door to her house, Cetea already knows that her dad isn't coming back. Just like Dream, Techno has left her.
The gaggle of teenagers and kids outside her door aren't exactly unexpected, but she's certainly not happy about meeting part of her family like this.They are all stood awkwardly outside, shivering and arguing loudly and when Cetea opens the door, they all startle at the sight of her.
Its nothing
- so this is an old au pastels server came up with that actually stemmed from smut fics WinterEmchantress wrote. But basically, Dream and Techno have a daughter who is part Ender dragon, and as they raise her the Egg is spreading, so by the time she's seventeen shit has gotten wayyy out of hand. Dream disappears (I don't remember how) and Tech I bands together the rest of the non corrupted to make a last stand. It fails, and all the other kids of the SMP are sent to find Cetea. There were alot of hyjinks of Cetea being badass but niece I think? Plus Tommy not realising he's her uncle
This was honestly such a good au, I wish I remembers more about it :(
Fan Behaviour chapter 2
Teacupi
IM SORRY WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME CYBERKNIFE IS WILBURS ACTUAL BROTHER???
peach_peace_tea || head omega
IT'S THE PLOT TWIST OF THE CENTURY
InkSeeker
My trust issues acting up now
Who else hiding the fact they're related to a CC?
Winter_Enchantress
@Cring3writer finally going to confess you're Tommyinnts long lost twin?
Cring3writer
SHUT
IM NOT I SWEAR
Kaalia
Don't you guys have the exact same star chart?
Cyberknife
Hallo
Cring3writer
PHOTOSHOP
CYBER
CYBER
CYBER
CYBER
I NEED YOU TO TELL TOMMYINNIT IM GONNA FIGHT HIM
I MUST ASSERT MY DOMINANCE
Typical_kiwi
Cring3 does not in fact kin Tommy
Tommy kins her
My daughter would never do something as cringe as kinning
Cyberknife
I will tell him
I guess
Cring3writer
THANKS BIG MAN
Sachimur
What is happening
Icecream_Dino
This is the worst timeline
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"So, Techno. Cyber--"
"Please just call me Techno," the pinkette whines. His phone held in one hand, discord open, displaying his hour-long ongoing call with Dream.
- I wish I managed to finish this earlier, I think I was gonna have dream and techno meet irl in this chapter
Techno/Niki but lesbians
There's a villain in her living room.
The last thing Technoblade ever expects to find first thing on a Monday morning. And yet here they are, Techno in sweats and an oversized shirt, holding a bowl of porridge as she stands motionlessly and wide eyed in the doorway. The villain has seemingly made herself rather comfortable on Technos sofa, sitting with an otherworldly grace as she stares Techno down.
It's not just any supervillain either. It's Nemesis herself.
The villain who was once a hero. The villain who took down the whole hero's organisation when she turned. The villain who owned L'Manburg now. No other supervillains, upcoming or experienced, would even dare challenge her.
Not when no one has seen any of the hero's since their tower fell to ruin. Most think they died, others think Nemesis is holding them captive. Techno isn't sure what to believe.
Not when living under Nemesis' rule has been better for everyone's livelihood. Her reputation has been demonised by the outside media to the point of no return. They call her a bloodthirsty monster, they call her evil itself, they make her out to be the worst person in existence.
The truth is, Nemesis is kind. She always has been. She may be a murderer and a dictator, but she is not bloodthirsty or as evil as she is painted to be. Between the four day work week and the free healthcare for all, the whole city has basically forgiven her already.
So there's a supervillain in Technos living room, one with a history of violence but a seemingly kind heart, and Techno is frozen on her feet.
"Hello," Nemesis greets in a sweet voice, though slightly robotic through her voice changer.
At the sound of it, Techno manages to break free from her stupor, stepping back slightly and offering only a prolonged "uhh," in return.
Nemesis giggles and tilts her head to the side. "Are you alright?" She asks.
"Oh yeah. I'm doing great. Fantastic actually. Uh. What are you doing here?" Techno stutters out and then winces to herself.
"Well, you know," Nemesis starts, and if Techno didn't know any better she'd almost think she sounded nervous. "I was hoping to talk to you."
A subtle sort of dread settles in Technos gut as she desperately wracks her brain for anything she could have said or done to offend Nemesis, but absolutely nothing comes to mind.
"Uhhh," Techno mutters. "That is not ominous at all. Am I about to be murdered?"
"Oh! No, no, no! Never!" Nemesis starts, sounding panicked as she moves to stand up. "I just– well. This is hard to explain, hold on."
Techno shrugs, feeling a little better now that's she's at least sixty percent sure she isn't about to be murdered where she stands, and she hesitantly moves to sit on the loveseat in the corner of the living room, far away from Nemesis.
The supervillain sits back down, squeezing her fingers in her hands nervously. "Fuck, I literally scripted this in my head before I came here," she says to herself and laughs softly. "Um. This might be easier if I just–"
Techno watches, wide eyed, confused and a little scared as Nemesis reaches up and pulls her mask off.
The confusion only grows when Techno realises she knows the person under the mask.
"Niki?" Techno gasps. "What?"
"It's nice to see you again Technoblade," Niki says with a soft smile.
"Wait. So when you said you were moving away?" Techno asks, trailing off slightly.
"I had to cut all my ties before joining the Heros.
- this is a much newer au!! I don't wanna give too much away because I'm thinking of rewriting it as a Minx/Niki fic instead but I will give you this: copious amounts of predator/prey
Stardust au (dnb)
Niki had always wanted to explore beyond the wall. Even for one night she hoped to see even a sliver of the wonderful world out there.
Charming the guard at the wall was alarmingly easy. All it took was a few fresh pastries from her bakery and a disarmingly sweet smile and before the kind old man could blink, Niki had jumped through the gap of old stone and was running through the grass field on the other side of the wall.
Laughing brightly as she ran, her skirts billowing around her, she could almost feel the difference in the air. A slight humming she could feel in her bones, more than just the vibrations up her legs as she continues running, disappearing into the treeline of the thick forest.
If Niki didn't know any better, she would say it felt like magic.
Nowhere near as magical as Puffy was though. It surprised Niki that not even a ten minute walk away from the wall and nestled in a valley below a cliff, was a bright and bustling trade centre. It was there Niki met the love of her life, trapped to a travelling caravan by an unbreakable chain.
(Niki had tried and the frail looking chain had just fixed itself, the part she cut off was nestled in her pocket, a memento, she told herself.
If only she knew.)
It was nine months later, nine months of trying to sneak past the guard at the wall to see Puffy once again and failing each time. Nine months later the guard came to her door carrying a basket, the shrill cries of the baby cradled within leaving her wide eyed.
It was nine months later Niki met her son, Dream and her life changed forever.
-i do not remember who the characters were here but this fic would have slapped SO hard
Catboy Tattoo artist
Dream has always wanted a tattoo, he's always loved how pretty they look and the different designs and styles. The urge to get a tattoo only grew when Sapnap moved in with him.
The other dog boy was covered in Tattoos, from small ones easily hidden to the sleeve that covered his left arm. Dream could spend hours looking at the art, completely entranced.
So after Sapnap putting up with Dreams whining for so long, it really came as no surprise that once the blonds birthday rolled around, Sapnap was eagerly dragging him out the house, his tail wagging excitedly.
Dreams tail was wagging nearly as fast, especially when he saw where exactly Sapnap was leading him.
Syndicate Art didn't exactly look welcoming from the outside, the entire front was painted black, with a whole skull motif that made someone like Dream, who played football and dressed like every other early twenties white guy with no sense of style did. He didn't exactly fit in.
Sapnap swore up and down that this place was brilliant though. He'd had artwork done by each of the artists there and they were all equally talented at their craft.
So Dream let Sapnap lead him into the shop and drag him up to the receptionist. He must have only just turned 18 if Dream had to guess.
The reception desk itself was a mess of fidget toys and papers and the blond haired kid with raccoon ears sitting behind the desk -- who actually had a mullet he pulled off somehow -- looked up at them with a big smile as they approached.
"Hey Sap! Back for more I see!"
Sapnap laughed "Nah, Tommy, not me today I'm afraid. This is my bestie Dream! It's his birthday and he's been meaning to get a tattoo for ages so I thought I'd treat him,"
"Very nice of you sappy," Tommy nodded, "who doesn't want to be repetitively stabbed with a needle for their birthday!"
"Well when you put it like that," a new voice pipes up and from the doorway leading to the actual tattoo parlour, stands a shorter older blond haired man with black feathers framing the side of his face. "It hardly sounds appealing. I would almost think you're trying to scare away customers!"
"I would never dream of it dadza, that's Wilbur's job, it's why you have him on piercings today," Tommy says with a smile. "So! What's your name?"
Not expecting Tommy to turn and a dress him so suddenly, it takes Dream a moment to realise he's talking to him.
"Oh! Uh, Dream Taken,"