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“Run, Patches, run!” Dream screamed as he ran through the forest, his eevee called Patches running in front of him, glancing over her shoulder. “Don’t look back!” He yelled, eyes wide as he felt the ground under him rumble. It was then that he dared look back himself, seeing the ground move and trees fall over.

Him and Patches weren’t the only ones running. Every single pokemon that lived in the forest was fleeing, some were lucky enough to have the ability of flying, others jumped through the trees but some were rather slow. Leaving them behind broke Dream’s heart, but he wasn’t even sure if they’d make it out in time. There were also people running, but he didn’t really care for them.

All Dream wanted to do was try and find Ho-Oh, who would have thought some crazy people would cross his way over and over again? Only for ending up in the middle of an old forest, trying to summon some legendary pokemon. Maybe he should have given up on finding Ho-Oh like Techno had said, he wouldn’t end up in all this trouble then.

A loud screech tore Dream out of his thoughts and he looked over his shoulder once again, seeing Giratina floating in the air. Suddenly a shock wave stroked, forcing the earth to move and everything to fall. In his last attempt to protect Patches Dream jumped forward and grabbed her, pulling her to his chest and curling around her.

It was his own scream that he registered next, as he flew threw the air and hit a hard rock on the ground. There was chaos around him, trees everywhere on the ground and almost impossible to find the way out. When he looked up he saw how Giratina prepared for the next attack, looking down at the chaos, at the people who forced it here and tried to chain it into this reality.

Dream never faulted some pokemons for thinking of humans as evil creatures. He had saved some from abusive owners, freed wild ones from traps and more and had seen other legendaries caught in an act of trying to control and use them. So really, Giratina attacking them was understandable even though he wasn’t really involved. All he wanted was to safe his own pokemons, his friends.

Slowly he sat up, flinching together when pain rushed through his body. Patches looked up at him, trying to get his attention. Her eyes were filled with worry for him and not even stroking her at her favorite spot could distract her. “Patches,” he said before looking around again, he had hoped to use Spirit – his rapidash – to escape, but it would be impossible for them to run here. Too many obstacles in the way.

Eventually Dream tried to stand up, yelling in pain and falling back to the ground immediately again. Patches was squeaking in distress, looking around in the attempt to find someone who could help them. But there was no one, pokemons were fleeing and no human in sight. It was then that Dream made a decision, as their time was running out.

Pulling out a pokeball he let out Parrot, his Corviknight. It fly at first before landing in front of Dream and Patches, tilting his head. “Alright,” Dream talked to himself, panicking a bit as Giratina seemed to be almost done preparing itself. He pulled of his pokeball belt, wrapping it around Parrot and securing it, before placing Patches atop of the birdlike pokemon.

Both were watching him when he ripped out a sheet of paper from his backpack, also getting a pencil to write something. His handwriting wasn’t the best in the moment, visible that it was written fast with not much time left. “Here, take this Parrot,” the blond said, letting Corviknight take the paper in his mouth. Then Dream took his face between his hands, making sure his friend knew it was serious. “You have to get out of here before Giratina can attack again, okay?”

Patches seemed to realize what the human was about to do, immediately squeaking at him as if she was yelling to not be so dumb. Parrot also seemed to try to protest, but Dream was having none of it. “There is no time, you hear me?!” He yelled, tears in his eyes, “And I need to know that you all are safe, so go!” Parrot stepped back yet hesitated, he could probably carry Dream, but it would slow them down and every second was needed. “Go, I said!”

And with those words they were off, Dream watched them fly away, over the destroyed forest and out of range from the attack. Only a few seconds later did another scream sound, a shockwave lifted the earth under Dream and suddenly everything went black.

A loud sniffing was what woke him up, groaning in pain and he slowly opened his eyes. However that didn’t change much as it was still black and when he tried to move he winced from the pain. The sniffing got louder and eventually he heard a muffled voice, stepping closer. He flinched when all the dirt and debris was removed from atop of him, revealing a certain pink haired trainer he knew all too well.

“Dream!” Techno yelled out before falling to his knees next to the blonde, removing more of the debris. “What were you doing here?” He asked as he checked up on Dream, his friend breathing a bit heavily. His Arcanine standing behind him, head tilted and ears hanging a bit, it was probably thanks to him that Dream was found.

“Got a hint that I’d-” Dream coughed lightly, really wanting a glass of water as he felt all the dirt in his throat, “That I find another hint to Ho-Oh.” He knew it sounded dumb and he knew Techno good enough to know what would come next. They’ve been together a lot on their journey after all, even though the last time they saw each other was when… Well, when they got a bit closer than usual.

Every night the blond dreamed of their kiss. And how fast Techno had left.

“You’re a fool, Dream,” Techno sighed as he got everything off of the man, eyeing the tree that lay half on the blond. “What happened? I saw some people from Team Rocket around, officer Rocky arrested a few. When he looked over to Dream’s face he saw his eyes closed and didn’t hesitate to pat his cheek in light claps. “No, Dream, stay awake, alright? Don’t force me to get Milotic to splash your face.”

Dream grumbled but opened his eyes again, watching how Techno – the man he was so so in love with – call over his Espeon that had been with Techno’s Umbreon before. The pink colored Pokemon eyes Dream before looking up at her trainer. “Use psychic to get that tree off of him. Dream, keep talking.”

“They forced some pokemon called Giratin to leave it’s dimension and tried to keep it here against it’s will,” explained the blonde, gasping when the heavy tree was finally off of him. “Shit,” he cursed. Techno pulling him up carefully to look over him, checking on his body. “It got angry, obviously… And went on a rampage. I got knocked out at the second shock wave….”

Techno hummed, one hand coming up to stroke Dream’s hair out of his face, red eyes meeting green hazey ones. “I was so worried,” the man whispered, pressing his face in Dream’s neck, the blond sighing lightly. “We found Parrot with Patches and all your pokeballs shortly after the last shock wave. They came to the pokemon center in the closest city, we could hear sounds there but didn’t know what happened until the first scared pokemons came running…”

Dream nodded lightly, wincing when he tried to move and hug Techno closer, not enjoying the thought of the man being worried. “Giratina really did something.” Techno nodded before moving lightly, pulling a pokeball out from the inside of his jacket. When he threw it Milotic appeared in front of them, floating above the ground.

“Come here,” Techno said in a soft voice.

Dream will always remember the day Techno found Feebas, left behind after it went K.O. in a battle. Him and Dream were wandering together as they wanted to go to the same city when some woman approached them for some duels. Dream reclined as he just caught Princess, his Finizen, and wanted to give his friends some rest.

Techno accepted and easily won just with his Bautifly and Carl – his Mudsdale – alone. She had six and the last one was Feebas. She lost, screamed at Feebas about how useless and ugly it was and left it laying there injured and alone. Dream guess it maybe hit a bit close to home for the pinkette as he walked up to the poor being and picked it up, promised a better life.

Feebas accepted and they formed a friendship everyone envied.

A whimpering sound came from Dream when Milotic curled around them, making sure to touch Dream as much as possible. “Good, now use Life Dew,” whispered Techno, eyes still on the man in his arms. An immediate sighed could be heard from Dream as he felt warmth spread, feeling the healing of some of his wounds. He’d still need to go to the hospital, but this would help enough to survive the journey there.

For minutes they lay there, Techno holding Dream was close as humanly possible, like someone who was scared of losing something important. Dream snuggled up against his, using the excuse of still not feeling to well, Techno knew it was a lie, but didn’t call him out on it. “...Any news about Lugia?” Dream asked eventually, enjoying the soft stroking of a strong hand over the small of his back.

“I actually was on my way to a location someone had sighted one. Maybe.” Dream chuckled at that, rumbling against the other man who cocked a brow. “What?”

“I can’t believe you tell me that I should give up on finding Ho-Oh, when all you do is run after Lugia!” Laughed Dream out, wincing from the still left pain but ignoring it. Techno rolled his eyes but an amused smirk was on his lips, badly contained from the pinkette.

“At least people have seen it, all your proof of it is some legend.”

“Hey!” Dream called out, cuddling back up to him, “I told you I saw it. The day you saved me from Team Rocket… It was right there, like it made sure we were safe together.” Techno just snorted at that, not believing his friend. Or whatever they were. But that was okay, cause Dream was just happy to be there for now, to be with him for a bit before their path had to part ways again.

Yeah. For now they could ignore all the chaos around them and instead enjoy the calmness of being reunited. Of being together.

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Dream knew it would happen, kinda at least. It was a gut feeling even though he was an expert in ignoring said feelings and instead trust the people he loved. He trusted a lot, George always told him he trusted too much.

So when Techno – his secret boyfriend – and him had to decide what to do once the time for college came Dream trusted again. They had planned it all out. Dream still had one year left of High School after having to repeat one due to him being absent for a long time in a former year. Techno however could leave, forget about L’Manberg, the little conservative village they grew up in.

But they had planned it all out at the beginning of High School, when they got together. With fragile fourteen years they had sat in Techno’s tree house and planned their future. They’d leave to college together, and when family drama happened in Dream’s family and he had to repeat a year the plans didn’t change. Techno would look for a job the year Dream finished high school and once Dream graduated they’d go to a college together, far far away.

One where they wouldn’t have to hide in the shadows. Where they could hold hands in public. Where they didn’t check every direction ten times to bring up the bravery for a kiss on the cheek. Where they wouldn’t need to fear a parent walking in while they just sat too close to just be friends. Where they could be themselves, where they could be in love.

Yes, they had a plan.

However, plans change. And sometimes that happens surprisingly for one of the people involved.

“You… what?” Dream mumbled out as he stood in Techno’s room, eyes wide. The man was sitting on his desk chair, Dream stood in front of his bed. He just put down his bag, ready to try and relax as much as possible, when Techno dropped the bomb on him.

“I’m going to college in Las Nevada,” he repeated, eyes on Dream – his boyfriend – with determination in his eyes.

“...What?” Dream asked once again in a weak voice, not sure if he wanted an actual answer. “But… When…?”

Techno took a deep breath as if this was the hardest thing he ever did, telling his boyfriend that he’d leave him behind in their little town. Dream couldn’t really believe that, he wasn’t sure what at all he could believe anymore. “At the end of August, to settle into my dorm and get used to campus.”

August. It was the middle of June.

“Why…?” Another question, Dream had so many he wanted to ask, wanted to shout them out. But he was scared, so unbelievably scared. Because he knew what was to come, everyone who’d hear this conversation would and even though Dream was never the smartest – never could be with Techno nearby – he also wasn’t dumb. “Techno, we- we had plans!”

“I know,” Techno said, standing up and taking a sheet of paper, holding it out to Dream. “But this is a great chance for me, Dream. Las Nevadas doesn’t accept people with a break in their resume, this was my only chance of getting in.”

“We never wanted to get into Las Nevadas, you never told me you wanted to. Ever since we talked about-”

“Esempi Campus, I know,” finished the pinkette, rubbing with his hand over his face. Meanwhile Dream looked over the paper he had gotten, read how happy Las Nevadas was to call Techno as one of their students. When he read the ‘Congratulations!’ he felt tears in his eyes, he should be happy for Techno, really, but how could he knowing what would come next?

“Yes, ever since we were kids. We decided together that Esempi was perfect for us!” Esempi was a rather well known college on the other end of the country, just not the end Las Nevadas was located at. L’Manberg was between them, making it each a few hours away. And it had a reputation of being the most LGBTQ+ friendly college you could imagine, with special programs for student who grew up in places where they were shunned at.

Las Nevadas had a great reputation for that as well and additionally was known that almost every student would make it big in their career later on. It was just really hard to get into and expensive as well. Money Dream could never spare, grades he could never achieve. Suddenly Techno felt so, so far away from him.

“Why so suddenly? And why didn’t you tell me?!” Desperation was filling Dream’s voice and the less answers he got, the more anger rose inside him. “Tell me, Techno!”

“I didn’t know how!” Techno eventually yelled back, walking closer to stand right in front of his slightly smaller boyfriend. “I know we had plans, Dream, but those plans were.” He took a deep breath and huffed when the blond stared at him. “They were shit, okay? We were naive and young when we made them, now we’re older and I have to see what is good for me.”

“So being away from me is good for you?”

“That’s not what I meant and you know that.”

“I don’t care what you meant, Techno,” continued Dream, tears filling his eyes as he took a step back, not wanting to cry. “You’re leaving me.”

“I am miserable here, can’t you see that? My parents are getting worse with each day and I feel like I can’t breath,” Techno said, his usual monotone voice filled with emotions, filled with something Dream wished he could understand, but he couldn’t. “This damn village is suffocating me and I can’t keep hiding away who I am!”

“And you think I can?!” It wasn’t really a question, Techno knew the answer. He knew that Dream felt the same, that both of them were sick of having to hide their feelings for each other. “The only reason why I’m able to live here is because of you, and now you’re leaving me behind…”

Silence fell over them, tensing up the air. None of them really knew what to say or to do. Deep down Dream understood Techno, understood why he would leave, so he could live the life he deserved. But Dream was jealous, jealous and scared because that meant he’d be left behind in a place with people who’d beat him up the second they knew what he was.

Without saying another word and with the first few tears escaping, Dream picked up his backpack. “...I hope you can live the life you want there, maybe you’ll even find someone you can hold hands with while going on dates and to kiss without fearing to be beaten up. Goodbye Techno, stay away from me.”

And just like that Dream left, not wanting to hear another word from his now ex-boyfriend.

The next few weeks were awful, because everyone started to ask questions why Dream and Techno stopped hanging out. Ironically it were mostly his parents begging him to befriend him again, said that Techno was such a nice boy and always went to church each Sunday in his suit. Yeah, if they knew what Dream and him had been doing each Sunday after church, in their rooms behind closed doors.

Others also asked him what was going on. George knew, obviously, he was the only one who had known about them all this time. It was him who held him when Dream’s heart was breaking, who spent any minute he could with him before he also had to leave for college.

In the end Dream was alone in L’Manberg. He remembered the day he looked out the window and saw the car of Techno’s family driving past to get him to the airport. Maybe he imagined it, maybe it was wishful thinking, but he was sure that he and Techno made eye contact for a split second. Nothing really happened, the world didn’t freeze or anything like that. There wasn’t some sudden feeling of knowing that it would be okay, they would be fine.

Because that was it. This was the end of their story, as their ways and future separated.

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They were able to hide it for almost a year, which is much longer than they would have thought. Considering Philza lived right across from Techno, Ranboo living just a few blocks away and Tommy always coming to his hut uninvited. Yeah, they thought they’d find out within the first few months.

But it was clear they overestimated them. By a lot.

Yes, Philza did indeed live right across from Techno, however most of the time he spent down in the giant cellar he was building out into training ground for the Syndicate. So it was rare that he was up when Dream was visiting Techno. And when he wasn’t in the cellar he often wandered around with Ranboo, looking for adventures or was simply sleeping.

Ranboo stayed out of Techno’s business. The Enderman hybrid was rather closed off from the rest of the server, deciding it would be easier for himself to stay by himself most days. When he visited Techno he often announced it beforehand, so it was easy to avoid him.

Last came the biggest problem. Tommy. The kid just appeared out of nowhere, whenever he wanted. No announcement. No planning. Nothing. And what was almost worse was that he stayed for several days most of the time. Cause traveling from his home to Techno’s was quiet a trip and it wouldn’t make sense if he wouldn’t stay for a longer period.

So you can imagine that hiding a relationship from those people was hard, right? Well, you would be right with that. Dream and Techno knew that cause it was them hiding said relationship, can you imagine anyone of their friends - or Dream’s former friends – would found out about it? Their lives would be ruined and their relationship as well. No way would Tommy not immediately run off and tell everyone where Dream could be found.

So for Dream’s sake – and also to safe Techno from annoying questions and judging looks – they played it safe. No one could find out, ever and it went surprisingly well. Dream had a small base close to Techno’s hut, connected through an underground tunnel that ended in the mountain behind said hut. And whenever they could they’d sneak out and meet up.

Most of the time it was Dream visiting Techno, because the piglin hybrid had an actual house and not just two beds and some chests in a small cave. There it was warm and comfortable and nights weren’t cold and without the sounds of dripping water from somewhere – Dream still hadn’t found the source for that.

Sometimes Techno visited Dream but always complained about the man’s living condition, calling him homeless almost every time. It made Dream furious and sometimes he told Techno to leave and that he’d make an actual home out of the cave. Though he never acted on it, instead sneaking into his boyfriend’s bed the same night demanding cuddles which Techno always provided. No one knew but the piglin loved holding his partner close and Dream had the suspicion it was partly to make sure the blond was safe.

Pandoras Vault had hurt Dream, had changed him, damaged him. The scars were one thing, the never leaving tremor of his limbs another. He could still fight, scared Tommy and make sure to kill his enemies, but still. It was different. The fights needed more energy from him and writing a letter was suddenly a much harder task than striking down a cow for it’s meat. Not to forget the nightmares and panic attacks he got from simple stuff, such as eating potatoes.

Techno had stopped growing them, burnt them all down after Dream had a panic attack and told him about the potatoes in prison. Philza had asked him why, Techno simply answered he needed the space for something else and they weren’t efficient anyway. Now there grew roses, useless but beautiful.

It was a calm day, Philza had taken Ranboo to find some totems of undying which would take them a few days and Tommy had left on the same day to return home. Which meant that the hut was completely free from everyone who could disturb the couple. In those times they mostly were in bed, cuddling and napping together, Technoblade slept a lot, hibernated a lot. When Dream was there he tried not to, but it rarely worked, the blond appreciated it though.

So three days or so after everyone had left you could find them in the living room, huddled together under a blanket on the couch. Techno had an arm around Dream, watching the fire move in the chimney and keeping the hut warm. The blanket was more for comfortable reasons and to make Dream feel safer, more unseen. “How long do you think we will have to ourselves?” Dream eventually asked, glancing up at his partner who cocked a brow.

“At least five more days till Philza and Ranboo return,” Techno answered, tightening the hold around Dream and pressing his nose against his temple, inhaling his scent lightly. “They have to travel far cause I took all the totems from the nearest mansions. Don’t worry about them.” Dream hummed lightly as a kiss was placed on his temple, he turned his head to receive one on his lips instead.

His hands found Techno’s face, stroking his cheeks and pulling him closer once more to keep kissing him. Techno was happy to oblige, leaning down to make it easier for Dream. Techno’s hands found Dream’s waist, squeezing lightly and pushing him down in his back. With ease he placed himself between his legs, laying down on the blond while still kissing him, now more heated.

They didn’t hear it, way too distracted by each other to pay any attention to the outside world. How could they when they were holding all they needed in their arms? But the door opened and people walked in, talking to each other about whatever before freezing with said door still open. Only when someone started screaming did Techno and Dream react, sitting up and falling into action.

Dream got his ax to fight, Techno his sword and positioned himself slightly in front of his partner. Both froze in their spot when they realized what was happening. Philza and Ranboo were back and it seemed like Tommy had decided to come back as well. Only there were a few more people, Niki, George and Sapnap were all standing there eyes wide.

“What is that green bastard doing here?!” Tommy eventually pulled everyone out of their frozen state, making them move. Philza looked confused, Ranboo tried hiding said man, Tommy pulled his lame iron sword and Sapnap his diamond one. George just kept staring, tilting his head lightly, while Niki positioned herself next to Philza, a cake in her hand. “Techno! What is he doing here?!”

Examining the room let Techno know that there were only two people who had drawn their weapons and he could easily defeat them with the help of Dream. But still, he stayed tense just as Dream, the man stepping closer to his partner, eyes staring at Sapnap. His tremor got worse which often meant that Dream was about to have another attack so it was time to do something to make sure he would be okay.

“Why aren’t you answering me?!” Tommy was still screaming, making the situation harder on everyone. “Hand him out so I can kill him!”

“No,” Sapnap protested, anger visible on his face as he stepped closer, “I said I would kill him when he escaped.” And now Techno understood why Dream’s state got worse with every second. The piglin huffed out in annoyance, placing himself between the blond and the noirette, making sure he wouldn’t be able to look at him anymore.

“I don’t think so, Sapnap,” Techno growled out, hold on his sword tightening, “why are you all here?”

“Techno, step out of-”

“It wasn’t planned,” Philza cut Sapnap off, meeting his friend’s gaze with no intended harm or anger, just understanding. As someone who was in love with the goddess of death, Philza knew how it was to be in love with someone everyone hated or feared. “Niki sent us all a message about information that George and Sapnap were starting sniffing around in the area here, so we came back. Tommy is here cause we picked him up on the way.”

“I wanted to steal some shit but now that I know he is here-!”

“Of course you wanted to steal stuff,” Techno grumbled under his breath, glancing over his shoulder to check on Dream. He had lowered his ax and was taking deep breathes, eyes closed with his full body trembling. “Why were you two sniffing around here?” Techno now looked at Sapnap and George, or more so glared than just looked.

George glanced at Sapnap, deciding he was too worked up to talk. “We heard that Dream was seen somewhere here and just wanted to check.”

“And then what do once you found him?”

Silence fell over them, clear that Sapnap wanted to kill his former friend, George seemed like he didn’t know why he wanted to find Dream. Maybe to apologize, maybe to ask questions, maybe just to see how much he had changed. Techno didn’t ask him, decided it wasn’t worth it. “Put the weapons down,” he said, glancing at Tommy and Sapnap.

When neither of them moved Niki cleared her throat and turned to them with annoyance visible on her face. “Put them down guys!” And with just a bit more hesitation they did, letting them vanish in their inventories. She then turned to Techno, raising her brows until the piglin also let down his weapon.

Immediately he turned around to Dream, placing one hand over his who were still holding onto the ax. His other one found his cheek, pressing against it lightly and making him look up into Techno’s face. “It’s okay, you’re safe,” Techno mumbled, pressing his forehead against Dream’s. “I will not let them hurt you, you can let go now.” Dream took a few more deep breathes before the ax in his hands vanished.

Techno pulled the blanket that had fallen on the ground over Dream’s shoulders before turning back to the others, arm around the blond. Dream looked up briefly before his eyes found Niki, wandering down to her hands. “...a cake?” He asked, his head slightly tilted.

Niki looked down at the cake in her hands in surprise as if he had forgotten about it. Then she started smiling and looked back up. “Yeah! I made it this morning for Hannah, but she had to cancel our meeting so I wanted to share it with Techno and the others instead, cause I knew they would arrive today, as I wrote them yesterday about George and Sapnap.” She chuckled lightly. “I guess we can all share it?”

“What?! You can’t be serious!” Tommy said, his voice slightly high pitched as he gestured to Dream and Techno, the blond tensing up once again. A big hand on his lower back helped him to calm down again. “You want to give him cake?! He’s a psychopath! A murderer! He belongs into prison!”

Niki rolled her eyes at the young adult. “Have you looked at him? If anything he is the one who needs the cake the most!” Everyone eyes Dream at that, the man had lost a lot of weigh and muscles in prison and blushed in embarrassment when they all looked at him. “He doesn’t look like he could actually harm us, so forget your dumb fights and wars for just a second!”

“Yeah,” Ranboo agreed with a soft voice, eyes the odd pair in front of them. “I also wanna know why he’s here with Techno and why did it look like they were sucking face when we came in here.” And those words both Techno’s and Dream’s faces turned as red as a beet, glancing at each other.

“Wait, you’re right,” Sapnap mumbled with a frown, “What was that?”

“Well…”

“You see…”

They both started at the same time and eventually it was Dream who decided to inform them of their current relationship status. “We’re kind of… boyfriends.”

Silence. Complete silence. Only the wind whistled through the hut and the fire cracked loudly as it danced, making sure it stayed warm. Outside a crow sat in a tree, staring at the hut with the closed doors. Until a loud ‘What?!’ echoed through the woods, forcing multiple animals to flee.

Dream and Techno had a lot of explaining to do.

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Techno hated him, he hated him so so much. All he wanted was to show the world how horrible the government was they all lived under, how capitalism ruined everything and how the ‘World’s leaders’ did not care about the smaller people. Anarchy was a way to do it, fighting for freedom and equal rights was what he was fighting for almost every night.

Techno – or in his villain form called ‘Blood God’ – was out most nights of his life to cause mayhem and try to get people’s attention to everything that was actually bad. His enemy was 404, a so called ‘Hero’ who stopped him whenever he could which was, well, always. So far.

But Techno had a plan, he had seen something he shouldn’t have. You see, during the day Techno was a writer, had finished studying a year ago and his first book just hit the book stores and they loved it. It was fantasy based with obvious criticism on society and more, just hidden in a world that didn’t exist.

His favorite place to spent time and write was a small café, this was also where he changed most of the time. Because even though most of his villain stuff happened at night, he sometimes also ran around during the day. And he wasn’t alone. He had friends with him, working with him, other so called ‘Villains’ as the government called them. Their identity was unknown to him and they didn’t aspire as much as he did and simply wanted to cause chaos and get some money out of it. But any help was good for his end goal.

So yeah, some of his friends were causing chaos near the cafe that was also near the city’s university. A lot of student were around and one of them Techno knew just to well. Dream, another student majoring in English, he was in his last year. Techno got to know him through after school activities in his final year and befriended him. And well, got a crush on the man.

It was a secret, no one knew about it and this was a good thing, especially Dream couldn’t know. The blond student was really sweet, always looked like a freshly washed teddy bear with his curls and sweaters and almost always smiled. However, one time when they were studying together in the library Dream had mentioned a boyfriend, which had soured Techno’s mood and possible advance towards the man.

But even though Dream always praised him and said how nice he was, he never brought him to parties or anything. Dream always said he lived far away and he couldn’t just come over whenever, but that they called a lot. It was fishy and for some time Techno thought this was all a lie that he made up so he wasn’t embarrassed about being single. Yet one night, when they were drunk and alone, Techno asked Dream about it but the answer stayed the same.

‘I miss my boyfriend, he is amazing and I wished you all could meet him.’

It was all Techno needed as confirmation that said boyfriend was real. Techno gave up on Dream that day, this was a few months ago.

Now Techno was looking out the window, watched the chaos spread, building get damaged and debris falling. Glitch – his enemy – was swinging through the city and shooting arrows at ‘Poet’ – one of Techno’s villain companions. And then there was Dream, running through the streets to look for a place to hide.

Within a second Techno was out of his seat, running out the café and after the blond who ran over the street, watching Glitch fight. Techno ran after him in all the chaos, until suddenly a piece of debris fell from a building towards Dream. Before Techno could react Glitch was there, shooting an arrow at the debris and making it glitch a few feet away. He scooped Dream up and jumped away with him, Techno secretly followed.

Then he saw it, Glitch holding Dream close, Dream leaning against him with worried eyes. Glitch kissing Dream?! And with the way the blond looked at him, with love and adoration? Suddenly everything made sense, Dream hiding his boyfriend yet saying he was a good person. Glitch – the fucking superhero and Techno’s enemy – was Dream’s boyfriend.

And that’s how they ended up in this situation. Techno had planned for so long and had two buttons in his hands while standing on a tall building. “Choose, Glicht,” he said as the Blood God, smirking at the so called hero in front of him. Behind Techno was Dream, hanging over an abyss, ready to fall to his death. But there was also the city, filled with underground and hidden TNT placed their by Poet. “The city or your lover!”

For Techno it was obvious, no city should be more important to you than the person you loved, there shouldn’t be any hesitation. And there wasn’t, Glitch answered in a second without wasting much time. However, it wasn’t the answer Techno wanted to hear. “The city!” Glitch yelled, glaring at the Blood God.

Techno’s eyes widened after the pig skull he wore to hide his identity, staring at his sworn enemy. He had to take a step back in shock, glancing at Dream who was crying, staring at Glitch as well before letting his head hang in resignation, accepting his fate. Anger rose in Techno’s blood, the ground under him starting to shake as he turned back to the so called Hero.

“You’d sacrifice your lover for the city?!” He yelled, showing off his fangs as he stepped closer, Glitch getting into fighting stance.

“Of course! That’s the only right decision!” He defended himself, searching for his bow that he had lost before. “I can’t sacrifice thousands of people for one person just because it’s personal! You have to understand it!”

“I would sacrifice the world for him!” Screamed the Blood God, making everyone freeze. Dream’s eyes widened as he looked up, tears still running down his cheek. Maybe Techno had said too much, revealed too much of his own personal feelings towards the blond man. “You’re pathetic, Glitch!” And as Techno was about to press the button to destroy the city and finally do what he always wanted to, he was stopped by a gun shot.

A loud scream fell off his lips as he fell to his knees, letting go of the button and holding onto his shoulder instead. He hadn’t even noticed the sniper on the other building, aiming at him. “Blood God!” Dream yelled, looking worried for the man. Techno almost laughed at that, he had captured Dream and pretended to sacrifice him and yet the man was worried for him.

Before another bullet could hit him Techno pressed the button for Dream, the crane he hang onto let go of him. But before he could actually fall, Techno jumped down the building, catching Dream in his arms – wincing from the wound he had just gained but still holding him – and used his powers to glide away. Behind him Poet and Angel of Death were making sure no one would follow them, distracting the police and Glitch.

Once they were safely on the ground Techno let Dream down, freeing him from the ropes he had tied around him. “Go home, hurry or-” Techno was cut off when arms wrapped around him pulling him in a hug. He froze at first, confused by the action before his own arms mirrored the motion, holding onto the blond tightly.

“Thank you,” Dream whispered right in his ear.

“For what…?”

“You never planned on sacrificing me and actually put me first,” Dream stepped back, tears still visible on his cheek, yet a smile breached his lips. “Something Glitch would never do, I understand his stance but… but it’s still nice someone out here loves me more than morals.”

Techno looked at him, dumbfounded, before he took Dream’s hands and squeezed them in his own. “Become one of mine,” he blurted out, voice monotone.

“Wh-What?!” Dream asked confused, eyes wide.

“We could take over the city together, bring justification to the people and overthrow the government. Together no one could ever stop us, I know it!”

Dream stared at him for a few seconds before he started laughing wholeheartedly out of his chest, now different kind of tears shimmering in his eyes. Yet he didn’t let go of Techno’s hands, squeezed them instead and stepped a bit closer. “You’re cute, but I don’t think I’m build to be a villain.” Before Techno could protest he felt lips on his cheek, just for a second before Dream finally let go and stepped back, smile on his lips and blushy cheeks. “I should leave and you should check on that wound,” he pointed out before he waved. “See you soon, Blood God.”

And then he was gone, running away towards his apartment and all Techno could do was watch him, cheeks burning. He knew, in this moment, that they were made for each other. Dream and him would take over the world, it was only a matter of time.

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A life in luxury was what most people wanted, what they desired. They’d do a lot to achieve it, work till they’re too exhausted for anything else, sell all their belonging, steal from others or even kill. Dream reached the goal of luxury in a different way, one he hadn’t really thought of but that worked out somehow. That way was called love.

Being the mate of the leader of a Piglin bastion had definitely it’s pro sites, one being that Dream basically swam in gold. Almost every day he got a new golden gift from his partner, either in the form of jewelry or a weapon. He loved the golden rings around his arms just as much as he appreciated the golden dagger he had gotten only a month ago.

They were all special to him as his partner – Technoblade – and him were in the final stage of courting. Which meant a lot of gifts in different forms. Sometimes Dream felt bad for not gifting anything back, humans simply didn’t court, they start dating and that’s it. But Piglins have actual courting rituals, traditions to show when you courted someone so that the possible mate knew but also all the other Piglins.

And like said before, Techno was a special Piglin, one who had two forms and was the leader of a bastion. Not a broken one but a still full functioning one with piglin stables, housing units and multiple treasure rooms. Outside the bastion was a village surrounded by crimson forest, it was impressive considering most bastions were destroyed. Techno was their leader, making sure not traveler would harm them or steal anymore, he was the most powerful of all of them.

However, all this also had a downside and that was Dream couldn’t really do whatever he wanted. Because even though the Piglins respected Techno and accepted him as their leader, they were still just… Piglins. They couldn’t really talk or communicate like Dream, they weren’t dumb or anything, but they were different, had different believes. And sometimes they either didn’t accept Dream and tried to get rid of him or, cause he had so much gold, wanted him for themselves.

Nothing ever really happened, Dream could defend himself and all, but still, Techno felt better when the man didn’t walk around without him. Sometimes Dream ignored that, grapped good armor and hid his identity to walk over the markets or discover more of the nether. Those were fun days, but Techno often got mad afterwards, telling Dream he shouldn’t just wander around and wait for Techno to have time and join him.

But Techno had a lot to do and therefore not as much time as he wished. Which left Dream mostly in their bedroom, staring at the ceiling in boredom and wondering when his partner will return. Just like he did right now, wearing a short and floaty top that didn’t really hide much with transparent puffy sleeves attached to it and a cloth around his hips with cuts at the sides for his legs.

He stared up at the ceiling as he was stretched out on their giant back, looking at the chandelier that hung from the black stones. With a loud sigh he turned on his side, instead staring out of the window, seeing a tower across with Piglin Brutes looking around, crossbows in their hands. A sudden screaming sound caught his attention and a Ghast appeared, shooting a fireball at the Brutes.

Dream jumped up and ran to the window, leaning a bit out of it as he watched the Brutes trying to shoot the Ghast. It kept shooting and the Brutes seemed to be a bit overwhelmed with dodging the fire while also trying to kill the monster. The blond was about to grab his axe and jump out the window to take care of it himself, but he was stopped when he saw another Piglin came running.

It was obvious who it was, a bit taller than the others, a crown on his head and a red cape floating behind him in the wind. Dream leaned back, watched as Techno – his mate – shot the fireball right back at the Ghast, killing it with one try. The Brutes nodded and bowed in front of him, showing their gratitude and respect towards the other Piglin. Meanwhile Dream touched his neck with one hand and bit his lower lip, watching Techno checking on the damage.

Techno had been courting Dream for a long time now and it was time for him to finish it up. The last part of the courting was a handmade head accessory that resembled a crown in some way, turning Dream into an equal to Techno. But the Piglin took his time, was very clear with what he wanted and made sure not to push Dream in any way. Even though sometimes Dream hoped for some kind of pushing.

Dream kept watching the Piglins, leaning his head on his hand while leaning on the windowsill. It seemed like Techno told them what to do to fix it and also calling some more Brutes to his side, pointing around the area. Probably told them to check out for more dangers, lately a lot more Ghasts appeared and Techno had been investigating it.

Suddenly, when Dream wasn’t expecting it, he met blood red eyes, staring at him. He gulped as his mate looked at him, not looking away for a second, not even when he started walking. Only when he walked down the steps that lead back into the bastion did the eye contact break.

Hurriedly Dream threw himself back on the bed, trying to get in some kind of good looking pose but failing miserably. He groaned lightly as he turned on his stomach for the third time, freezing up when he heard the door behind him slowly open. When he looked over his shoulder he saw Technoblade standing there, still in his Piglin form.

The Brute walked up to the bed, the door falling close behind him. Dream slowly sat up, watching the Piglin move around. In this form Techno looked almost like every other Piglin Brute, just a bit bigger and with red eyes instead of the typical white ones. Slowly he moved up to Dream, the man leaning back on his hands at the Piglin got in his personal space. “Hey honey,” Dream mumbled, looking over the Piglin face, the snout moving lightly as he sniffed around him.

Usually Techno turned into his more human form when around Dream, so communications would be easier. Dream could read Techno partly in this form, but he could never learn the language and Techno couldn’t understand the human language like this. In those moments Techno reacted only on instincts regarding Dream and Dream only reacted on what he thought his partner wanted.

Techno squeaked lightly, pressing his snout against Dream’s cheek, making him giggle. “Nooo! Don’t!” He laughed, falling back on the bed as Techno fell atop of him, the snout wandering to Dream’s neck where he was sensitive, his laughing grew louder. “That tickles! Stop it! Please!” He tried pushing the man off of him, which was hard when you were dying from laughter. Eventually the snout stopped and Techno buried his eyes in Dream’s neck instead, big arms wrapping around the lean form of the human.

Dream sighed in relaxation, smiling and leaning his head against Techno’s. Even though the never was naturally really hot – that’s why he wore the clothes he was wearing – he never got enough from Techno’s body heat. He could cuddle his partner all day and night and he wouldn’t care about being all sweaty, cause he had the love of his life in his arms.

Eventually Techno pulled back, leaning on his hands over his partner before turning into his more human form. The snout disappeared and left behind a rather big and slightly crooked nose. The white teeth stayed, poking out of the now human mouth and where no hair was before were now pink locks flowing down over his shoulder.

Again Dream smiled, one hand moving up to cup the man’s cheek. “Hey,” he repeated, chuckling when Techno leaned into his hand.

“Hey,” Techno echoed, sighing as he leaned down to place a kiss on Dream’s softer lips, fast moving down to his neck. “How’s my mate doin’?” he asked, pressing up closer to said mate, his other hand stroking Dream’s side.

The blond hummed, enjoying getting the attention he had craved all day, or more like the attention he craved all the time. “I’m good,” he mumbled back, moving his head to give more space to the pinkette, feeling teeth nibbling at his skin. “Bored, as always.”

Technoblade chuckled amused, finally pulling back and admiring the red mark he had left behind. “Sorry, but I have to attend my duties,” he explained, one finger coming up to the mark and carefully stroking over it before finding Dream’s green eyes. “But soon you can come with me, when you accept my last gift.”

When Techno stood up and took a step back Dream sat up as fast as he could, eyes wide and concentrated on his partner. Techno got down at one knee, eyes not once leaving Dream’s. “Dream,” he started, slowly pulling out something from behind his back. It looked like a headpiece made out of gold, hanging limply from Techno’s big hands. Smaller golden leaves hung off of it and in the middle was an emerald, shining in the light of the shroomlight that hung above of them. “Would you do me the honor and officially become my mate? Help me take care of our Bastion and protect our land by my side till our death and beyond?”

Dream’s mouth fell open as he stared at the headpiece, knowing that it was Techno himself who did it. That was the tradition and even though Dream knew how good his partner was in forging, he never saw something as detailed at this piece. His eyes flew back up at Techno, he felt tears welling in his eyes and when a worried look grew on Techno’s face, a bright smile grew on Dreams. Before he could even say something his head started nodding and his hands moved to touch Techno’s face. “Of course I do!”

A smile even brighter spread over Techno’s lips as the answer reached his piglin ears. He moved forward to press a long and affectionate kiss on Dream’s lips, not breaking it for a couple of seconds before finally pulling away and carefully placing the grown atop of Dream’s head. The blond tried to hold back his tears, knowing it wouldn’t matter as they would just evaporate after a few seconds. The emerald hung low on Dream’s forehead, fitting perfectly to Dream’s own green eyes which Techno often described as said gem.

Together the two sat on the bed, Dream leaning against his love with one arm around him, the other entwined with Dream’s. “My mate,” Techno whispered against Dream’s ear, placing a kiss against his temple.

“Your mate,” Dream answered before going in for a real kiss, one of many.

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Screams. Weapons falling against each other. Shouting. Crying. And then total silence. It had been raining the past few days, as the fighting had happened between the armies. Some of the blood that was the result of a dumb and useless fight was taken in by the ground or washed away by the rain. But it was so much that it was impossible for it all to vanish and with that he knew who’d appear soon.

Techno kept walking through the field, watch as animals used the corpses to feast on, covered in blood as they survived from other’s deaths. Birds, especially crows, enjoyed the feast, only looking up when Techno walked right past them. Under him a squealshing sound happened whenever he took a step, the blood flooding around his boots.

This had been his idea, this war. Riling up two different kingdoms was easy, told that one said something nasty about the others. Humans were just so easy in general, making them mad and playing with their ego. Just a few words placed at the right time were all it needed. ‘King Gerald said that his land is much better than King Ericson’s’ or ‘Ericson’s Queen is more beautiful than Gerald’s is’.

That was all they needed to scream at their knights and force them out on with weapons. Now they were all dead, including the foolish kings who thought they’d ever be able to fight in a war. Dumb humans.

Oh, what Techno did for love.

And talking of love, he heard a low giggle behind him before someone took a deep breath, exhaling heavily. “How sweet,” the man said as Techno turned around, meeting Green eyes that seemed to shimmer red when the light hit just right, “is that a present for me?”

“Dream,” Techno mumbled, staring at the man standing a few feet away from him. His blond hair shone in the sun beaming down on them and his wide clothes flowed with the wind around them. There was a mask hanging on the side of his face, a grotesque looking smiley drawn on it. “God of Blood.”

“Technoblade,” the god answered, slowly stepping closer to the pink haired man. Where Dream’s hair was rather short and curly, Techno was long and straight, tied in a high ponytail. He wore a white blouse and black tights pants with high boots, his red eyes not leaving Dream’s. “God of Chaos. And I see you’re being good in it?”

Techno huffed lightly, now also walking towards the other with slow yet long steps. “It was getting boring, the earth got to quiet. A little bit of chaos was never a bad thing.”

“Of course not,” they stopped in front of each other, Dream having to look up just the slightest. “At least not for us Gods, right? Meanwhile I can feel the blood that will be spread around in the kingdoms soon, as the people will get desperate now that their kings are dead.”

“Take it as a little extra.” Dream laughed at that, loud wheezy noise echoing through the silent field. The crows didn’t bother as they were used to it by now, always close to the Blood God after all. They got used to him quiet fast and had been with him for hundreds of years. It took them some time after Dream was chose, after he got sacrificed together with Techno.

Two friends who were doomed from the start, two lovers who were hated and given away to their own fate. Dying in each others arms as Dream was bleeding to death after Techno tried to steal, tried to confuse people by making some chaos on a farm. It hadn’t worked, the owner had stabbed Dream when they weren’t paying attention.

And all that for a bit of bread and a few eggs when they were starving. But as they lay there, blood around them and tears falling and empty promises whispered, they were heard. Someone, or something, spoke to them, promised the lovers eternal life. They accepted, however, they didn’t know the rule.

Techno, as thee God of Chaos, could wander the human realm without much trouble. That was a necessity to do what he was there for, to make sure wars happened, to chaos storms and destroy villages, to make water rise and flood whole towns. But Dream, the Good Blood, he couldn’t. He existed in his own realm where no one could follow and for him to appear blood was needed.

The more blood was given, the longer he could stay. And a field covered in fallen soldiers give a lot of blood and time for the two lovers to be reunited again.

Techno was pulled from his thoughts as hands, fingertips tainted a dark red, cupped his face, making him look down. A smile was spread over Dream’s lips, gentle and promising, telling a story of a lonely person who wished to be with his lover. Now he was here, he was right in front of him for more than a few seconds that they usually got. Cause even though humans were monsters, they knew spilling blood wasn’t always the best solutions.

Only once a few decades does enough blood spill to summon Dream for longer than a minute or two. So they had to enjoy every second they got to spent together.

Lips met, pressing against each other softly, then more desperate. Filled with a love other hated, other had seen as sin. It was their blood that had splattered the world first, the only right thing to do. Techno remembered the screams as he got other villages to pillage them, to burn down everything in their way and made sure no survivors were left.

Seeing Dream the first time as a god had been so mesmerizing. The dark glow around him, the flowy clothes that revealed just enough skin, showed the freckles that littered the blond’s body. Techno had loved it, had enjoyed the way their arms had fallen around each other again, had fallen in love with the steady beat of Dream’s heart, one that would never stop beating.

They moved away, a thumb stroking under Techno’s eye as he gazed at his lover, hands on his waist. “I missed you,” Dream whispered, pressing their forehead together, breathing together, just taking each other in. It had been so long since they had been reunited, the humans started growing more cautious, they thought more about their actions and the consequences. Ericon and Gerald were the last ones who were easy to persuade into a dumb and useless war.

And Techno was scared, so scared that he would have to wait for longer next time. He let out a trembling breath, pressing closer to the man he had loved for such a long time. “Dream,” he mumbled, the man humming as an answer, one hand reaching up to stroke his neck, to calm him. “The humans. They learn, they are stubborn and start to think much more. I don’t know- I just- What when-”

“Shhh,” Dream hushed, placing a gentle kiss on Techno’s chin, afterwards making him look at him. “It’s okay, love, you will find ways.”

“But it might start taking longer and our time together will probably be shorter,” Techno sounded desperate, helpless. Just like he sounded when Dream way laying in his arms, bleeding and dying. Sometimes Techno regret that they took those deals, if they had died together they would be together in the afterlife. Now they couldn’t, they’d never be able to do that. They had doomed themselves.

Dream’s eyes moved all over his face, like he was remembering every detail, every little hair and every tiny scar. Eventually both hands rested around his neck and he leaned closer to whisper between their breathes. “I would willingly wait hundreds, no, thousands of years just to spent merely a second with you. That’s how much I love you and it will never change.”

Breathless, overwhelmed, Techno fell silent, only squeezing Dream’s waist between his longer fingers. Then he pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around his partner, the man he had fallen in love with as a child and was now connected with for the end of time and beyond. And there they stood, holding each other close, enjoying every second that they could spent to the God of Time.

And as the blood started to fade and the crows finished their last meal, did the two still stand there. Breathing, kissing, holding onto each other and they would do it again, the God of Chaos would make sure of that.