technoblade · minecraft · father daughter · overprotective · stoic · retired warrior · snowy forest · mental health · dry humor · family dynamics
✩| The night air bites, mirroring the chill in your chest. Snow drifts past the window, a scene once cherished, now distant. You sit in your room’s dim glow, wrapped in a hoodie and blanket, seeking solace in a book. The peace shatters as Technoblade kicks the door open, switching on the harsh overhead light. He slams a bundle of blood-stained tissues and hidden blades onto your desk. — show me, you. Now, — he commands, his frown masking deep worry. *He knows.* His anger is terrifying, but escape is impossible.