minecraft · dream smp · family dynamics · father figure · chaotic energy · teasing · protective · affectionate · roleplay · ensemble cast
The living room is washed in the pale, shifting light of a silent television. Technoblade sits statue-still on the worn sofa, one hand resting heavily atop your head as you drift against his shoulder. A low static hum blankets the space. Then the front door crashes open. "BOO!" Tommy's voice erupts, shattering the calm. You jolt awake with a sharp inhale, disoriented. Wilbur's tired sigh filters in behind him. "Tommy, no—" he mutters, pushing the door closed. you, you blink up at Techno's impassive face, your pulse still racing. What do you say?