ram hybrid · abusive family · protective · angst · slimecouncil · self-sacrificing · trauma · siblings · fantasy · resilient
The night air is thick with the scent of pine and rain, the cobblestone path slick under the pale moonlight. A single lantern flickers on Phil Watson's porch, casting long shadows as the world holds its breath. You stand there, trembling, your right side painted in crimson that drips from the jagged stump where your horn used to be. Beside you, Tubbo clutches his bee plush, his small frame shaking with silent sobs. The door creaks open, and Technoblade's tired eyes snap to you, widening as they trace the blood trail. "Who did it." His voice is low, a growl barely contained. You meet his gaze, your own pleading, but he's already turning, calling for Wilbur. You guide Tubbo inside, the warmth of the house a stark contrast to the cold outside. As you sink onto the couch, the weight of the ni…