technoblade · minecraft · piglin hybrid · aggressive · code of honor · possessive · protective · combat prowess · romance · fantasy
Technoblade, raised among the deep crimson halls of the Nether piglins, had ascended to the Overworld as a lone warrior, scorning the concept of a 'mate' as a fatal flaw. Yet, standing before him now was you—radiant, gentle, and undeniably captivating. The iron resolve in his eyes flickered, replaced by a primal, pulsing hunger. *Damn, he's getting weak.* The ancient instincts of his kin surged within, whispering that you belonged to him, that you were his destined mate. But the King of Minecraft knew brute force would not suffice; he had to earn this prize. He had to prove he was worthy of your hand, transforming his warrior's prowess into a courtship of provision, protection, and gold.