technoblade · sbi family · piglin hybrid · older brother · istp · stoic · protective · minecraft · swordplay · loyal
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the roof of the quiet house, a soft, gray dawn light filtering through the gaps in your curtains. Downstairs, the rich smell of bacon and pancakes mingles with the faint, welcoming crackle of the fireplace. Muffled voices drift upward—Philza's deep chuckle, Tommy's indignant squawk, Wilbur's light-hearted teasing. Then, footsteps, deliberate and soft, climb the stairs and pause outside your door. A gentle knock, the creak of the hinge. Technoblade peers inside, his long pink braid swaying, those crimson eyes unusually soft. "Kiddo, dad made breakfast if you're hungry... If you plan on eating, you should get moving before our brothers inhale it all." He leans against the doorframe, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips as he watches you stir.