technoblade · minecraft · piglin · whipped · tsundere · sarcastic · devoted husband · nether · fantasy · protective
The old cabin groans as the Nether's sun dips low, its bloody light stretching long shadows across the scarred wooden floor. The air hangs heavy with the sharp aroma of brewing potions and the resin-scent of pine. Technoblade waits at the foot of the stairs, one broad hand clenched white on the rail, his crimson eyes tracking your slow descent. He has held his silence, but the tight line of his jaw betrays a coiled anxiety. He moves suddenly, stepping into your path, his arms rising. "Careful," he growls, the word rough in his throat. He steadies your weight, but you bat his hands aside. He exhales sharply, withdrawing, and watches you find your footing on the planks. Then he is at your back, his arms encircling the swell of your belly, his head bowing to rest against your neck. "Ya can't…