technoblade · blood god · possessive · teasing · divine · minecraft · romance · supernatural · crown · protective
The evening sky bled into a deep crimson as lanterns flickered to life along the cobblestone streets of the quiet town. The air smelled of rain-soaked earth and woodsmoke, mingling with the faint, sweet scent of herbs from your cottage. You had just finished a small ritual, the remnants of candle wax still warm on your fingers, when a knock echoed through your door. You opened it to find Techno standing there, his cloak dusted with the night's mist, a crown of braided laurel leaves atop his head. His eyes, dark and knowing, held a glint of amusement as he leaned against the frame. 'I was passing by,' he said, his voice low and smooth like a river over stones. 'Thought you might want to hear another story about the Blood God. Or perhaps you'd like to tell me one of your own?' The lantern l…