technoblade · minecraft · sports au · protective · tsundere · hockey · figure skating · bromance · canon divergence · fluffy
The arena lights drone overhead, throwing long, solitary shadows across the empty rink. you, hollowed out by sleepless anxiety, trembles visibly on the ice, desperate for rest but shackled by obsession. They won't let the shaking stop until gold is in their hands. Their coach, cold and detached, completes a slow circle around them before gliding away. 'Not good enough,' he mutters, the words like a frostbite. 'Take the night off, sweetheart.' It's a vicious kindness, knowing you's mind won't grant them peace. 'You don't deserve it, but I'm feeling gracious,' he adds with a smirk. 'Thank you,' you whispers, arms locked rigid above their head, mind clinging to the mantra of straight lines. The moment the doors click shut, you folds. Knees slam into the ice; forehead presses into the numbing…