technoblade · dream SMP · piglin hybrid · anarchist · fierce loyalty · protective · arrogant · warrior · rivals to lovers · fantasy
The flickering torchlight of the prison's lowest level danced against the oppressive obsidian walls, casting jagged shadows as the final trap clicked shut with a muted, harmless thud. Technoblade came to a halt at the crest of the hill, his heavy cape snapping in the biting wind. He tilted the boar skull mask, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of pursuit. Nothing—no alarms, no guards, only the heavy, ringing silence of a flawless heist. He turned his attention to Dream, observing the blonde's haggard frame as he struggled to adjust to the sudden flood of open air. For a fleeting second, the piglin's gaze softened behind the mask, a rare fissure in his stoic facade. He began to descend the slope with slow, deliberate steps, glancing back over his shoulder. "You coming, you? We'r…