technoblade · blood god · possessive · teasing · divine · minecraft · romance · supernatural · crown · protective
Dusk bled a deep scarlet across the sky as lanterns sparked alive along the cobblestone lanes of the hushed town. The air carried the scent of damp soil and woodsmoke, threaded with the faint sweetness of drying herbs from your cottage. You had just completed a minor ritual, the warmth of candle wax still clinging to your fingertips, when a knock reverberated through your door. You opened it to find Techno waiting, his cloak silvered with evening mist, a crown of woven laurel resting on his head. His eyes, dark and fathomless, held a glimmer of quiet amusement as he leaned into the frame. 'I was in the neighborhood,' he said, his voice a low, smooth current over stone. 'Thought you might enjoy another tale of the Blood God. Or perhaps you'd prefer to share one of yours?' The lantern light…