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fight-the-corn · 3 months

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sbi (tcfsv) x reader part 4

The next time I woke up, I was in a soft bed. I looked around the room. I didn't recognize it at all. What had happened? Then, I remember my mom kicking me out. I remember sitting in the snow. I remember the Blade picking me up and bring warm. I remember the cold. Holy shit. Was I in a random hotel somewhere? I look around. It didn't look like a hotel. I stand up, slightly wobbly. What time was it? What day was it? Where the hell am I? I quickly walk to the hall. I'm still in my clothes from when I left, but now I had a warm bathrobe wrapped around me too.

I opened the door and realized that I was in a house. Who's house could I be in? I walked out into the hall, towards a staircase. I decided I should probably go down, I might find someone. It was slightly dark in the house, but not like a nighttime dark, more like a stormy or cloudy dark. When I send down the stairs, I found an empty living room, so I walked past it. I heard noise further down the hall so I kept padding along. I found a kitchen and I saw a man in it. He was unfamiliar. All of a sudden, I realized: I don't know the rules of this house. Would I get in trouble for being here? Am I allowed to be in the kitchen? Was I even allowed to have left my room? I was debating going into the kitchen when a head poked around the corner. He saw me and smiled.

"Hey mate! I thought I heard someone coming! Come on in, I'll make you something! How are you feeling?"

He seemed nice at first glance. He had longer blond hair, and a friendly demeanor. He was older, old enough to be my dad, if I had to guess. The thought made me nervous. I didn't want to upset him this quickly, so I followed quietly, sitting down at a smaller dining table.

"I was just making some food, are you hungry? I have plenty extra. By the way, I'm Phil."

" Oh, I'm ok. I'll be fine. And nice to meet you, I'm Olivia."

I was still trying to be as quiet and polite as possible. He was quiet while he finished cooking, then turned with two plates, setting one in front of me and the other before him.

"So, mate, how are you feeling? "

"I'm very well, thank you for letting me stay here. May I ask how long I've been here for?"

Phil smiled, but it has some pity in it. "Three days. You gave us quite a scare when you showed up. "

My eyes widen. "Oh my god I'm so sorry, I've completely overstayed my welcome, I'm so sorry for any trouble I've caused you, thank you so much for letting me stay, I'll be out of your hair now." I stood up quickly.

"Mate, relax. Please sit. You're fine. We know the Blade, when he told us he had a half dead teen girl who needed a place to stay, we were happy to take you in. You're welcome to stay for as long as you want. "

I slowly sit back down. "What do you mean half dead?"

"You showed up with frostbite on your hands and feet, and lots of minor injuries on you that I have no idea how you got. If I had to guess, you had a mild concussion as well. You were passed out from hypothermia as well."

"Did you have to buy anything? I don't have a lot of money, but I can pay you back if you give me some time-"

"Nope, you don't have to do that. We didn't have to buy anything, just wrapped you up in warm things and gave your body time to heal. And again, we would love it if you stayed here for a while, you seem very nice and we want to make sure you're recovering well."

I nod. "Thank you, again, thank you so much. I don't think I would have made it through the night of you hadn't taken me in."

Phil smiled sadly. "You definitely wouldn't have. If I can ask, why were you outside in the first place?"

I started chewing on my lower lip. "Did the Blade tell you anything about me before he left?"

"Nope, told us he owed you a favor and you called it in asking for a warm place. He wanted to make sure you were ok, but he didn't tell us much. "

"Oh, ok." I pause for a second, debating how much I should tell him. He seems nice but I don't want him to call CPS or anything. "Um, I got in a big fight with my mom, and I ended up leaving."

He looked at me critically for a second, like he didn't believe me. "Not the smartest choice, mate, I have to say. especially in 15 degree weather. "

I hung my head. "I realize that now."

All of a sudden, we were interrupted by quick footsteps down the hall. A blond boy, looking about my age, maybe a bit older, ran in, chased by a brunette man. Both of them stop when they see me.

"WOMAN ALERT!" The boy yells.

"Tommy!" The brunette hisses, slapping a hand over the younger's mouth. Then, he turns to me and says, "Hello! I'm Wilbur, this is Tommy. Sorry, he's never talked to a girl before." Suddenly he jerks his hand back. "Ow! You dick! Dad, he bit me!"

"You're a bitch Wilbur. I've talked to many girls before." He grins at me. "I have millions of wives."

I giggle. "Congratulations."

Phil speaks up. "These are 2 of my 3 sons, Wilbur and Tommy. Boys, this is Olivia. I don't believe you've met Techno. Actually, Tommy, go tell him to come down and be social for a bit."

Tommy grins mischievously. "Oh, he'll love that."

That makes me nervous. I glance at Phil. "If he doesn't want to, that's fine, I can meet him later. No issue, I don't mind, I don't want to trouble him."

Wilbur was the one to wave me off. "Don't worry about it. He'll be happy to see that you're awake. It'll be good for him to come down too."

Tommy runs off to grab Techno, and I'm sitting with Wilbur and Phil. Wilbur smiles mischievously. "So, Olivia, how old are you?"

"I'm sixteen."

The smirk dropped off Wilbur's face. Did I say something wrong?

"I'm sorry, is that bad? I can be mature, I won't act like a kid or anything."

"No! No. You're fine. I just thought you'd be... Older, that's all."

Wilbur was still looking a bit bothered, but I chose not to bring it up any more. All of a sudden, Tommy came in leading a large man with pink hair, who looked a lot like...

The Blade?

#techno x reader #technoblade x reader

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angelscherryblossoms · 6 months

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DSMP one-shot kind of based on TCFSV

(slightly based on Tommyinnit's Clinic for Super Villians. it's not that good I was just bored so decided to write this short one-shot)

L'Manburg. A nation that had been through literal hell. So imagine how much more chaotic it would be if the characters had superpowers

Third person pov:

Tommy was walking back to his apartment after a shift at his job of a multi-million dollar company that helps supply food around the world at affordable prices. That's right, he works at McDonald's. Anyway, Tommy was on his way back to his apartment where he would collapse onto his bed and fall into a peaceful slumber. But he's Tommy, of course this wouldn't happen. He found himself hiding behind a car while the top three villains fought against the top three heroes. Tommy watched from behind the car as the battle went on in the middle of the deserted street. Siren fought against Flame, Blade fought against Dream, and Zephryus fought against 404. Siren was simply using his powers to control Flame and make him attack 404, who now had to hold up against Zephyrus and Flame. Blade was dodging any attacks Dream threw at him. Tommy didn't like the heroes, definitely, but he also didn't agree with some of the things the villains did. This was one of them. Like, if you're going to start a fight, do it somewhere more convenient for Tommy, because he's a big man that wants to go home. Tommy just has to wait for this fight to, either, end or be directed to a different area. Apparently the gods have it out for Tommy, because the fight moves closer to him. So close to the point Zephyrus sees him. Tommy just accepts his fate. He's going to die. He's going to die before he gets to drink, or smoke, or get all the woman. But most importantly, he's going to die before he can tell Tubbo and Ranboo how much they mean to him, he's going to die before he can live. But Zephyrus doesn't kill him. Zephyrus hides him, and gives him a chance to run away. So Tommy does, and he runs like hell. He runs until he can't run any further, and that happens to take him to an alleyway, where he collapses and just lays there, looking at the night sky from the dirty concrete floor.

Zephryus/Phil pov:

I was fighting 404 and jumped back to avoid him touching me. As soon as he touchs someone, it's over and his powers put you to sleep. I happen to glance to my side and see a teen boy with curly blonde hair hiding behind a car. He also sees me, but he doesn't seem terrified. He sort of just stares at me and seems to be thinking to himself. I turn my back to him, spreading my wings and looking at 404. I hope the kid understood and ran, because after a few seconds I took off to the sky's, continueing with the fight.

#dsmp imagine #dsmp au #dsmp #tcfsv #tcfsv fanfic #dsmp tcfsv #tommyinnit #philza minecraft #dream #georgenotfound #sapnap #dsmp one-shot #one-shot #lazy story #bad writing

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fight-the-corn · 3 months

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tcfsv sbi x reader part 5

Techno. Phil's "third son". That is the Blade, right there. I'd know the man who saved my life anywhere.

I can't let him know I know. That could end very badly. So I smile, say "hello" and "nice to meet you". I introduced myself, let him think he tricked me. I sit with them quietly, listening to them talk, answering questions every now and then when it's required. And I process the new information.

After some time, the family dispersed. I went back to the room I was staying in. I knew I couldn't stay for much longer, that would be rude, but I would stay here for as long as I could. Maybe it was selfish of me, but I wanted to be looked at the way this family looked at each other. Lovingly.

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That night, Phil knocked on my door. He told me that they were going to have dinner before they had to go work. I was welcome to join.

I went down happily, hoping on basking in the family's positive energy for one last night before I left. Techno and I set the table while Wilbur and Tommy bickered. Then we all sat as Phil brought over the plates of lasagna he had made.

I mostly listened as the conversation flowed, laughing more than I ever remember laughing in my life. I loved Tommy's joyful young energy, Wilbur's sarcastic jokes and snarky comments, and Techno's dry but witty lines that weren't common, but were hilarious when he used them. Phil mediated but joked right along side everyone. God, I was going to miss this. The longer I stayed, the less I wanted to go back to the life I knew before.

Soon, dinner came to an end. They had to leave for work. I offered to clean up, but Phil denied, saying they'd take care of it when they got home. However, I think we both knew I'd do it as soon as they left. They were rushing out the door then, even Tommy. I was curious what work they had where they brought their child.

I cleaned the kitchen then opened my phone to scroll. On the news, I saw a villain fight was live. I clicked the link to watch the live. Hang on. That was Blade. No, that was Techno. Suddenly, it clicked. Work. They were supervillains. That was their job. That meant...

The healer, Apollo's, bright blond hair was recognizable to the point where I wonder why I hadn't made the connection earlier. Tommy? And the smile on Siren was so clearly the one I had just sat across from as I ate, that was Wilbur, so that left the Angel of Death as Phil. God, I would never have thought. They were so kind, so gentle, nothing that I would have expected of a supervillain family.

Then, I realized. They are a supervillain family. They were repaying a favor they owed me. This wasn't a thing they would just do. This was only repaying one kindness with another. And I had been there for for days. I needed to leave. I resolved to head out the next morning, to not overstay my welcome any longer.

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I went to bed before they got home. When I got up in the morning, I found I was the third awake. Techno and Phil were speaking in low voices in the kitchen when I went down. They stopped when I entered. I greeted them and was greeted in return, and passed a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast. I thanked them. It was quiet for a moment. Then, I broke the silence.

"I was going to go home today, if that's okay?"

Phil looked suprised. "You sure mate? You're welcome to stay here for as long as you want, you know that right?"

"Yeah, I was just thinking my parents are probably worried."

Techno huffs. I hold myself back from wincing. I forgot he knew what my family was like, and could definitely see through the lie. Oh well. He won't call me on it.

We clearly aren't on the same wavelength. "You sure? You turned up with a lot of weird bruises. You can stay if you want. At least until you're fully healed."

I shake my head. "It's fine. I'll be fine. I can handle it myself, but thank you so much for your guys' kindness."

Phil smiles. "Of course, little one."

Normally, I'd complain about the nickname. But the way he says it, there's no malice or underlying jab. It's just...nice. My heart hurts. I'm going to miss them so much.

Techno speaks a moment later. "At least wait until Wil and Tommy are up. They'll want to say goodbye. We can all drop you off."

"Oh, no, it's okay, I can get home myself -"

Phil cuts me off. "It's fine mate, I want to meet your parents anyways. They must be wonderful people to have raised such a lovely kid."

He knows too. I could just tell, with the tone of his voice. But I can't say no. So I nod, and pray to whoever may be out there that my parents will at least act like they're fit to raise a child for the next day or so.

But deep down, a part of me hopes they dont, because this family doesn't seem like the type to abandon someone in a place like that.

#techno x reader

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fight-the-corn · 3 months

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TCFSV SBI x reader part 3

Seasons changed from Autumn to winter. Times has still been rough for me. I hadn't seen The Blade for about a month and a half. I was still bruised, still breaking, but I kept his words at heart. I knew he could take care of the people that had caused me so much pain, but I was scared. Scared of losing them-they were all I knew. Scared of the responsibility of living in my own at sixteen, scared I might be out into the foster system. There were too many things that scared me about the situation. I just didn't know what to do.

December 7th was when my world changed.

It was a relatively normal day for me so far. I got out of bed, went to school, came home. It had been snowing for the past few days. The roads were banked with at least a foot. It was cold, very cold. The weather app would say something like 15 degrees, but it felt like hell had frozen over. For me, maybe it had. Maybe I was trapped in with the creatures of the night.

I got home to yelling. Again, nothing unusual. Slipped up to my room. Did my homework. By the time I finished, it was about 6pm? 7pm? I don't remember. I went downstairs to get some food. That's where I went wrong.

My mom was standing in the kitchen. I greeted her quietly, eyes down. She didn't respond.

"May I have some food, mother?"

She looked up. Her eyes were rimmed red. She was clearly high at the moment.

"You-you fuck... Fucking whore!" She slurred. She grabbed my wrist. This itself wasn't where I had an issue. I was used to this behavior.

"Mother, do you need something? Can I help you with anything?"

" get out of my house. We have friends over tonight. They'll be using your room. "

"What? Mother, it's freezing outside! I can't spend the night out there!"

"You can and you will. You sure as hell won't be in this house tonight. "

She threw a coat at me. "Out!"

She shoved me towards the door. I stumbled, still in shock. "you're kicking me out? It's 15 degrees!"

She didn't respond, just walked to the door in front of me and opened it.

"If you don't leave right now, it'll be worse. And if you hang around here, I'm calling the cops. Now fuck off."

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Techno wasn't worried about her. He didn't think about her. He didn't think about the fear in her eyes of the bruises on her face. If Wilbur or Tommy teased him, he'd say he just didn't want to owe anyone anything. Phil would look at him smiling. One time he tried to lecture Techno on emotions and how they were important and totally fine. He didn't stand for that. He was not attached to the girl. It's not like he was ready to take out the pair of assholes who called themselves parents at any second, as soon as she gave the okay. Totally not. He just didn't like that she had to live a life like that. so he gave her the Syndicate number.

Now, the Syndicate number is somewhat of a business number. Phil had the phone that it called, but he usually left it in the kitchen, so if it rang, whoever was closest would pick it up. Usually, the Syndicate used it for buisness, tip offs, and favors. It rarely rang.

So Techno stepped back. Didn't visit again. Tried to leave it be until she decided what she wanted. It wasn't until December 7th, at around 10 pm, did the Syndicate phone go off.

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It was getting late. It had been dark for at least 4 hours. It had felt like the temperature was continually dropping for the first three hours. Now, it just hurt. Everything hurt. I was shaking but I wasn't cold. I sat down against a wall for a minute, then decided I needed to keep moving. When I tried to stand, I couldn't move my muscles. My fingers were starting to turn blue. It hit me then, if I stayed out, I wouldn't survive the night. I wanted to cry. I was scared. Lonely. Cold. I had no plan. I didn't know what to do.

Then, I remembered the favor.

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It just so happened that Wilbur wanted some hot chocolate. He was hearing up milk when the Syndicate phone rang. Not startled, but slightly surprised, he went to answer it. They weren't awaiting any calls. What surprised him even more was the voice on the other end after he spoke.

"Hello, may I ask who's calling?"

"Can I please speak to Blade?"

It must be the girl that Techno had given a favor to. He hadn't said much about her, just that he owed her a favor and she was under his protection. She sounded young. And cold. He could hear her teeth chattering on the other end of the line.

"May I ask who's calling?"

"I'm Olivia."

" Alright, give me one sec. "

Wilbur went to walk up the stairs. Techno was in his room. Wilbur knocked on the door, and smugly looked at Techno.

"You have a call."

" What? "

"A certain girl called asking for you. You may want to get it?"

Techno stood and quickly walked down stairs. Wilbur followed, wanting to see if unfold.

"Hello? "

Techno spoke into the phone. Wilbur could hear her voice through the phone.

"Is this Blade?"

"Yes. What do you need."

"Um, can I call in my favor? "

" I don't know, can you?"

"is that a yes or a no? If it's a no, um, that's ok, I'm sorry I bothered-"

"Its a yes. What do you need."

"Oh. Um, can I ask for you to set me up with a warm place for the night? Or is that too much?"

Wilbur stopped smirking. A warm place? Really? She had access to all the Syndicate resources and she asked for one night somewhere warm? What was this?

"Nah, that's not too much. We can do that. What are you thinking? Hotel?"

" Um, I'm not particular. I don't want to trouble you. Just somewhere to go where my fingers won't be blue anymore. "

She sounded like she was trying to make a joke, but even through the phone Wilbur could hear the fearful undertones. Wilbur froze. He saw Techno did too. Was she outside? In this weather? With the wind and the snow?

"Can I ask where you are right now, Olivia?" Techno speaks into the phone, voice more urgent.

"I'm on Logsteadshire road. "

" Outside? "

"Yeah"

"And how long have you been there?"

"About 2 hours? Maybe 3?"

Wilbur spoke up now, whispering to Techno. "i'll get a guest room ready. Bring her here. "

Techno nods.

"I'm coming to get you. I need you to walk around, don't stop until I get to you, okay?"

" I can't stand up though. I'm too cold. "

Techno swears under his breath, rushing to the car. "Ok. Can you try?"

" it's ok, I'm sleepy. I'll just take a nap until you get here. "

"No, Olivia, I need you to try to stand, okay? At least keep talking to me."

" Ok. Actually, I changed my mind. You don't need to come get me. "

Technoblade was already speeding towards where you were, but he asks why to try to keep you talking. "Why is that?"

" I'm not even that cold anymore. "

This makes him press the gas harder.

"Then can you try to stand up?"

" Mmmmhmmm. "

It was quiet for a second.

"My legs aren't working. I can't feel them."

"That's ok, I'm almost to you. Then, we'll get you to a nice warm fire, and you'll have lots of blankets, okay?"

"Mkay. That sounds nice."

He turns the corner on to Logsteadshire Road, slowing his speed to look for you. You come into view, huddled in the snow. He jumps out of the car, quickly walking over to you. He reached down, picking you up. God, you're freezing. He sets you in the passenger seat, then goes around and gets himself in. You're still talking into the phone, so he reached over and buckled you up, then took the phone gently out of your hand.

"Hi Olivia. I'm here."

"Blade! I didn't know if you were going to come!"

"I owed you a favor, of course I came. We have a good place for you, we'll be there soon. You're gonna be okay."

"Thank you. Thank you so much for doing this, I'm sorry for bothering you. "

"It's fine. Just rest, you're safe."

Soon, he looks over, and she's asleep in the passenger seat. Quietly, under his breath, he mutters, " I'm glad you did call. "

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fight-the-corn · 4 months

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syndicate!sbi (tcfsv) x abused reader

It had been a rough night. I hadn't eaten all day, and my mom had been pissed off about something or other. To Top it all off, she was drunk off her ass too. Because of this, I was now struggling to my room, multiple new bruises and burn marks from cigarettes. Thank God my dad was out for the night, at least I only have her to deal with. I get to my door, open it with a sigh of relief, and collapse into my room. I lay on the floor for a second before I feel a hand over my mouth. My eyes widen in panic, struggling to turn and see who the hell is in my room.

"Shut up and be still or you'll regret it" a metallic voice speaks from behind me.

I do my best to nod. No use fighting. A voice changer means one of three things. Hero, villain, or vigilante. Heros don't ever patrol this part of town. I'm alone with either a villain or vigilante. After a second the voice speaks again.

"Look, I'm not going to hurt you if you don't give me a reason to, but if you scream when I let go, I won't refrain from killing you. Got it?"

I nod again. vigilantes don't usually threaten your life. That leaves one left. I have a villain in my room. The arms holding me down slowly let go. I don't scream. I slowly turn around. The Blade stands behind me. I do a double take.

"Not to be rude, but why are you here?" I ask, still trying to gain my breath.

" hero fight went downhill. Layin' low for now. Your window was the closest. "

Great. Great. Great. Ok, what do I do. Can I kick him out? Will he be offended? Probably.

"Um, are you okay? Do you... Need anything? I don't know, what should I do with you here?" I ask, still unsure.

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm fine. You don't look like you could say the same."

Fuck. He saw. Not that I could hide it.

"oh, I'm good! Just a little clumsy, is all. It's ok. " I put on a fake smile, praying that he wouldn't question it.

"You must be a special kind of clumsy if you can call face first into someone's hand hard enough to leave a mark." He gave me a look that said "don't bullshit me".

"look, just leave it alone. Please? "

he didn't say anything, just nodded. After a few seconds of silence he spoke again.

"i'll head out in five of so minutes. "

"Okay."

" thanks for not turning me in. "

"no problem "

"Look. Now I owe you one, for not reporting me."

My eyes widen . "No! No, that's not why I did this. You don't have to do that."

" too late. I already did. "

And with that, he was out the window.

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