#punznoblade

[misty-doodles]

What is a consistent techno design? Anyways these three mean everything to me do you see the vision.

This was inspired by this post, love them <33.

[al3x3i]

So like, I was thinking all day yesterday about c!drunznoblade (the brainrot is real) and I really like somebody’s hcs about Techno covering his two partners in gold as a love language. I also read about the fact that Punz bit as a love language (I think it was for a hybrid thing), but then I wondered: how does Techno’s voices affects his relationship? From what I remember, Techno hears them constantly, they’re just calmer sometimes or when some people are there. And I guess I wondered how much his thirst for blood affected his personal relationships, like, would the voices ask for his partners’ blood immediately? Would they overthink their actions? Would they pick and nick at every little detail? Techno’s voices are a part of him and I want to hear your thoughts on that (:

Thanks for reading

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So you know wolf/dog punz is great because of the symbolism of loyalty, right?

Well punz as a fox hybrid, whom often mate for life but aren't monogamous, is also peak along with being generally cunning and smart, and I need to share this with somebody so you're my victim

Oh no I'm being influenced here a little bit.

I will say wolf c!Punz is my boy above all bc of that loyalty and devotion to c!Dream and because I love dog boys but I absolutely see a world for fox Punz. I think it'd especially work with their background as a mercenary, tending to be loner types that only trust a select few. I think there'd still be a lot of similarities between them, specializing in hunting type commissions bc of enhanced smell and hearing and obviously being mainly carnivorous.

And yes still very sly and cunning on stealth missions to gather information. It'd make more sense for the kind of body type I hc them with, a little skinnier than Dream and ofc shorter but with those big fuck off ears. Now I'm wondering though the kind of fox, probably Arctic? Just like the foxes Techno has.......

And yes mating for life <3 it'd still be jarring and surprising for him to feel how in love he is with both of them but he wouldn't trade it for the world, he'd do absolutely anything to keep them safe <333

[misty-doodles]

Techno looks so derpy in the background but I love them

Draw your OT3 like this

[misty-doodles]

Go for it, TechnoBlade!

Sketches under cut

[misty-doodles]

Drunznoblade headcanons

I don't know if anyone else has done it since it's a fairly small ship, but goddamn it I've got thoughts about these three.

Due to his piglin instincts, Techno continuously thinks Dream and Punz's hair is gold, even if he logically knows otherwise. He loves running his fingers through it or just staring.

Techno's love language is definitely gift giving and receiving. Bro loves giving his boyfriends hand made blades or jewelry, all including gold of course. Something about seeing his lovers in the things he made just makes him happy.

Punz has a lot of piercings and tends to get a lot of the jewelry that Techno makes. He is also the one who knows the kind of jewelry that Techno wears and has enough handy skill to make rings and bracelets.

Punz's love language is definitely acts of service. Being a mercenary, there's no better way to know if they like a person than if they do things for free. They love making their partners' day easier. They're probably the second best cook next to Techno (Dream has been banned from the kitchen) and usually wake earliest to make everyone breakfast

Isn't supper into physical touch but secretly treasures all the simple gestures of affection they receive. Type to get flustered by non conventional affection for sure.

Dream's love language is absolutely physical touch. Whether it's hand holding or casual touches on the arm or hugs and kisses and cuddles, all he wants is to be touching the people he loves. Its not exclusive to Punz and Techno, but it's probably more apparent.

Dream is the biggest instigator of PDA, though usually only techno is up for it. He just likes to hold hands, man.

On the rare occasion all three are together for the night (they're busy people with different sleeping schedules) you can bet they're in some form of a cuddle pile. Techno almost always ends up being used as a pillow since he's that much bigger than them.

Techno runs hot and Dream tends to be colder, so Punz will gravitate to one of them depending on the temperature.

Techno is the most possessive out of the three (part of why he loves making them wearable gifts) and doesn't take kindly to others flirting with his boyfriends.

Neither Punz or Techno know what hybrid type Dream is outside of him having End origins. Dream will never tell them, mostly because he finds their guessing funny.

They're so in sync due to their constant training and love of pvp that having to face all three in battle is basically a suicide mission.

Punz is always the braincell holder. Dream and Techno always get stupider when together.

[misty-doodles]

Okay, so pre-established drunz & pre-established dreamnoblade are great ways to start a drunznoblade fic, but have you considered secretly dating pre-established punznoblade?

Have you considered Punz allying himself with Techno post red banquet? That Punz is lost and down a life and really fucking missing dream? (maybe he already feels for him, but can't admit it) That Techno appreciates the other on some level for saving him that day and extends a had? That they're connected by their mutual care for Dream despite everything, already planning to get him back before ever knowing what happens inside those walls?

The soft nights by the fire, the trust that neither are used to that's built between them, the way Punz looks like gold when the morning light hits him, the easy way Techno can read the other. How simple they find life together.

Have you considered the fear Punz might feel when Techno willingly enters a trap, and doesn't return? That he would pace the field overlooking the vault, struck with the knowledge that the people he cares most about are in there? How, when techno is returned to his arms, shaken and panicked as he mumbles "they're torturin' him,", It's all he can do not to storm into Pandora and retrieve Dream himself.

That the Syndicate can barely hold back the duo from doing some rash just long enough to form a plan. Punz feels sick with the knowledge that he has to hide his alliances. Techno can't quite reassure him.

Have you considered them both next to Dream post escape, blood soaked bandages around him, with the promise to protect him with their lives?

[misty-doodles]

Drunznoblade headcanons but agere!

Lol I adore adore age regression in writing and am here to normalize it more bc fuck you it's nice.

Techno is defo the caregiver, with Deam and Punz both being littles. Dream would have known he regressed long before he met either of them, having done so since his late teen years.

Dream regresses to around toddler-ish age, about 4 years old, and has a love for very soft things and toys. Talks a mile a minute but half of what he says is unintelligible.

Punz would only start exploring little space after having seen and helped Dream, and regresses to about 2 or 3. He is nervous and worries about being seen as a copy, but Dream n Techno obviously don't care. In fact, Dream is over the moon to play with another little.

Punz is nonverbal while regressed, uses a pacifier, and clings to Techno a lot of the time. He loves being carried about and being swaddled in Techno's cloak. His favorite nap spot is cuddled on techno's lap.

Techno is such a damn softy for his littles and we all know that. He would spoil them rotten and give them everything they could ever want, because he just loves this side of them. He won't say it out loud, but it's such a relief for him that there's something that can remove the tension from their shoulders in a way nothing else can.

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couldn't do as much as i would've liked but i did manage to get smth out for day 3 of @dteamomegaverse week :') (very late ik but i'm doing my best) ((also also heavily inspired by @misty-doodles post on fox c!Punz an absolute cutie and joy to write))

Techno was going to have a heart attack. It was inevitable. This would be the end of him. This, of all things, would be how Technoblade died. His mates were just too cute. The smallest of which was Punz, the main culprit, just snoozing away like Techno wasn't having heart palpitations.

"He got all tired after making the fort," Dream quietly explained, running his fingers through their ash blond hair. He was propped up by an elbow, pressed to their back and the most loving look in his eye.

"Heat's gonna be soon then, huh?" Techno said more than asked because he knew quite intimately his cycle schedule. Sometimes it helped to be a nerd that read up on all the animals he owned, especially the foxes.

"Might even be tomorrow. His forehead feels hot."

Besides the usual scent and mood changes that any omega goes through, being a fox hybrid meant Punz did more than just extra blankets and pillows in bed. They transformed a corner of the bedroom into an entire fort made out of all the blankets, (Techno's) clothes, and cushions in the house, the closest thing they could get to a den without literally burrowing underground.

It also meant, as a self-soothing behavior like many distressed foxes, they slept curled into a ball hugging his big bushy tail. The same shade as the snow of their home biome, and softer than freshly fallen powder. His tall ears, decorated in gold rings and diamond studs, flicked whenever Dream brushed against them. Part rabbit as he was, Dream was more than happy to help their omega build his temporary home for the next five or so days. (And yes, Techno also researched rabbit behaviors and habits as well. That wasn't even a question.)

"How long he been out?" Techno asked, keeping his voice quiet as he crawled into the makeshift den and took his spot on the other side of Punz.

"Dunno, maybe an hour or two? Not long," Dream murmured back. He'd moved his hand to idly rest on their hip, allowing them to rest undisturbed.

Seeing as Punz was currently curled up on top of Techno's cape he wore on the coldest of Arctic days, effectively preventing the piglin from going outside to accomplish his routine duties, Techno didn't feel too bad taking over where Dream left off. It wasn't his fault he was born unable to resist the beckoning call of those golden rings. Earrings Techno had gifted them to match with the ones on Dream's ears.

They hummed in their sleep, unconsciously detecting the new source of warmth and scooting closer to seek it out. Dream moved as well, arms around their waist, effectively squishing the fox hybrid between his larger mates.

Yeah, Techno's heart was not fit for these two.

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upon seeing all of c!Punz's piercings, c!Techno makes it his mission to create as many little pieces of jewelry for them to wear. gold earrings, diamond studs for their tongue piercing, bars for the one in their eyebrow. he gets so happy when they wear any of it

[misty-doodles]

Two drunznoblade posts in one day? I know crazy. Anyways children thoughts I'm so so sorry.

Saw baby wolf howling and now you get the mental image of punz holding his pup and hearing them howl for the first time and just trying to howl too while crying because they're so small and cute! Like come on! Dream sitting in bed smiling at this fool and Techno taking as many photos as his communicator will allow. Punz curled up around his pup because they're so tiny and Must Be Protected! He's so serious until the pup is within eye sight. Then he's a soft, cooing mess

Don't even get me started on Techno and Punz protecting Dream the entire pregnancy. Bro is just trying to take a stroll outside and he's got his big fucking dogs on his heels. It's adorable and scary and he loves them dearly. Techno and Punz are such good fathers and partners because Dream is very much down for the count after this baby is born.

Also am I crazy or is Techno a girl dad and punz a boy dad. Like that makes sense right y'all?

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just read the drunznoblade moon/sun/star post and

dream is the sun, and the sun is a star too. dream is one of techno and punz is the balance to the world

i love sun/moon/star dynamics so much

Yessss!!! Dream and Techno being two sides of the same coin is so important to me. They're both bright and shiny, so passionate about the people they care about in their own ways. Punz is definitely the calmest of the three, reflecting a gentler glow that lights the way when things seem dark and bleak.

They are so very precious to me, I think abt them literally all the time :')

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also @misty-doodles is absolutely right we need a duo name for c!Punz and c!Techno (no I don't care they almost never interact in canon) and I've got a couple ideas (explanations under cut)

Crimson duo: Crimson for the blood that Techno is associated with and for the Egg that possesses Punz for a while

Secret duo: they're both pretty secretive people (Techno has a secret organization and Punz is secretly working with Dream)

Weapon duo: They're both used and seen as mere weapons, Techno as "The Blade" and Punz as a sword for hire

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day 40! i couldn't stop thinking about soft punznoblade bc of this post so naturally i had to write for it <3

The fire crackles in front of them, gentle noises to fill the otherwise silence. It cast long shadows behind the two people, orange light dancing on their faces. A snowstorm raged outside, but its sounds were resolutely muted by the wood coverings Techno had long reinforced the windows with. That same storm that they had just escaped and caused the need for dedicated time by the fireplace. While Punz was fully preoccupied by warming up, Techno couldn't help but notice something.

Both sets of hands outstretched towards the flames, yet his own were considerably larger. Longer, thicker fingers, scars littered across the tanned surface, and calluses roughening the texture.

Free from their usual gloves, Punz's slender digits ended with short claws painted black. He wore a few rings, golden gifts Techno had given him--true intentions hidden by a simple "Got too many of 'em." Never mind how they fit perfectly.

"Such little hands..." Techno mumbled, not really meaning for them to hear it.

His ear flicked, disturbed by Techno's breath ghosting over the sand-colored fur. Their hair looked particularly lovely in this lighting.

"Not really," they replied. "Yours are just huge." Pale hands fisted and flexed, urging blood to run through them quicker. "Reminds me of something stupid Sapnap would say. Maybe you can confirm," he mused with a chuckle.

"And what's that?"

"Everything's bigger in the Nether?"

Techno snorted, shoulders bouncing as he laughed under his breath. "Never heard that one, but there's prolly some truth to it. Bigger animals, bigger plants, bigger structures..."

"Yeah, I think he just meant his dick, but all that works too."

The piglin hybrid scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Classy."

Wordlessly, Punz nestled closer, rubbing his hands together as he exaggerated a shiver. "Can't believe I let you convince me to stay in the Arctic. 'm not built for this weather."

"Ya get used to it. Here, lemme." Gently, allowing ample time for Punz to pull away, Techno encompassed their smaller hands in his and exhaled hotly on their still freezing skin. His hold was firm and caring, yet purposely non-restrictive.

If he looked hard enough, Techno swore he saw his cheeks tinge red. A muffled, shuffling sound started, a familiar noise that Techno came to recognize as a wagging tail.

"Any better?"

Punz jolted at the sudden question and cleared his throat. "My hands are fine, but..." He trailed off, gaze averting.

This guy probably thought he was so clever.

"Ya need another blanket? Mine's big enough for two," he offered, lifting his quilt.

They instantly filled the space, nuzzling against Techno's side with folded ears and a small smile. Techno draped the blanket and his arm around his shoulders.

He fit snugly in place, like he was always meant to be there. Or maybe that was just the hopeless romantic in Techno talking.

Punz propped his head atop Techno's chest and Techno turned to meet his bright blue eyes, causing their faces to be just inches apart.

"Tell me again why you let me in."

Techno knew what they were referring to. That night all those weeks ago, when they were little more than strangers, before Techno saw all the softness underneath their tough outer layers.

"Couldn't leave ya out there to freeze. I'd be a terrible host. I might destroy countries, but I treat my guests with respect."

They giggled, quiet and fond, eyes squinting from a warm smile. "That's all?"

"That and... I wouldn't have this." He leaned in to rub their noses together. That shuffling sound got faster.

Those hands, small and smooth and thoroughly blood-stained, cupped Techno's face as if he held the world in his palms. "Who would've guessed you're such a sap?"

Techno turned to kiss at their wrists, noticing the pleasant warmth they now exuded. "Ya gotta accept a lil responsibility there."

Punz scoffed, face only growing darker. "What, am I too 'loveable'?"

"There ya go. Yer gettin' it."

[misty-doodles]

Sorry had evil drunznoblade thoughts again.

Dream and Punz steal techno's clothes all the time. His cape? Oh well Dreams stealing it for his nest obviously. Its just a perfect blanket? His favorite button up? Punz is using it as a night gown and it's so big that is slipping off his their shoulder but it's so cozy and smells like techno so it's fine.

And techno? Is a flustered mess every damn time.

Drabble under cut

With a grunt, Techno grabbed a different, less ruffled button up off a close hanger and shut the closet door. Behind him, Dream warbled quietly and turned over in the nest, tugging the blankets higher over his head. He snorted and walked over quietly, smiling sweetly when he noticed one of his cloaks inerwoven with the many blankets and clothes that made up his nest. "Sleep well, nerd,"

He couldn't find the damned thing. Techno grumbled as he dug through his closet for the 13th time. Yet, no matter how many hangers he pushed out of the way, the piglin still couldn't find his favorite blouse. It was supposed to be in the wash yesterday, and Punz usually got to folding and putting away the laundry before he could, but the fox hybrid never usually lost his things.

He got an ender whine that loosely meant 'fuck off,' and Techno knew by now to obey the other when he wanted to rest.

He shrugged his shirt on and fumbled with the too small buttons as he made his way out into the main area of the house. He'd put on all his rings and earrings when he was actually ready to head out for the day and not just laze with his partners for an hour or two. Yet as he rounded the corner and entered the kitchen, he immediately knew where that blouse went.

Punz stood innocently in front of the stove, the morning rays falling across his back and illuminating him like an angel. Techno's favorite blouse hung off their much smaller frame, exposing the curve of their shoulder blades as they moved food around in the pan. Behind him, his snow colored tail swayed in contentment. Techno could feel heat blooming behind his cheeks, not for the first time grateful for his naturally flushed skin.

"Oh, good morning," Punz hummed as he looked up, eyes sparkling in the sun's light like a freshly cut diamond, something fond dancing behind them that had him grinning with affection. As the smaller man turned, the right side of the shirt slipped out of place, his shoulder peaking out for a moment before the fox was tugging the fabric back into place.

"hullo," he hummed softly, piglin purrs putting the other at ease as even the barest hints of tension seemed to bleed from their shoulders. When Techno came behind them, they easily leaned into his warmth, huffing out a quiet laugh as he nuzzled the base of his snowy ears. He could stop but rest his hands atop his hips, joining the gentle sway of the other as he turned back to his cooking. He didn't say anything about the shirt much too big that he wore, but he didn't have to.

Techno could always find a new favorite shirt.

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for @dteamomegaverse week! day 1 claiming but it's not technically the process but best i could do between uni and work kicking my ass :') also ofc i'm pushing the drunznoblade agenda >:D

It always amused and excited Dream when he saw his mating marks. On a trip with his mates to find the freshest berries for Niki's cake, he'd stopped by a gently flowing stream to wash some of the sweat from his face. After splashing his skin in the icy cold water, he paused to see his reflection slowly reform in the ripples.

On the right side of his neck, a ring of discolored punctures was still healing from the night a certain wolf hybrid renewed his claim. On the left, a more shallow circle with two particularly deep incisions. That one had taken a bit of convincing. Techno was always so cautious with him, even when Dream was begging to be railed until the sun came up.

He shivered upon feeling along the bites, instantly taken back to the moments each were made.

Just a few nights ago, Punz was idly nuzzling his scent gland when he noticed the mark starting to fade. They'd whined about it like a kid who lost his favorite toy, bottom lip stuck out and ears downcast. His begging face, although he insisted he had no such thing. Dream could never deny such cuteness. (Not to mention his own sadness over noticing it fade.)

They had licked at his neck like he was drawing the boundaries before easily sinking their sharp canine teeth into his flesh. He remained there for a minute, ensuring Dream's body never quite forgot the impression. Then they'd carefully let go, leaving a clean picture of perfect penetrations. Despite how he tried to lap away all the blood, some still spilled on Dream's hoodie and soaked the lime green a deep crimson. Luckily, Punz had plenty of experience getting blood out of clothes.

Techno had been there with him in the prison, had witnessed the aftermath firsthand of an unwanted claiming. Desperate and distressed, all Dream wanted was to replace the wretched mark. Of course, Techno refused.

He held Dream's face, looked him directly in his teary eyes, and said he'd never take advantage of him like that. All Dream did was cry on his shoulder for hours while Techno held him.

At the time, it filled Dream with all manner of self-deprecating thoughts. He convinced himself it was because Techno hated him, disgusted by the idea of claiming a 'ruined' omega. He knew better now. Techno was never the type to push him into anything, taking extra caution to make sure Dream truly reciprocated. In fact, he didn't stake his claim until Dream claimed him first.

Glancing up from his reflection, Punz and Techno stood on the other side of the stream under one of the large spruce trees.

The wolf hybrid was saying something he couldn't quite make out while Techno collected some of the sap bleeding from a hole in the trunk. If Dream squinted, he could see the marks he'd made on his mates. With his normal human teeth, the marks faded quicker than theirs, but that just meant Dream got to mark them more.

"Ya almost done over there, nerd?" Techno called to him, startling the dirty blond.

"Yeah! Coming!" Dream wiped any last bit of dirt from his skin before picking himself up. He hopped over the narrow stream and jogged over to his mates.

"Are you trying to catch hypothermia? You need to dry off or you'll get icicles on cheeks." Punz used their sleeve to catch all the droplets running down Dream's face, a disapproving frown on his lips.

"Okay, okay, Mom. My bad," Dream teased, grinning at him.

They scoffed and rolled their eyes despite the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "C'mon. We promised Niki we'd be back soon."

"We getting close to the bushes you saw, Techno?" The admin glanced to the piglin hybrid, finding him busy with securing a cloth over the cup of sap in his hand.

"Yeah, just a ways ahead now. We'll just get enough for the cake. Don't worry take away from the wildlife."

The blonds nodded in agreement, following when he started off deeper into the forest. Dream took his place between them, hands naturally intertwining with theirs. He couldn't wait to get back home and enjoy their one year anniversary surrounded by friends, warmth, and, of course, some delicious cake.