#whoops didnt originally mean for that to be in there but it slipped in lol

[crownedaxo]

wrote a little something inspered by this post by @artlesscomedic !! bedrock bros my beloved <3

Tommy never liked brushing his hair, so Technoblade didn't question how it was messier than usual. Tommy was always skinny, so Technoblade didn't question why he was skinnier than usual or why he ate more rabidly than usual. Tommy's always liked sewing, so Technoblade didn't question the many patches on his clothes made from his extra capes- or the slight burnt fabric around them. Tommy died a lot, so Technoblade didn't question why all his tools were stone or why he had so many scars and scrapes and cuts. He didn't question it, but he did care. He did worry. So he made Tommy shower. He cooked a big meal, Tommy's favorite. He gave Tommy gapples and health pots. He gave Tommy new clothes and the Antarctic Empire cape. He put his own cape back on, coming out of retirement should he have to fight for the boy. Things were good. It was nice, having company.

After a month, he decided to give Tommy a friendship emerald. He invited him to sit, and told him what they were and how it would work. An earring, with a couple of enchantments. Farspeach and regen. "But my ears aren't pierced," Tommy said. Techno shrugged, "I can pierce them for you." Something flashed in Tommy's eyes, so quick to disappear that Technoblade was sure it wasn't even there in the first place, especially since it wasn't the usual Tommyinnit look. It was... Empty. Sad. Scared. Techno immediately panicked, "We don't have to, I can make it into a necklace or a bracelet-" "Nah, I'm not a pussy! I want the earring!" The Tommyinnit facade was firmly back on. "Are you sure?" "Of course! I never doubt myself, I'm too cool." Techno laughed a bit, and laid out all the tools. He took Tommy through everything, explaining what everything does and cleaning everything. When he got to the actual piercing, he expected Tommy to flinch. To wince. To whine or complain or shout. Something. Not to sit there, so still and quiet, with a far off look. When everything was finished, he crouched down to look at him. "Tommy. Are you okay?" Tommy snapped to, "Psh, yeah! Of course Big T! Why wouldn't I be?" "Tommy I'm a soldier. I know what that look you had meant. That dissociation. Who did this to you?" He kept his voice gentle, but inside he was raging, the voices screaming, both needing to know who hurt this kid so deeply. The response was quiet, like he was afraid of summoning the perpetrator. "Dream. It was Dream." Technoblade nods gently, "Tommy, while you're with me, he will never do shit to you again. I promise." The tears fell silently, but fell all the same, and Techno opened his arms in an offer for a hug. Tommy accepted and sunk into his brothers arms, so relieved to finally be protected by someone and not something like the discs, not an idea like L'manberg. Someone was willing to protect him.

When Tommy had finally tired himself out and fallen asleep, Techno tasked the dogs with watching him. He put the Axe of Peace on his belt and went searching. Technoblade was going to make sure Dream never hurt his little brother again.