SBI X READER ONESHOTS

Techno x child reader [platonic]

By spoon-slayer on Tumblr

You're having a hard time.. There's voices starting to scream in your head, and Techno's trying his best to help you.

Technoblade x Child!Reader

(PIGLIN HYBRID)

[PARENTAL]

Warnings: Descriptions of panic attacks, blood, violence, yelling, injury, and auditory hallucinations.

Voices seemed to ring out in every direction, overwhelming the senses of your small body, covering your ears as an attempt to get the screeches of the unruly to dampen as you sobbed, but it only seemed to grow louder.

At every inhale, it felt like fire, every exhale, it felt like the air was being forced out of you. It felt like you could barley breathe.

They demanded something from you, but you didn't know what.

Words that were screamed melted together and became intangible.

You wanted it to stop, why won't it just stop??

You couldn't hear what was going on around you, if you were being honest.

.. It was far too overwhelming.

A harsh scream left you as pain started to waft through your head, fear coursing through your veins.

You soon clawed at your ears, the soft yet delecate skin now scratched up, wounded with glimmering red gently beading up, ready to spill.

You were desperate, of course.

Fearful snorts came from you, but it was nothing but a whisp of hair to you.

If you were honest, you could barley hear because of those who screamed within you.

Although, one thing that made you scream out was a sudden hand on your shoulder.

You couldn't open your eyes, it hurt too much...

Who was touching you?

Who was there with you?

Should you fight it or should you leave it alone?

You fought it.

You shrugged the hand off, shoving whomever was near you away with a sob.

Yet again, the hand returned, but accompanying it was another hand perched on your other shoulder.

Distress flashed on your features as you soon fought once again, this time kicking whomever was there, struggling to get the hands off.

Their body didn't even budge.

Why won't they let you go?

Why won't they let you go?

Who are they?

"Oinker," the voice cut through the voices, silencing them without a second thought.

The name, the nickname that was said is all too familiar.

The consolation you felt from just that word alone caused an sudden wave of cooling relief, yet it wasn't enough to calm the horrid fit to end.

The voice..

It spoke again.

"Open your eyes, Oinker."

You tried..

But you couldn't.

A attentive hug surrounded you, tenderly giving you the ability to grab their shirt.

And you did, as a gentle yet gruff snort filled your ears, meant to calm you.

It took quite a while for your senses to finally stop overwhelming you, head silent as only your thoughts roamed.

Eyes finally open, you found careful eyes watching you, soft with worry as a hand seemed to caress one of your injured ears.

"What happened?" The voice was low, calm.

While from the inside, it can be assumed that Technoblade was worried, along with the others that lived inside his head, telling him, begging him to make your fear, your pain, your injuries away.

A puff of air left you as you tightened your grip on the cloth wedged between your fingers.

"Da," was all that came out, tears welling up in your eyes again.

"Voices." You continued, a tremor rushed through your body as a quiet sob left you.

"Quiet.." You finished, eyes looking at your father with such terror.

It frightened him, honestly.

(But, 'Voices'? That gave him a new type of fear.)

The vague answers you supplied him was something that scared him the most.

You..

You could have the same thing as him...

And that's something he doesn't want to happen.