・You are my light・ Herobrine x Fem!Reader

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟡

Twas now the morrow, so did the sun's gentle light grace the land anew. And thou, my superior, hath not yet taken his leave.

I apologize, I suppose I waited long enough to revert back to the way they spoke in the 1600's for this man to leave. And when I say "this man" I mean Herobrine. He took my freaking bed and cast me to the shadows.

Okay that was a little overdramatic.

But still. To the shadows.

Do you recall the squishy plump mattress that I fell in love with as soon I sat upon it? Yeah he took it for himself.  I haven't slept a wink because he banished me to the damn chair whilst he lay on his back like a dead Victorian child with its arms laying by its sides.

However I'm impressed that his eyelids are thick enough to hide the glow his eyes give off when they close. Like that's genuinely impressive- oh he's waking up.

I quickly revert my gaze to the mirror as I poke and prod at the puffy dark bags– scratch that—suitcases beneath my eyes; Trying to appear as preoccupied as possible and that I totally wasn't staring at him with malicious intent just now. Although he could probably tune into my thoughts and find out, but it's the thought that counts.

Haha get it? Thought- I'll stop now.

"Was there even a point to you staying here?"
I glare at him, my words icy but respectful. I know damn well who I'm talking to, and I also know he won't care if I lived or died.

"Yes, actually. I didn't want you to use this time to run away, seeing as you're still my prisoner."

Right. Yes. Kinda forgot about that.

Not the whole prisoner bit, I'm talking about how I could've escaped. Damn. Oh well, didn't matter anyways, not like I could've left; He was here regardless.

I clear my throat awkwardly, stepping away from the mirror. I turn back to to look at my boss, getting to my face.

"Alrighty man with the plan, whatdo I do about my dark eyes? I'm supposed to seduce people right? Well I didnt get my beauty rest so I woke up quite hideous."
I raise a brow, my tone being a little snippier than I was anticipating but I didn't quite care at the moment.

"Hm.. Here, drink this."
He hums before conjuring a potion—it's contents unknown to me—out of thin air from a wave of his hand.

He hands it to me and I take it reluctantly.

"And... What's this supposed to be?"
I hold it in front of me, eyeing it cautiously.

"Why does it matter? I told you to drink it, so drink it."
His voice is demanding yet I can tell he's trying to remain stoic.

"Uhm. What's if it's instant damage? Or poison? Oo, or nausea, that's something you would do-"

"Drink. It."
He practically growls at me, his voice dropping an octave or two and his eyes seemingly glowing brighter.

"Ahem. Alrighty then.."
I clear my throat, gaining courage to drink the mysterious potion.

I pop open the cork keeping the contents sealed inside and lift the brim to my lips. I tilt the bottle back and let the cool liquid glide down my throat, the taste endearing and delectable.

After I down the thing, the bottle disappears; where it goes? I'm not sure.

"Obviously it was a potion of healing, dumbass."
He rolls his eyes—I think—and stands up from my bed that I was deprived of.

"Alright, get ready."
He mutters before dissolving into the air around me. I cringe a little, cooking up with the weird thought thatI was breathing him in even though I knew he only teleported; tranfering his cells and atoms elsewhere. I just couldn't help but feel paranoid that some were left in my room..

Timeskip

Oh for fucks sakes.

Of course.

Why didn't I notice this yesterday? Why was the village he wanted me to burn down my own? My hometown? And why did no one recognize me?

Alright, I gained muscle and got more confident. And I'm wearing clothes I'd never wear. And cut my hair. And- okay I get it now.

I look around, melancholy in my gaze. It must've been too dark for me to register that this was where I lived. The place I protected along with all the other men and women, kept it from being raided or burned down.

And now I'm going to be the one on the other side of it. The delivering side.

I let out a shaky deep breath.

I didn't have a choice whether I did this or not, so might as well try to ignore the grief inside me as I set up my stand.

I waddle on my heels skillfully, my extremely heavy bag still somehow on my hand on not on the ground. I choose a place in the middle of the market, deciding right here will inflict the most damage upon the village.

I sling the bag off my shoulders and onto the ground, it kicking up some dust with a heavy plop onto the dirt.

I swallow as I set up the small table, the poles with a banner and signs hanging over the wooden desk. I transfer the large chest rigged with tons of TnT underneath and place the precoded command block beneath it after inconspicuously digging a hole under the chest.

It's a wonder how zoned in these merchants are, my goodness. They haven't looke up once from displaying prices.

I mean good- I don't get caught and arrested for attempted felonies and treason- but you know? You'd think they'd be more aware. Or at least smell the gunpowder. But nope. I guess the pies next to my stand overwhelm the stench.

I set the command block and then quickly write up a sign and setting it on my booth, locking the chest to ensure no one ruins the plan. I stand with a heavy heart, guilt all over my face; I'm glad now more than ever that everyone too focused--they won't see my sorrow on fulldisplay.

I read over the sign quickly, making sure there's no spelling errors and that the handwriting can't be traced back to me.

𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸! 𝓤𝓷𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓘'𝓶 𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓪𝓼 𝓘'𝓶 𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶. 𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷! ♡

I let out a quick breath and make my way back to the Inn, careful to make sure the bell doesn't ring—I opened the door so slowly its not even funny. Then I ripped off the bell and made a dead sprint back to my room—and stood there. I constantly checked the time, waiting for Mr. White Eyes to show up and teleport us both out of there. We only had five more minutes and now I'm freaking out.

Was I supposed to meet him back in the forest? Or was I going to die here? Did he lie about coming to get me?

I panicked, my thoughts not helping me in the slightest.

Though my thoughts were soon shushed as he looked right in front of me, scaring the shit out of me while he was at it.

Finally.

Get ready guys, I just had a mental breakdown and I'm ready to tango cuz I just got a burst of motivation.
Update, I literally just almost published that paragraph because I tried changing the font so I could put this in bold and originally was going to have this at the beginning.
Update on the update, my head is fucking killing me so I hope you enjoyed this.
Updating the updates update: I forgot abt this and now I'm continuing to finish after almost 13 days.