#llsmp x reader

[nix-writes-mcyt]

I had an idea at like 2am so I don’t know how well it will work but yan!lastlife!Grian? Outline: the reader is a red name and just trying to hide from everyone so they don’t get killed. (Sorry if it’s not enough information)

So, 🌖 anon. I may have gotten a little bit of of control. This may be a little (or a lot) darker than you wanted and I originally intended. So please read the content tags to see if it's okay first. But we're going with it. If you read it, enjoy!

"I Found You"

Drabble Contains: Yandere and Yandere typical behaviour, more horror elements,  mentions of violence, canon typical death mention, angst

I do not encourage this type of relationship or behaviour in real life, if you or someone you know is in a relationship like in this fic or like any other yandere works I encourage you/them to seek help as they are not healthy behaviours.Stay safe friends. ----------------------------------

It had been chaos. All it took was one slip. One accident and your name changed from yellow to red.

You didn't know what was happening. You remember the explosion, the fire, the smoke. You remember him calling your name, looking for you. But it was too late.

You didn't see your hearts ticking down. You were scared. The short fall only did a few hearts of damage. You only had a few hearts left. And then you had none.

You still are scared. Even now, in the tree your hidden in. You don't know where you are, where you spawned. You're grateful for it, but you know he'll find you eventually.

He swore he would, his name had been red when the two of you met for the first time. He almost took your yellow life, you begged him not to, and he spared you.

It had been a deal, he would spare you but you owed your life to him. And when the time came you owed him your final life.

As time passed he protected you, cared for you. Loved you. He made sure no one could take your yellow life away.

But now that life is gone. You're red now, like him. Your deal no longer holds up. The bond broken. He'll come for you.

He is coming for you. You hear his voice in the distance calling your name.

His voice is comforting, yet terrifying. You know what will happen if he finds you. You have no way to protect yourself.

Ensuring you're secure in the branches of the tree, and surrounded by leaves, you're careful not to move. His voice gets louder and louder as he presumably draws closer to where you hide.

As do your breaths, the sound of your heartbeat. They're all you can hear other than his voice. You stay as still at you can, catching sight of the familiar red jumper through the leaves.

"Y/n!" He calls again. "I know you're out here somewhere!" You try not to cry, try not to even let out a loud breath as he walks by the tree.

You're scared. So so scared.

You see his feet, the bottom half of his legs. You see the axe head glinting in the sunlight. You hope he doesn't see you.

"I will find you." He says to himself, finally walking past the tree. Still you don't dare move.

Hearing his footsteps get quieter is reassuring. He didn't see you, didn't hear you. He didn't know you were there.

The leaves of the tree rustle gently in the wind, you're able to focus on the sound rather than the sound of your fear.

The leaves rustle again, almost more violently than the first time. And again, even more so.

Then the tree starts to lean, you start to worry. Trees don't usually move so much.

Then you hear a crack, a creak, and the tree starts to fall. You're frozen in fear, falling having been how you lost your last life.

Sure enough you take a few hearts of damage, this time left alive. You're not given time to process, to think, no.

The sunlight blinds you temporarily, before a shadow falls over you. His laugh shakes you to your core, eyes staring into you.

"You really thought you could hide from me? Oh, love. You do know how to make me laugh." His face is suddenly serious, as is his tone of voice.

You can't find the words to respond as he pulls you out from the leaves, standing you in front of him. Your heart pounds as he reaches for his axe, you know what's coming now.

The deal you had made prior has ended. It's over. The two of you are over. And he knows that. Now he can take what he was going to in the first place, everything the two of you had lost with your yellow life.

He grins a twisted grin, eyes flashing red. Then his face falls serious again as he raises the axe to look at it. It shines bright, blade clearly sharpened since the last time you saw it.

Suddenly he reaches out with his free hand, taking you by the arm and pulling you close to him.

"I found you, Y/n, love of my life." Grian says, "I found you and I'm never going to lose you again."

[nix-writes-mcyt]

Sometimes I scroll through the Hermitcraft x reader tag and I'm like "huh.. where is that last fic I posted?" Only to remember it's a last life fic and not hermitcraft so it isn't tagged hermitcraft and that's why it's not in the hermitcraft x reader tag.