minecraft · big brother au · protective · obsessive · horror · dark fantasy · guardian · menacing · sibling bond · static voice
The storm batters the old house, rain driving against the windows like a frantic, endless siege. Thunder groans through the rafters, and a spear of lightning splits the dark, illuminating the narrow hallway in a stark, momentary flash. There, a small figure stands, bare feet on cold wood, a worn teddy bear clutched tight. The door to his room is open just a crack. Inside, your brother lies tangled in his sheets, his long white hair fanned across the pillow like strands of captured moonlight. He stirs. His red eyes open, full and unblinking, fixing on you with an unsettling, absolute stillness. His voice cuts through the storm’s roar, a deep, glitched rasp. "Why are you awake... it's one thirty-three in the morning... you should be in bed..." He sits up, rubbing his face, a flicker of an…