Various Herobrine x Reader One-Shot (Hardcore) Lemons

Hope in the Midst of Despair(Non-Lemon)

((Nothing really inspired me to write this but major FEELS ahead! Enjoy!))

Herobrine's POV

I scream in utter agony as the darkness inside me claws at my mind. Trying desperately to comprehend what has happened to me. Notch, he betrayed me! H-He cast me out into the darkness after I did what he needed me to do! H-He abandoned me, his own brother! I scream at the heavens in rage, as rain pours from the sky onto my face, thunder booming above. Falling to my knees I sob. Notch never loved me as a brother, h-he saw me as a monster. Just like everyone else does! Clawing at my neck with my nails I draw blood, desperate to end the pain of being rejected by the only family I had. 

Of course the wounds heal immediately, leaving faint scars. I let out a wail which is louder than the thunder. Gripping my head tightly I try to fight through this burning hatred inside me, this darkness that threatens to swallow me whole. I-I can't fight it, I cannot keep it at bay. So I sink into it, letting it envelope me and corrupt my weakened soul. 'If everyone see's me as a monster, then a monster I'll be!' I get up off the muddy ground and start searching for someone to take my rage out on. To become the monster everyone wants me to be!

~Meanwhile with you~

You were picking some juicy berries in the forest when the storm began. The mobs would be out soon and you had no material to make a bed with. Your home was to far away to run to and the only weapon you had on you was a stone sword. Your sense of hearing was keen, very keen so you were able to pick up the sound of approaching footsteps. 

Turning your head in the direction of the footsteps you feel a body slam into yours, throwing you to the ground. "OOF!" You try to get up but are pinned down by who you think is a man. His voice is full of rage and choked on despair. He wraps his hands around your throat and begins to squeeze. You gasp for air, grabbing his wrists. "P-Please sir! If-If I have offended or upset you in any way please forgive me." The man bellows loudly at you. The emotional pain in his voice was faint under the anger but it was there. "SHUT UP!! F-FILTHY HUMAN!! I HATE YOU AND YOUR KIND!! GO AHEAD SAY IT!! SAY I'M A MONSTER!!"

Your voice is weak due to being strangled but your words were clear. "Wh-Why would I call you a monster sir? You're human aren't you?" He loosens his grip on your throat, you cough a couple of times. He speaks softly. "Y-You don't think I'm a monster? WHY?!!" He grabs you roughly by your shoulders and shakes you violently. You remained calm, keeping an even friendly tone. "S-Sir. . .I-I am blind. And I cannot see anything but darkness. So I do not know what you look like but I do know for a fact that you are no monster. Your voice tells me that you have been hurt, betrayed, scorned by those you trusted most. That you do not know who you are anymore or who you are meant to be." You felt the pressure of the man atop your body removed, and heard heart-wrenching sobs. 

Herobrine's POV

I sob into my hands, overwhelmed by a tidal wave of emotions. Emotions that I cannot give names to, all mixed together in my head. "Wh-Why?! Why are you kind to me?! As-As soon as I tell you my name you will run in fear of me!" "Well, tell me your name. Mine is Y/N." I take several deep breaths, not wanting to lose this possible shining hope in my despair. "Herobrine." Silence. The silence becomes unbearably deafening for me. Just when I can take the silence no longer she speaks. "I have heard of you, about the things you have done." I hang my head in shame, I should have known better than to think someone could befriend or love a monster like me. She continues though. "But I do not believe for one second that you did it because you felt like doing it. Someone ordered it." I remove my hands from my face, and look at her. "N-Notch used me, he told me to do all those horrible things and I did so without question because he is my older brother and I believed in him. I believed everything he told me, all the lies he spun I believed without question. I-I cannot bear the guilt of what I have done!" I grip my head tightly, crying as memories come back of me setting fire to villages, killing innocent men, women, and children, and other equally horrible deeds. I can feel the darkness starting to creep up again, ready to pull me back in when I am snapped out of my memories by a hand on my face. 

Looking up I see Y/N. She has a hand on my face. Her touch is so gentle and caring. "Herobrine. . .You cannot blame yourself for what happened. You were brainwashed by your older brother, he is the one who has innocent blood spilled on his hands, not you. The sword is incapable of defying it's wielder and cannot be blamed for the bloodshed the one who wields it causes."

I blink a couple of times upon hearing her words and the metaphor she uses. "S-So you're telling me. . .I-I was just a sword to my older brother? A weapon to be used at whim and tossed aside when no longer needed?!" She solemnly nods her head and says yes. Then her voice becomes passionate, full of hope and determination. "But that by no means defines you as a person! Close that chapter of your life and never look back on it! Dwelling on the past gets you nowhere, so instead focus on the present and the future." Her words cause hope to blossom within my chest, chasing away the darkness and despair that clouded my mind. I hug her tightly, a smile on my face. "Thank you Y/N." She hugs me back. "You're welcome Herobrine. I promise to be with you through thick and thin. I know you have a very kind heart." I smile even wider and kiss her on the cheek. Looking forward to a new life together with her. 

((This story, oh lord was it hard to write. Truthfully I'm not that proud of it as it comes off really cliche but it is kinda wholesome.))