Today that I was taking a test, my teacher put this song called “Give it away” by Red Hot Chili Peppers, and my mind went to killer. So I JUST HAD TO! And uhhh, Happy birthday to him lmaoo
Reference that inspired me to do the poses 👇🏼
(I can’t find the artist cause i found it on Pinterest, but credits to them for this reference.)
(Killer belongs to Rahafwabas, Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios, Nightmare belongs to JokuBlog, Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale)
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TW, Eyestrain
Happy Birthday, Dust... <3
Word count 552
Warnings: Mental breakdown, weapons, crying.
Static - Dust x Reader | Hurt/Comfort
Whispers, mumbles, cries, screams, laughs, they all flooded his mind. Why wouldn’t they go away? Why now? Dust clutched his hood harder as a particularly loud scream cut through his skull, as he flinched harshly.
It was supposed to be a good night. A night with you and a simple candle lit dinner. He finally had a damn chance with you, and yet his sins-Why can’t they just shut up?His skull rang, the mix of consistent noise and voices combining and overlapping, like an out of tune orchestra. They clashed and fought, screeching and tearing at his skull.
He felt his sins tear at his bones, the pain that wasn’t really there causing Dust to curl up closer to his legs, as he clutched at his hood in pain. Shut up, shut up shut up shut up shut up shutupshutupshutupshutup-
“...Ust? Dus–t?” Your voice cut the thoughts, causing everything to come to a screeching halt. The sudden change triggered Dust’s fight and flight, as he flung a bone towards you. Luckily, due to his mental dizziness, he missed barely, slamming the bone into the side of your loose sweater, pinning you by the clothes against the wall.
Dust’s eye lights shot open at the sound of your yelp, as he opened his sockets to see you frozen against the wall, eyes wide in surprise. Dust’s own eye lights dilated before shrinking to pin pricks, before extinguishing, “sparky,” He mumbled the nickname.
You gave a crooked shaky smile, waving, “Hey, world to Dust?” You said lightheartedly, before grabbing the purple bone and struggling a moment, before taking it out of the wall. Dust quickly began to stumble to his feet, as his sockets blew wide. “d-did I hit you-” he stuttered, as he gained his balance.”
You shook your eyes, as you approached Dust. “Hey, Dust, what was-” You were cut off, as Dust quickly stumbled back, shaking his skull quickly. “no, don’t.” He said stiffly, freezing you in your tracks.
“i.. i don’t want to hurt you. go to horror, he can explain and make you dinner. i… leave me. i’m not safe,” he quickly explained, sweat dripping down his soul as your hands shook.
Dust stumbled back as you began to approach him, holding your hands out. “No, I’m sorry Dust I can’t… You can’t do this alone.” You said sternly, as Dust’s back hit the wall.
“sparky, please-” he mumbled uselessly, but froze as you wrapped your arms around him. He screwed his sockets shut tightly, waiting for the voices to spike and attack his mind again.
But they never did.
The silent hum of your soul is all that accompanied his skull, as you cradled the back of his skull with your hands softly. He stood still for a long moment, before melting against you.
A sharp sob broke past his teeth as he clutched your shirt, whispering. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry-” He mumbled, as he fell apart in your arms, shaking like a leaf in the wind.
You slowly brought him down to sit, as you cradled him quietly in the dark room, hushing him quietly as he cried.
(Happy birthday to Dusttale <3
Thank you for being a massive comfort despite everything. I'm excited to continue writing my stories for Dust and finding comfort even when things feel like they'll never get better.)
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