#Readz needs a hug

[h0w4m1h3r3]

can I get uhhhh...

drunken confession with dust and killer?

Ofc!! I didn't know if you wanted them at the same time so thas what I did-

TW/CW: short, alcohol, stupid end, swearing, l-bomb

Reader notes: swears alot, drinks, gender neutral

2nd person

Laying your head down on the bar, you breathed deeply and sniffed a bit. You had some new bar buddies, one on either side of you.

One of them, the one on your right patted your back.

"Y'know, I just love 'em sooooo much. And, and, I-I just can'tell 'em." You sniffed more and the man to the right of you kept rubbing your back. "The're so great an' I don' wanna ruin the friendship. I like both of 'em too, I don' wan' 'em ta think Imma slut or somethin'."

"i'm sure they won't. they probably love you back." The one to your left finally spoke.

"Naw, it's killer 'n' dust. Real tough guys. Ya know 'em?"

Both hummed in affirmation.

"Don' tell 'em tho'. They're awesome but real assholes too."

"you should tell 'em yourself. I know 'em pretty well, they do like ya. Alot." The one massaging circles into your back spoke this time.

"Alrig' funny mannnn. I don' believe ya one bit. I'm no' a fuckin' idiot..."

The shouting and music got louder suddenly. Your head spun and nothing made sense.

.

.

.

The throbbing of your head woke you up with a start. You were exhausted. Basically dead. Opening just one eye made the headache worse, the light from the window stinging your dry eyes. You let out a long groan.

"rise 'n' shine sleepyhead. I'm all for a nap but you've been out almost thirteen hours now."

Killer!

"wha... what..?" What was killer doing in my house

"you crashed at my place with dust last night. better be thankful we kept ya outta trouble or ya might be in someone else's bed."

Did you sleep with him!?

The fear must have shown on your face because he assured you nothing happened other than you being an idiot.

Idiot...

It all came rushing back.

Shit.

Mother of all buttcheeks.

In your drunken stupor you confessed to them. Your 'new bar buddies' were killer and dust.

"Shit, killer 'm sorry. Didn', I was drunk. Fuck." Your voice wavered and probably gave your fear away.

"so, ya didn' mean all that." Killer said in a 'knew it' kinda tone.

"Fuck, what did I say..." You whispered, but then quickly corrected yourself. "Ya know what, don' tell me, I don' wanna know."

"you confessed your love to us about some idiots named killer and dust. said you didn' want them to think you were a slut."

Fuuuuuccckkkk

"I'm sorry-" you began, but we're cut off.

"i don't think you're a slut. neither does dust." He paused for a moment before continuing. "we love you too. wow. l-bomb." He paused again. "it's true though."

He looked like he wanted to say something else, but you cut him off first.

"killer, if you are fucking pulling my leg I will torture you to death."

"c'mon, let's go to subway. for lunch. dusty's favourite."

[ao3feed-izuku-midoriya]

Those are Bold Words for Someone in Stabbing Range

Those are bold words for someone in stabbing range by EggYolk Readz

Izuku gets stabbed and goes on with his life like nothing happened. The next day he pulls he stitches in class tho, everyone panics. Izuku over being triggered, but everyone else over the fact that he is bleeding out. Dadzawa to the rescue

*I suck at writing and especially summaries

I will probably add on to and edit this fic along the way

Words: 717, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Class 1-A

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Not Beta Read, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, Bullied Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless People with Extra Toe Joints Wear Custom Sneakers | Red Shoe Theory, Quirkless Discrimination, Stabbing, Dadzawa, Midoriya Izuku Has PTSD, bakugou katsuki is a bully, he is problematic, Swearing, Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43399315

[ao3feed-dadzawa]

Those are Bold Words for Someone in Stabbing Range

Those are bold words for someone in stabbing range by EggYolk Readz

Izuku gets stabbed and goes on with his life like nothing happened. The next day he pulls he stitches in class tho, everyone panics. Izuku over being triggered, but everyone else over the fact that he is bleeding out. Dadzawa to the rescue

*I suck at writing and especially summaries

I will probably add on to and edit this fic along the way

Words: 717, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Class 1-A

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Not Beta Read, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, Bullied Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless People with Extra Toe Joints Wear Custom Sneakers | Red Shoe Theory, Quirkless Discrimination, Stabbing, Dadzawa, Midoriya Izuku Has PTSD, bakugou katsuki is a bully, he is problematic, Swearing, Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43399315

[tyranttortoise]

Which of the skelies would be okay with their bestfriend/reader saying "I love you" in a platonic way

*I did first-time Readz says it platonic reactions because they’d all be okay with platonic I love you’s once they realize they’re platonic.  

Sans grins and ruffles your hair.  “aw, love you too, pal.”

Papyrus beams, lifting you up into a hug.  “AND THE GREAT PAPYRUS ALSO LOVES YOU, BEST HUMAN FRIEND!”

Red blushes a little, not used to open affection, and plays it off, although he’s really happy.  “yeah, yeah, i know.  an’ ya’know i love ya, too.”

Edge is caught off-guard, but hides his blush by pretending to clear his nonexistent throat.  “OF COURSE YOU CANNOT HELP BUT LOVE THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE PAPYRUS.”  He doesn’t say it back; it’s not a word he tosses around much, even to his brother.  

Blue is a little confused.  He doesn’t realize it’s platonic and starts to blush and internally panic.  Depending on what your friendship is like, he may respond with “YOU DO?!” and begin to get excited and similarly confess his love -- which can turn awkward fast and may need an intervention from Stretch -- or he could say, “I... I LOVE YOU, TOO.  IN A PLATONIC MANNER, THAT IS.  IN THAT SAME WAY I LOVE PAPY!”

Stretch gives you that lazy grin and leans over, nudging his elbow against your arm or leaning against you.  “heh, love you, too, hun.”

Blackberry is similar to Blueberry, except that he automatically assumes you’re in love with him.  It’s either going to stroke his ego (”I SHOULD HAVE SUSPECTED THAT YOU WOULD FALL IN LOVE WITH THE MALEVOLENT SANS!  TELL ME, WHAT INSPIRED SUCH FEELINGS IN YOU?  TALES OF MY GREAT DEEDS?  MY MASTERFUL BURRITOS WON YOUR STOMACH OVER FIRST?”) or he’s going to go into this whole big “YOU ARE MINE” spiel that’s going to make things super awkward.  You’re going to have to explain that friends can say it, too, and it’s going to take him a moment to understand that because it’s not something from his timeline.  Once he gets it, he’ll still blush when you say it, and he won’t really say it back, but it’ll make him happy and his SOUL flutter.

Mutt isn’t used to the word love being thrown around at all, either, especially in a platonic sense.  “thanks darlin’.” or “me too” is the best you’re going to get back, but he at least knows it’s platonic.  He’s chill about it.

Axe isn’t really one to say it back -- or really believe it.  “yeah.” or “yeah, you too.” is the best you’re going to get from him, and he’ll shrug it off or make some kind of joke if you press him on it.  

Crooks will gleefully scoop you up, hugging you a little too tight.  “I LOVE YOU, TOO, DEAR HUMAN!”

[missbeautyandherbeast]

Afterglow

Donatello X Reader

Summary: Request: Matchup alt: @boatloadsofheart​ Based on Taylor Swift’s Afterglow 

A/N: Okay, so the lovely @boatloadsofheart​ requested a match up but we both know who I would pair them with so I asked if they’d prefer a one-shot instead with said turtle and any requests they had for a plot and well here it is! It is shorter than I normally do, I think. My anxiety is telling me it’s too short but that might just be my anxiety. 

“I can’t believe that you would do that!” I screamed pacing the floor. “How dare you!?”

“I was trying to help you,” He tried, flinching away from my yelling.

He had never seen me yell before. I rarely did. But this had set me off.

“Help me!? You thought that that would help!?” I nearly screeched. “What were you thinking!?” He stood and squared his shoulders.

“I was trying to help you! You told me that you were afraid! That you were scared and alone! What was I supposed to do!? Wait until the day that you didn’t come back because it was so bad!?” There was worry and fear in his voice with tears in his eyes.

“I told you that because I trusted you not to tell anyone! Because I needed someone to confide in! I didn’t want help! I don’t need help! And I definitely don’t need yours!”

He threw his hands up in frustration.

“That’s what people do Y/n! When they know something is wrong they try to help!”

I tilted my chin back, tears streaking down my cheeks.

“I don’t want your help.” I seethed; my voice dangerously low. “So stop trying. I’m done.” 

“Y/n,” He backed down, frozen in fear. “You... you don’t mean that...”

I shook my head, denying his statement.

“Goodbye Donatello.”

And I walked out. Into the night.

______________________________________________

It took an hour to break down in tears.

A night to miss him beside me.

A day to realize that I was wrong about what I did.

A minute more to make my way back.

____________________________________________

He was exactly where I knew he would be. In his lab, hunched over a project. I knocked on the door frame cautiously.

“I know what you’re going to say,” He didn’t even turn around to talk to me. I barely heard his voice. “And I understand.”

I sagged in relief. I was glad that he understood that I blew things out of proportion. But he didn’t perk up, and that worried me. It was excruciating to see him like this, so low. I began to think that we weren’t thinking about the same thing.

“Don,” I hesitantly asked. “What...?”

“You want to leave me, don’t you?” He still didn’t turn around. The weight in his voice weighed on my soul.

“No!” I gasped, my heart sinking. “Why would I ever...?”

“Because I screwed this up. I overstepped. And... and you don’t want me, because you can’t trust me.” He turned this time, barely meeting my eyes.

No, God no, Donnie,” I went to him and knelt on the ground. “It was all me, in my head. I did this. I burned this down,” Tears were in my eyes. “And I’m so sorry that I hurt you.”

He shook his head, but I didn’t let him speak. I was terrified that he was going to make it final before I could fix it.

Why did I have to break what I loved so much?

“Please,” My voice broke. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to lose this... I can’t lose this... I can’t lose you, Don...” Tears were falling down my cheeks. “Please,”

His hand came up and stroked my hair, cupping my cheek. My heart pounded out of my chest. He had every right to leave me, to let me go. I screwed up so bad and he... he had power over me. A power that I had given him then freaked out when I realized. And I took it out on him. And it wasn’t fair. He didn’t do it. I did.

“You’re not leaving?” He almost wanted to be hopeful, I could see it in his eyes.

“No, no I.. no.” I shook my head on the verge of sobbing, “Unless you want me to.” I cried out. “Then I’ll go... but please, please tell me that you’re still mine... that we’ll be okay,” I begged.

He was still silent, and I was frozen, petrified. Somehow I still managed to talk (babble).

“Tell me it wasn’t my fault,” I cried. “Tell me you still want me, even though I hurt you, please, God please Donnie. Don’t go... don’t go, don’t go...” I was hyperventilating and hiccupping through tears. “It was me; it was all me, Donnie, please,”

I covered my face with my hands, crying, my heart breaking, the pieces falling through my tears. I tried to catch them in my hands.

He ever so gently took my wrists and parted them, revealing my face. He then brushed away my tears, picking up the broken pieces of my heart.

“We’re gonna be just fine,” He whispered through tears.

I sagged in relief and started crying again, for a new reason, I was relieved, and happy, and I felt safe.

He stood and helped me up from the floor, pulling me into his arms in a tight warm hug. It was as if he were afraid to let me go, that I would disappear if he did.

I wasn’t going anywhere though.

We stayed like that for quite some time, basking in the afterglow.

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PSA: Readz and Donnie get into a fight about something deep and dark (either depression or domestic abuse), and I was going to specify but didn’t. Readz just gets mad because Donnie tried to help (however that look like for whatever situation that you want to project here) and she gets seriously pissed.

That being said, I know it’s scary when people help without your permission, but it shows worry and love and they are genuinely trying to help, no matter how it looks to you. I know “help” seems scary when you think that you’re fine, but you might not be. It’s okay to get mad, but make amends.

On that same note, work with the person to help them, don’t go WAY over their head. Unless they plan on doing harm to themselves or others, or if someone is hurting them or others.

Love you guys. Stay safe and always keep fighting.

[tyranttortoise]

*Really long combo ask about SSLL, positivity, and date suggestions under the cut.  I finally caught up on a bit of my askbox.  <3

@happylittleorc

I’m so glad you liked it!  Axe’s jacket was 100% just because I thought, “damn, he’d look cool in one of those galaxy jackets, and his is dirty anyway.” xD   Thank you, hun.  This makes me so happy to hear.  <3  Things aren’t quite better, but they’ve reached the point where I can get back into the groove of writing again, I think.  Putting that chapter together really helped me.  I really appreciate you coming by to wish me well!

In love with all of them, you say?  Heh, I’m doing my job and dragging you into my hell where I can’t pick just one.  xD  Same tho; I never thought I’d be into either of them romantically, either.  I never really liked Black, but now, I really like him.  The more I write them, the more I like them, it seems.  And Blue on a motorcycle sealed the deal for me.  Thank you for reading, and for taking the time to type up something so sweet for me.  <3  

@ruby-the-wolf

AHHH I’VE MISSED YOU, TOO!!  -catches and hugs, twirling her around- <3

Thank you so much, sweetheart.  I’m so happy that any of my writing could help make your rough days a little better.  <3  Today was a good reprieve, so I’m hoping things become less chaotic on my side soon, but I really appreciate you coming by to leave such kindness in my askbox.  It really does help so much.  ^^

I’m so glad it could help, sweet anon!  <3  Thank you for leaving me some love in my askbox.  I’m happy you enjoy my imagines!  =D

@ anon 1:  I had to google Sherbrooke because I assumed it’d be somewhere in England.  xD  Wasn’t expecting Canada!  I’m sorry this is such a belated response; I had a lot going on.  But I really do appreciate this, and I’m glad you’ve come around to talk to me!  <3  Thank you so much for reading, hun!!

@anon 2 : Thanks so much!!  I’m happy you’re enjoying it! =D

@badchubbybunny

(The boi in question is Haida from Aggretsuko  for those curious) HELL YEAH, I LOVE HIM!  AND PFFFFT, I’m a mega fan of your entire blog because you always find the best content.  Seriously, you make my dash a fantastic place; I love scrolling and seeing your posts.  <3  We have a ton of the same interests!  

Also, I always meant to tell you that I was scrolling like... what?  Two months ago?  And I saw a Papyrus askblog talk about having a bunny crush or something??  And then they tagged you??  And I just bounced in my seat, fangirling over the ship sailing.  xP

Ahhh, my heart goes out to you; being a caregiver in that kind of situation is a seriously thankless job where you often get taken for granted.  Take care of yourself, too, and try not to let them burn you out too badly!  As difficult as that is.

My family deal is, well, a lot like Lady’s--only it all revolves around my sister.  The part I took out in SSLL was that she had a sibling that was the cause of a lot of her strife (well, that her parents were always calling and giving her hell for whatever was going on in her sibling’s life), but I had a couple of people tell me it was too unrealistic/unrelateable for everyone in her life to be somewhat toxic toward her.  So rather than write a sibling that ends up helping her, I wrote the sibling out entirely.  Call me bitter lol.  I just get tired.  I went to bed to try to sleep late for a nightshift, got woken up at 9am, then again at 10, then more calls at 11 while I was trying to sleep.  (Turning off my phone isn’t an option; I tried that, and they just come over and rage in-person)  Stayed up, went to work, got cussed out by my dad the entire way there without even getting a word in, worked til 8am, drove an hour home to find my dad at my house (he’s helping repair the hail damage), got cussed some more, took three sleeping pills so I could sleep through my dad and hubby working and talking, got woken up three hours later by my sister wanting to talk to me privately, so I went and ate lunch with her, and we talked for the first time in 5 or 6 years.  Then I bought her clothes and shoes, and later, groceries. 

Sorry, I went on a rant there.  But damn it felt good to tell someone, even if it’s just in a combo post where it’ll hopefully get scrolled past.  And as for the date suggestion -- hell yeah, I’m so down for the skeles and Readz in a cat cafe!  I’ve always wanted to go to one, even if I’m super allergic.  

Edge would be perfect for one, just saying.  That could be where he gets Doomfanger.  

Except for the fact that Doomfanger is UF!Burgerpants 100% as far as I’m concerned.

 --   Date Suggestions

I’m always down for star-gazing dates with the skeles.  <3  In fact, I’ve got something planned like that for the next date.  Which I will say won’t be with Crooks.  ;D  Gotta fit another date in before his.

@thefloatingstone

Man, C-Puff, everything about this date sounds absolutely divine to me.  Hammocks?!?!  You’re speaking my language!!  All of this sounds wonderful, as well as the cuddling under a huge blanket and just talking through the night with a warm drink.  I feel relaxed just thinking about it.  <3

@kamari3

I’m all for some shameless cuddle sessions and those half-asleep truths that just slip out, hell yes <3

@bulle-black-hole

Thank you so much, hun!  <3  And as for the date... oh yes, we definitely need some more time with Mutt.  He’s lagging behind the others.  An aquarium trip would be cool, too!  I’m always down for the aquarium when there’s turtles involved, and I can pet something lol.