Ink {joshler}(COMPLETED)

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Trigger warning: Minor use of homophobic slurs, bullying, and self hatred. Stay safe.

One thing Josh hated about the writing on skin, is that he'd put his thoughts on his arm or his leg and forget that one person could see it. He had traced the cuts, and bruises that littered his tattered skin. He outlined the scars on his body. He wrote a word next to each one he wrote what he thought of himself. Soon after that he had heard his phone alert him that someone had texted him. He could tell it was Tyler by the emojis by his name. Then he felt tingles. It was enough to lull him into slumber which he seldom got anymore.

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Tyler was crying, but crying didn't fully state how broken sobs racked his body. He had never been this sad before. He had never been so appalled at the fact that someone could hate themselves so much. He witnessed it all. One after one lines appeared on his skin. It was new, but by each one a word was scribbled next to it. Words that one wouldn't usually describe such an amazing, sweet person like Josh. Tyler took it upon himself to correct Josh. He grabbed a pen and put a mark through every demeaning word. He wrote emboldening words instead. He wanted Josh to realize that he was more than what he gave himself credit for. He was more than just a 'freak,' or a 'faggot.' He was charming, sweet, caring, and selfless. He stayed up to ungodly hours of the night just to make sure Josh was okay, and that Josh wouldn't do anything stupid. He drew such cute things on himself that Tyler found himself tracing while it was still there. He had told Josh that if anyone laid a hand on him that wasn't in a kind way, he'd personally beat their ass, even if his got beat too.

Josh Dun was a precious angel.(lol I put angle)

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Sorry I haven't updated, my phone got taken away so instead of being a sensible person, I binged watched a few episodes of bones and now I'm paranoid that a puppeteer is going to see me as a "motherly figure" and kill me, and then use me for 6 months and spoon feed me porridge and then kill me again. Like heck if I'm sleeping

- Luca