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★ 【Doran】 「 dcst log7 」 ☆ ⊳ senku / gen (dr. stone) ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow us on instagram
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novice-weeb · 3 years
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Callen pinched the bridge of their nose. “It’s quite pathetic we’re only here because of some screenshot of a tumblr post, you know they aren’t half as funny when you see them for yourself…” Mello laughed lightly from where they were sitting; in an elegant armchair. The two were in a beautiful room decorated in an old french style with dozens of plants and possibly a frog lurking somewhere amongst the vegetation. 
A pink ray of light from the sunset came shining through the large window. The distant murmur of the party they had together escaped continued on as background noise. Callen walked over, crouched down; leveling with Mello and playing with their beautiful blonde locks.
  That had only been a week ago. Now callen was assuming about the same pose, hunching over Mello, caressing their damp hair. Their lips which had been forming such a beautiful smile was now chapped and a cold purpley pink. Instead of laughing, Mello was telling Callen that it was all going to be okay, to remember the promise they made all those years ago when they were still stupid kids thinking they knew it all. Sometimes letting a cough slip. 
“haha, what a serious expression” Mello said, Callen wasn’t replying. “I thought you said you didn’t cry anymore.” they continued, but the silence bestowed. Finally Callen opened his mouth and let out his shaky voice. “...You wouldn't be able to hear me anyways, would you?” Callen finally admitted more to himself than anyone else. A staggering pain in his heart made him think this whole scene was all too cheesy, something they both laughed at watching movies. He chuckled at the memory while his brows were tightly furrowed. This was Callen’s breaking point. If he could no longer hear Mello’s laugh then all that mattered had been lost. Fat tears rolled down Callens cheeks as he aggressively buried their face in Mello’s chest, mindful to avoid the open, pouring wound further down at the abdomen. The hand holding up Mello’s hand was tightly gripping the now dark red hair that had been stained by all the blood.
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Thank you very much if you read it til the end, this is my first time posting my writing so im a little nervous lol. The characters are no one in particular.
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novice-weeb · 3 years
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pretty fucking rude of tumblr not to follow back its even pride month what is this discrimination
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