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A drag path etched into the surface (Can you find me?) by Turtle_Duck76
Fandoms: Twenty One Pilots, Trench - Twenty One Pilots (Album), Scaled And Icy - Twenty One Pilots (Album), Clancy - Twenty One Pilots (Album)
06 Oct 2025
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"A chill ran down Clancy’s spine as he saw the red robe of a Bishop (it had to be Nico. It was always Nico) on the other side of the fire. Clancy didn’t think Nico had seen him yet. He took a quiet step back, hoping to get away before he was noticed (he had to run. He couldn’t go back. He couldn’t-)"
or, situationship Clancybearer, but Clancy gets taken back to DEMA, and Torch can't project himself.
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07 Oct 2025
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Performing is all that Tyler has ever known.
Since he was a child, he has put on a character of sorts.. He didn’t want anyone to see behind his facade, ultimately discovering how dark his head is. So, when the opportunity arose for Tyler to start a band of his own, he jumped at the chance, taking on the name CLANCY and finding a new identity within music.
Josh has played the drums since his hands could hold the sticks.
It’s all he’s ever known. If you listened to his heart, you’d hear the thud of a bass drum instead. Playing is in his DNA. He uses it as a coping mechanism; a method of covering how anxious he truly is inside. He uses the name TORCHBEARER to hide his identity, drumming in the background for his band, The Banditos.
When Battle of the Bands comes around, CLANCY ends up needing a drummer. His management, however, decides to reach out to Josh.
Which should be totally fine, right?Wrong.
Tyler and Josh have an unresolved past, leaving them both angry and vulnerable amidst the competition.
Is the feud possible to overcome? Or will the two men let their hatred get in the way of something truly remarkable?
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06 Oct 2025
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La marque au creux de son bras by Halebop
Fandoms: Le visiteur du futur | Visitor from the Future: Neo Versailles
10 May 2020
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Les Castafoltes ont tous une marque au creux de leurs bras, un code barre, qui les fait buguer. Dès qu'ils la voient ils s'éffondrent, et il faut les reprogrammer, les faisant renaître encore et encore, légèrement différents à chaque fois.
Les humains, eux, ont la première phrase que leur dira leur âme soeur au même emplacement. Le Visiteur a lu et relu celles inscrites sur sa peau, ces deux phrases impossibles. Personne ne peut les dires, et surtout pas un robot, sans buguer aussitôt.
"Je suis un robot ! Je suis un robot !", sa marque lui rappelle, comme pour se moquer.
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07 May 2021