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tyden thought #7

them at the beach is just tyler forcing aiden to put sunscreen before letting him go swim and aiden complaining all along but letting him do

its tyler playing beach ball with taylor and ben and more random people they just befriended and aiden interrupting the game just to show tyler the shells he found

its just aiden being covered in sand after falling too many times and tyler forcing him into the water to make the sand go

then its just them forcing each other down into the water bc they're teenagers and they're immatures and they deserve to just be silly

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tyden thought #6

yeah, ok, Aiden is the touch-starved one who doesn't really know how to accept love when it's given to him so openly—but Tyler is the one who used to quiet down his own feelings because he had other stuff to tend to, and believe me when i say he'd be a miserably devoted lover

if Tyler had the chance to, he'd clung onto Aiden and never let go, he'd cherish him and his stupidly smart brain and weird humor and incredible courage (even if it's more recklessness than anything) and he'd make sure no one disrespected that boy other than him or his friends

but yeh, overall, Aiden is definitely the touch-starved one who doesn't really know how to behave when he feels love and loved

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tyden thought #5

they are so casually themselves around each other, from days spent bickering and learning exactly how to piss off the other one. they know each other so deeply that they can move in sync without realising, and definitely forget that they're not the only ones on earth when bantering starts.

it's just two souls being in the same world to the point of making that world theirs. it's just two friends who grew so much into the other that loving becomes easy.

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tyden thought #4

just something about aiden growing in a cold and picture perfect family and never feeling unconditional love and tyler growing in a complicated yet so openly loving family and knowing how it feels to be loved dearly

the two of them, together, are like an explosion because they are so different yet complete each other so perfectly.

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tyden thought #3

the thing about tyden is the coziness between them, how they're friends beforehand and how it doesn't change even after they start dating: it's the same banter, the same stupid nicknames, the same glares and smirks, except they hold hands as they throw snarky remarks at each other, and pepper each other's face with kisses after they fell down while fighting

truly, it's growing into a person with someone else, knowing them so well you can get the unsaid, and being free to be yourself because the other has made of you a part of themselves

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(note : i started writing this july 4th but because of my adhd and no longer be hyper fixated on school bus graveyard, i never finished it. so i hope 7 reasons is enough. ignore any spelling mistakes, this was not proofread)

hello school bus graveyard tumblr, i am inviting you to read to my 3 page essay on aidelyn fucking SUCKS. feel free to block me after this, feel free to hit the ‘keep reading button’, or feel free to move on with your day

1. my first reason why aidelyn sucks is because of fake ass chemistry. i know red one time said they have the most chemistry, but if you put two characters together constantly, then obviously they’re going to have ‘chemistry’. this tweet made by @/tragedry pretty much sums it up i would think

like how are you going to say they have chemistry when you ALWAYS put them together, but it’s not even actual chemistry.

2. my next reason is that ashlyn is lesbian and aiden is gay (this reason is somewhat a joke, headcanon what you) but, genuinely please tell me in what universe is aiden clark going to like a woman and in what universe is ashlyn banner going to like a man. (unless it’s ashler, then that is accepted)

3. aidelyn is quite literally the BIGGEST propaganda EVER in this fandom. (benlor being the second biggest, but I’ll make an essay on them later) i see people who read sbg, and they second ash and aiden interact they go absolutely insane. and it’s like, be so for real.

4. having them be the canon ship can probably be considered lazy story writing. going back to the point on how they are literally always interacting, instead of exploring other character dynamics we decide to stick a singular dynamic instead.

5. if you think aidelyn is good because they’re “a doomed couple” let me tell you a little secret, quite literally ANY ship between the main 6 can be considered a doomed couple, and don’t think i really need to go into detail on why.

6. they woule’ve never been friends in the first place if i wasn’t for savannah, if you think about, if ashlyn would’ve simply said no the the field trip, sbg probably wouldn’t even exist. and if it did, it would be one hell of a boring story

7. aiden basically stalks ashlyn at the beginning of the webtoon, and stalker x stalked is one of the weirdest tropes ever and if you’re like ‘but he’s not actually a stalker’ he could definitely be considered one even if it’s not through out the whole series.

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i have so much things to see in support of that but what i’ll say is: if u want doomed couple go ship tyden bc those two are doomed to be stupidly in love tyvm

(note : i started writing this july 4th but because of my adhd and no longer be hyper fixated on school bus graveyard, i never finished it. so i hope 7 reasons is enough. ignore any spelling mistakes, this was not proofread)

hello school bus graveyard tumblr, i am inviting you to read to my 3 page essay on aidelyn fucking SUCKS. feel free to block me after this, feel free to hit the ‘keep reading button’, or feel free to move on with your day

1. my first reason why aidelyn sucks is because of fake ass chemistry. i know red one time said they have the most chemistry, but if you put two characters together constantly, then obviously they’re going to have ‘chemistry’. this tweet made by @/tragedry pretty much sums it up i would think

like how are you going to say they have chemistry when you ALWAYS put them together, but it’s not even actual chemistry.

2. my next reason is that ashlyn is lesbian and aiden is gay (this reason is somewhat a joke, headcanon what you) but, genuinely please tell me in what universe is aiden clark going to like a woman and in what universe is ashlyn banner going to like a man. (unless it’s ashler, then that is accepted)

3. aidelyn is quite literally the BIGGEST propaganda EVER in this fandom. (benlor being the second biggest, but I’ll make an essay on them later) i see people who read sbg, and they second ash and aiden interact they go absolutely insane. and it’s like, be so for real.

4. having them be the canon ship can probably be considered lazy story writing. going back to the point on how they are literally always interacting, instead of exploring other character dynamics we decide to stick a singular dynamic instead.

5. if you think aidelyn is good because they’re “a doomed couple” let me tell you a little secret, quite literally ANY ship between the main 6 can be considered a doomed couple, and don’t think i really need to go into detail on why.

6. they woule’ve never been friends in the first place if i wasn’t for savannah, if you think about, if ashlyn would’ve simply said no the the field trip, sbg probably wouldn’t even exist. and if it did, it would be one hell of a boring story

7. aiden basically stalks ashlyn at the beginning of the webtoon, and stalker x stalked is one of the weirdest tropes ever and if you’re like ‘but he’s not actually a stalker’ he could definitely be considered one even if it’s not through out the whole series.

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hi guys here is the first work of the tyden ficlets series ill do for dailytyden!! go read if u have the time it is very short (1.5k) 

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tyden collection

i have the project to write ficlets for daily tyden (on twt) and post them on ao3 too but im struggling to choose the best format for readers so

should i post all one shots in the same book but ruin the tag system (you wont know what youre reading exactly until youre reading it) OR post them separately and place them all in a collection but clogging the tyden tag

if i get no answers ig ill make a choice for myself but it may ruin ur experience on the archive so...

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i keep looking at him and think « god he is an homosexual » truly rosǐ made art ngl she pictured his essence perfectly

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tyden thought #2

tyler worries about everything, he always needs to have everything planned, to know where he is going and what he will do and how things will be, while aiden is a wild force that just goes without caring because he knows that, whatever happens, it cannot break him and will only make life slightly more real

it is with aiden that tyler realises some surprises can be good, that the world is what build you and that you must face it freely if you want to grow, while it is with tyler that aiden realises life isn't self-centered, that you are alive with people and some of them matterssome of them will make it easier and better

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tyden thought #1

one may think aiden is the sun and tyler is the moon but thats actually so wrong:

aiden is the moon because he only shines when there are people around that he can amuse and he's actually all dark by himself while tyler makes so much effort to keep people alive and he's so much in his care for people that he keeps his distance not to burn them all

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pov: when you push your twin away in the hopes of protecting her, only for it to backfire in the worst way possible.. or: how spiderman!tyler got his two iconic scars (as well as his trauma)

so... new Spiderman Tyler AU lore just dropped 🙈 (yes, i reposted this from my tktk)

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um I saw ur post about fic requests so I have one:

tyden bonding over shared trauma because they’re the only two who’ve actually died and no one’s talked about how that must feel.

[took me ages to write that but here it is; it's longer than expected (1,7k rather than 100 words...) but i hope yall will appreciate... idk if i did what was expected but hey wtv

also im posting that on ao3 too, to feed the people there]

The thing about Tyler and Aiden is that they both love to ignore reality. The other thing is how differently they do it.

While Aiden shows, Tyler hides; while Aiden laughs, Tyler fights. It’s different struggles, different goals— it’s different truths.

Aiden, he shows it all. He faces the truth and discards it far away, refuses to reveal anything that could break him. If you want him to cry, he will laugh; if you want him to laugh, he will cry. That’s a system, a way of being, that he learned very early in life, a kind of comfort in never meeting people’s expectations, in being wild and uncatchable, free and fierce. Because he performs from his youngest age, you never know when he doesn’t; even his tears look amused, mocking, taunting, as if they were nothing but mere drops of water spilling from his eyes, that and nothing else.

(They don’t know that, though—not yet. ‘Yet’ because it will happen.)

Tyler, on the other side, doesn’t bother looking: if he has no time, no ways, no desires to deal with it, he won’t. That doesn’t show, never, because he doesn’t care enough for it to show—it’s not important, not for him, not right now. He shows nothing but hides it all somewhere, in a place he hopes to forget one day; you can see a tight fist sometimes, a too-long frown sliding on something, but it never lasts enough. That he lets it go, far away, or that he lets himself go, it doesn’t matter: either way, his hands will be bloody, from a fight or from exhaustion.

(That’s funny because, fighting, that’s something Tyler shows. It’s his own little performance. It’s funny, right? That while Aiden shows, Tyler hides—and that when Aiden hides, Tyler shows.)

Yet, despite it all, Tyler is the one dealing with that, their deaths. Maybe it’s because it happened to him first: he was dealing with it already, and Aiden just had to tag along, fall in his steps and follow blindly. Or maybe (and that’s way more plausible) it’s because Tyler hoped to be the last one—maybe he wasn’t dealing with it at all, wanted to bury that memory down, down, down, until he could forget it for once and for all.

But then, Aiden arrived. Then, Aiden died too, and Tyler couldn’t let that go. He, who thrived on protection, who ignored himself for the sake of others, of her, of them, couldn’t let Aiden hurt.

It started with small things—so small Aiden can’t even recall what started it all. A gaze, a smile? Or was it a hand, stretched out like that night? If nothing is blur, if everything is sure, Aiden struggles to link the parts; from the very beginning of life, he always had problems with memories.

He’ll never forget, however, the first time he felt it, comfort.

Before Tyler, before everyone else, life was long and boring and lonely. He traveled, sure, but it wasn’t lively, not like that. It was too much to make friends, never managing to build friendships, but also not enough to have a family: for each vacation he did with his parents, they did the double of it just the two of them.

Then, though, he got a cousin. Hell, he got two, actually, and they made it less lonely. And then, again, he got friends—four of them, who made life less boring no matter how grumpy some were.

However, because he can’t seem to have nice things, never for too long, he died.

To be honest, he never really felt like it could affect him, death; he was dead since long ago, after all, and he didn’t need any ceilings on his head for it to be that way. A physical death, however, seems to affect even the more emotional dead ones.

He pretended it didn’t, though: he plastered a smile on his face, put some stupid makeup to hide the hideous part of it, and went with the flow. He smiled, he laughed, he procrastinated and delayed any kind of work, tried to give some time for his brain to recover.

Alas, death isn’t the end of anything, no matter what people say—so,obviously, a bit of makeup and some jokes didn’t fix anything. The nightmare went on.

It felt reassuring, when they came back to the graveyard. It wasn’t quite comfort, but it was close: it was family, in a way, no matter how wretched their nights were. Their home, their place, for 7 hours.

It’s alright, Aiden would tell himself. He isn’t sure when he stopped believing it, but he was sure it would come back.

That’s when Tyler enters.

(Well, in truth, he enters earlier, right as they’re taken to the facility, through unread messages—but because he can’t read them until way later, it doesn’t count. Not to Aiden, at least.)

He does it slightly, slowly, carefully, so well that Aiden doesn’t really notice. He sees the change, wonders if a tree in the guts always has those effects, but he doesn’t get it. He doesn’t make the connections, doesn’t see what would lead to such behaviour. He considers near-death experience as an explanation, obviously, but his doesn’t enter in his calculation—it’s like he’s trying to forget it, in a way.

Either way, Tyler is here, present. Some longing gazes, some smiles; sometimes, an arched eyebrow, worrying more than mocking, or a frown, observing. It takes Aiden by surprise, every fucking time, just like one may stare at the sun on a winter morning; it’s unexpected but oh so welcome, oh so living. It’s like an anchor, something not to stray too far from the safe depth.

(Out of character, one would say—but they didn’t see Tyler run through a hospital with a hole in his stomach just to see his sister.)

The thing, about Tyler Hernandez, is that he doesn’t give up: no matter the obstacles, his one-track mind will get him at the end of the road, of the race, bleeding and breaking if that’s what it takes. And if he decided, on a random day, to make sure Aiden was alright after the death he went through, then he will make sure Aiden is alright. No matter the jokes, no matter the elusive smiles, no matter the digs he may receive, he will keep going.

He kept going. He kept moving.

And one day, when a particularly loud phantom screamed its guts out in the wild, Tyler does move.

The sound resonates between the trees, so wretched it would send birds flying if there were any; Aiden is right next to the gates, at that time, holding the cords Logan needs for whatever he is doing. He hears it, loud and clear, horrible sound that sends unusual signals into his brain, and he freezes. That’s weird, he knows it is: it’s not a phantom that killed him, but his own carelessness. And yet, at the sound of it, his skull hurts like it has been crushed to pieces.

Usually, when that happens, when he gets scared, Aiden looks away; he fakes the need to scratch his nose against his shoulder, or bends down to mess his hair back into place—anything that would hide his gaze, terrified perls that he doesn’t quite control yet.

Today, when he looks away, ready to hide whatever truth he feels, he meets Tyler’s gaze. The boy is there, at the other side of the graveyard; he’s standing right next to the bus, his bat in his hand as he . Well, no, not his bat—that one is still bare, empty of any nails. It’s one they found some days ago, as the girls went on a raid, And it’s only now that they’re turning it into a weapon.

Still, he is holding a bat like he so often does, and his eyes are on Aiden, something slowly getting more frequent and normal than before. No matter how unexpected, though, Tyler’s gaze never made Aiden uncomfortable, not in a bothering way, so Aiden holds it—he stares back, precised red eyes focusing on the other boy so easily.

It lasts for a second of ten, maybe even a minute. And then, Tyler swings.

Just like he does on the pitch, during a match, he swings.

The movement is well done, controlled, one he practiced many times; the bat doesn’t flatter in his hands but tilts down right at the end, just enough to reveal a relaxed grip. Then, Tyler straightens, bat almost forgotten as it is put down against the floor.

As if he just smashed into a real ball, the boy raises his head, his right hand going to cover his eyes as his stare goes into the distance. Even from afar, it’s clear he is following the path that invisible ball takes, crossing the graveyard before flying over the gate.

His head draws an arch, overly pretending, but it does the trick:

Aiden chuckles.

It’s a sound he has rarely heard, even if it comes from his own body—usually, he doesn’t chuckle: he snickers. That’s a slight difference that cost him many slaps as a child, arrogance and all that, but it never made him chuckle. The sound always felt too childish, even for him, and that’s only now, as it is happening, that he realises he is quite a child anymore. Not really, given his growing age, but he isn’t an adult yet: he doesn’t have to be serious and controlling, he doesn’t have to hide not to break—he just has to be.

The thought is refreshing. Weirdly, it’s all thanks to Tyler.

Before he can even think, Aiden raises a thumb up, straightening with a smile on his lips. At first, he means it as a congratulations, but as he does it, he realises it may appear more as a reassurance—it brings a slight blush on his cheeks, something vulnerable, and for a short second, he thinks about looking away again. He can’t really, though, not when Tyler raises a thumb back, placing his bat on his shoulder with too little pride for it to be just for fun.

After that first time, it becomes a habit—that swing, the look, then the smirk. It is done every time Aiden tries to look away from his fright, as if Tyler never looks away from Aiden; it works every time too, as if Aiden was just hanging, waiting for Tyler’s rare silliness to appear, so he could hold onto it.

And soon enough, as Tyler was bringing Aiden back to life, he also brought him back his heart.

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daily tyden!!

sbgtwt propaganda continues because @collidew1thesky and i created a daily tyden acc on twitter, the username obviously being @/dailytyden :)

we have big projects of posting stuff there so like go follow if u ship tyden ig (which, u should, bc thats an amzing ship if not the best)