#twenty one pilot fics

[sarcasmcloud]

"Kinda wishin' that I never did Saturday" - Backslide (twenty one pilots)

[i-seeaspaceshipinthe-sky]

yes we all know you read it

[teeentyonepilots]

Why is Josh blurry in every photo? Why has he been pretty quiet in the promo of the new single and era? Are there lore implications for this? Is Josh real?

[allys-fairlylocal]

TYLER ACKNOWLEDGED THE FOREST FIC EVERYONE SCATTER

[heavymetalluverr566]

HE REPOSTED WHAT???

im laughing so hard but crying harder lol

(I haven't finished reading this work, but I know what it's about, and it was a little hard for me to read it, is it worth reading it or will it break me in the end, what do you think?)

[the-hype-on-tv]

imagine

the year is 201something, there's this band that's just starting to grow, you decide to write a silly little story where they're younger and in love

and then 2024 comes and tyler joseph himself acknowledges this fic in a friggin instagram story

[dasloddl]

"The rain," Tyler says. Josh nods, slowly. "It's like..." Tyler pauses, searching for the word. "Crisper," Josh says.

[blurryszn]

they’re so cute this era it’s too much :((

[mr-brightside-adventures]

This was not on my 2024 bingo card but here we are

Tyler 👀

[useyourglutes]

i'm going back and re-reading all the fics i've posted on ao3 cuz i second guess myself but like, WHY AM I LOWKEY EATING WITH THESE??? HOLY SHIT THE 4AM FUMES MADE ME MODERN FUCKING SHAKESPEARE BRO

[itsirlpidge]

she sent me her location bitch what is this???

[mx-misty-eyed]

hey, hey Tyler... what the fuck

[teeentyonepilots]

Didn’t expect Tyler to be making a forest fic reference at 9 o’clock in the morning in the year 2024

[poraphia]

sometimes i like to think about that every big internet fandom has their own infamous fanfic in which its usually very smutty

i also like to think about how I was also in all of these fandoms

another reminder that fanfic authors are in fact the backbone of the fanbase

[blurryeef]

TORCHBEARER

neon in lead tubes, slosh against the grain hemmed closure of no escape

door frame tucked into corners, threatening oxygen crumbling inside his lungs

gray air, carnations against smudged glass. resists against the nine. he couldn't think past concrete, concluded bodies in lead tubes.

wouldn't it be easier? to melt into concrete, go against the carnations, rebel against the red.

black, under skin and festering low. black stomach, black blood, black veins. smudged windows from finger paint, maybe today is the day we escape.

he's gathered around, around the nine. construction of conclusion, unmarked, concrete licked by neon flames. if i die to my hands, would my skin remain black; or would the body revert to which it came.

sunlight and fire, through tunnels of lead. he shakes my hand and the paint doesn't spread.

hes inside the ground, intruding gray air. I follows his light, a light bulb in darkness, LED yellow.

grass sprinkled with carnations: a hopeful resolution, lined between carnage and conciliation

he passes the flame, from left hand to my right

"for war is evident, ignite a new. i welcome you Tyler, a world to pursue. creation is precious, light painted on skin, in trench we discard the darkness, self-condemnation is sin."

neon in lead tubes, against the grain, a hemmed closure of no escape- now 200 feet behind, tucked against finger paint. as trench welcomes resistance the sun rises once more, longing for change rallying against deaths door.

[the-hype-on-tv]

OMG HE KNOW

WHY ELSE WOULD HE POST THAT IF HE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND IT

AND THE PAIN IT BRINGS UP ON THE CLIQUE

it's official, tyler has definitely read the forest fic