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I don't belong, I see my past everywhere (I’ve got PTSD) by PinkPastel_Krys
Fandoms: Forsaken (Roblox)
08 Aug 2025
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Chance accidentally triggers Guest's PTSD, Elliot comforts him.
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His nightmares are full of teeth.
"They made me," Josh confesses into the warmth of Tyler's shoulder. It feels like pulling shrapnel.
And Tyler says, "They made you do what?"
Josh shakes his head, his lungs aching. He curls his fingers into the front of Tyler's shirt. "They made me," he says again, and again. "They made me. I was a person and then I..." He swallows down a lump of emotion, a dry sob. "And then I wasn't."
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The pain ruled Tyler’s life - it told him where he could go, how he could feel, and who he could be. Years into his secluded and lonely life, Tyler meets Josh.
Tyler walks with a cane, Josh tries his very best to take care of him.
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Drowning in the stress of his majors and parents’ pressure, Josh finds solace in cheap Walmart wine and the cashier who always seems to be there. Tyler’s passion for art and independence intrigues Josh, but he fears it’s distracting him from the up-and-coming business career that's expected of him.
Josh battles his feelings for Tyler, torn between the freedom Tyler’s life offers and the cautionary tale it represents.
Aka the Walmart fic
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Martyr of the Reds and Yellows by agropoet, Glorious_Zombie
Fandoms: Twenty One Pilots, Trench - Twenty One Pilots (Album)
30 May 2025
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There is no God.
If he truly existed, he wouldn’t stand by idly and watch the world he created be reduced to a barren wasteland. One where a regime sat together discussing the fate of a life. One they had no right to control.
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Vulture Tyler gets a fanfic
Art from aggressive_poetry on Instagram and aggressive_poet on twitter
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high school/college joshler, nothing new or exciting just angsty and fluffy, i live for joshler pining after each other
Josh blinked hard, forcing the happy memories away. That’s all they were, memories. Any trace of that relationship they once shared was gone. It felt like a weight in his chest, making it harder to breathe. He wasn’t that kid anymore, and neither was Tyler.
Tyler, who now had Josh pinned against the locker, his hand gripping the front of Josh’s shirt, eyes filled with something dark and cruel. Unrecognizable.