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Sewing my mask and jacket might have been the best thing I've done for myself recently like actually. This shit rocks. I get to just be Clanky whenever I want.
Like talk about comfort items. (I also bought my stole so that's nice too.)
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No spoilers here. Whatever happens, Torchbearer - I love you. That will never change. I believe my fate was always to be found by you and the other Banditos. I was always meant to defect, escape, to never become a Glorious Gone like They wanted me to. Whatever my destiny may be though.. I will always, always love you. And I will always, always escape from Dema and be found by you. Cover me!
- Clancy (Trench/Twenty One Pilots lore) (#🎼🌹)
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Torchbearer,
The snow has come and gone for now, leaving my corner of the world wet and dreary. It drains my soul when the world is like this. I long for the greenery of Trench. I miss being out in the wilderness, being able to close my eyes and connect with the Earth in one of the best ways possible. I find myself missing camp. I miss the community, even when I felt like an outsider. It was comforting in some way.
I have found myself missing you, as well. I miss our talks when sleep wouldn't embrace me. I miss exploring. I miss the companionship. I can't explain it, but I know our hearts are connected. I hope that connection hasn't disappeared.
I miss you. Please don't hate me. I wish you were my gift this year.
Following your flame,
Clancy
-- #🎼🌹
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Mental health is a mess. I've gone fully rogue now. I can't see Torchbearer. I can't see Banditos. I don't want to backslide but it feels like the trapdoor opened beneath me so silently. I am terrified of the future. I don't want power. I want to survive. I want to live.
-- Clancy (#🎼🌹)
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Torchbearer's handwriting now exists upon my flesh. A permanent reminder of his protection, of his promise. My first tattoo. It feels right in a strange way. Like it's meant to be there. Dark letters once enscribed on parchment may now exist on me, carried by me, through this world as we know it.. It gives me the courage to pick myself up and keep fighting.
I won't give up again, Torchbearer.
- Clancy (Twenty One Pilots/Trench Lore) (#🎼🌹)
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I'm terrified and trying not to fall into derealization but what is going on. Am I not real? Is Torchbearer not real? Did I ever leave Dema in the first place? I'm scared. I have no cover.
-- Clancy (#🎼🌹)
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Not really sure if kins are comfortable interacting with links but I found an ask blog with a lot of other trench kins/linkers and reading through them was really comforting. Shout-out to any trenchkins or links reading especially other Clancys I love you guys <3
I saw some other sourcemates posted. I decided now is a good time to put myself out here.
I realized I'm Blurryface and have been for a long time. It's an odd feeling to have that realization when it feels so strongly like it's been like that since forever. It's been settled into my bones for so long that it feels so natural.
And then on top of that, I was hit by also being Clancy. Which feels like coming home. It has made me experience the anxiety of going anywhere without smearing myself, which I have never felt before. I've been overwhelmed with memories and it almost feels like waking up after being smeared by a Bishop.
I've never felt so alone yet not alone at all at the same time in this way. No wonder I'm so exhausted lately.
-- Blurryface and Clancy (#🎼🌹)
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