#just a glimpse of visual aid of you on the other shoreline

[pardonmydelays]

i don't think you understand: on the ground are banditos fighting while i find nico even though i'm past the point of no return, climb the top of the tower "show yourself" i yell louder even though i'm past the point of no ret-

[likealizardyousay]

“i would die for you” ok cool but would you swim the paladin strait? without any floatation? just a glimpse of visual aid of me on the other shoreline?

[bxsmxx]

"do you love me?"

my brother in christ i would swim the paladin strait without any floatation, just a glimpse of visual aid of you on the other shoreline waiting, expectations that im gonna make it just for you .. :///

[rageisinourveins]

Just a glimpse of visual aid of you on the other shoreline

[moonchild-in-blue]

I would swim the Paladin Strait Without any flotation Just a glimpse of visual aid Of you on the other shoreline Waiting

Happy 1 year anniversary Clancy. Thank you for being my life jacket. |-/

[maybeovercompensate]

“Just a glimpse of visual aid of you on the other shoreline.”

But it’s just me convincing myself of the possibility that Clancy, Torch, and the Bandito’s are waiting for me in an alternate universe because they believe in my potential and ability to fight.

[bbluejoseph]

HERE'S MY CHANCE TIME TO TAKE IT CAN'T BE SURE THAT I'LL MAKE IT EVEN THOUGH I'M PAST THE POINT OF NO RETURN I'M ALL IN I'M SURROUNDED PUT MY MONEY WHERE MY MOUTH IS EVEN THOUGH I'M PAST THE POINT OF NO RETURN I WOULD SWIM THE PALADIN STRAIT WITHOUT ANY FLOTATION JUST A GLIMPSE A VISUAL AID OF YOU ON THE OTHER SHORELINE WAITING EXPECTATIONS THAT I'M GONNA MAKE IT

[planet-hwa]

ON THE SHORELINE — 윤기

✎ summary yunho and mingi went through thick and thin together, always by each other’s sides until the end. so when, one day, a storm corrupts the seas and their ship collapses, they will go through anything to find each other again, whether that be to climb the tallest mountain or swim across the deepest ocean — they would always find their way back together.

pairing yunho x mingi genre best friends and platonic soulmates + disturbing amounts of angst (sort of a pirate au but not really… idk) word count 1.6k

warnings vomiting, exhaustion, dehydration, mentions of blood/cuts, yunho passes out a few times, themes of death, platonic heart break

❝ i would swim the paladin strait without any flotation, just a glimpse of visual aid of you on the other shoreline: waiting ❞ 🎧 now playing   paladin strait ; twenty one pilots

The waves crashed harshly into the hull of the ship as it swayed side to side atop the ocean, in an attempt to stay afloat. Yunho slipped around the wooden deck, the only thing holding him down being his tight, white-knuckled grip on the helm, enduring the challenge of steering as water sprayed his face and body. His soaked hair hung in front of his eyes, water droplets falling from the ends and gliding down his face.

This storm was the worst he had ever encountered whilst sailing, never experiencing more than a few harsh waves and small drums of thunder. Mingi ran his hand through his dampened hair before gripping tight and hopelessly tugging at the sails, the other crewmates deeming it useless once one of them ripped right through and got pulled off by the fierce winds. 

Yunho looked across the ocean, through the fogs and lightning strikes, searching for any sign of saviour only to have a large tsunami-like wave bellowing towards them. Mingi followed his line of sight to see the same swell barging forward at an increasing rate. Bolting along the slippery deck, he lunged up the stairs to the hull as the waves pummeled and capsized the ship in one quick motion. Mingi threw himself over Yunho, using his body as a shield, before they brutally crashed into the ocean with such force to knock them unconscious.

With every crushing wave, the ship shattered into a million pieces, wooden planks, barrels and fabric sales now littering the ocean along with bodies of crewmates. The storm had left as quickly as it came, a new orange gleam cascading over the water, the sun shining quietly in the background. Yunho lay lifeless on a small raft with slashes in his clothes and cuts on his skin, the soft rise and fall of his chest barely visible.

Suddenly, Yunho swung himself up, clutching at his chest whilst his breathing was ragged and heavy, oxygen desperately filling his lungs with every breath. The unexpected air that entered his lungs caused nausea to grow within his stomach, quick to lean over the small raft and empty it into the ocean — mostly just water he had swallowed with the impact of the crash. Wiping the drool away from his mouth, he glanced around at the wreck, eyes watery at the sight of dead bodies: his crewmates.

Grabbing a broken log, he paddled the raft around the wreck and thoroughly examined each body, his heart sinking more and more as the face he looked for the most desperately kept disappearing. 

Pushing through the mess, he got to the last body. A tall man with dark brunette hair lay face first into the water, unmoving. His mind began to race and thoughts began to process that this could be his best friend who lay dead in front of him. But thankfully, when he flipped the man over to view his face, there was no mole on his cheek, his hair now obviously a lot shorter than-

“Mingi!” Yunho screamed, his voice rough and scratchy but still remaining at a loud enough volume. His voice echoed across the sea, bouncing off the far cliffs that surrounded their landing. “Mingi! Are you out there?”

No answer.

He knew he wasn’t one of the floating lifeless bodies, which meant he had to have gotten out somehow. But with the extent of his own injuries, he believed Mingi’s would’ve been much worse considering he sacrificed his body to shield Yunho from the danger.

Through the soft fog, Yunho saw a shimmering light in the distance. It sat upon a small cliff on the shoreline of an island. The light gleamed as the sun hit it, similar to how Yunho’s bracelet did, almost as if it were its twin.

A smile claimed his face as he realised that it, in fact, was the silver chain's twin, which sat on the arm of his other half. He waved his arm desperately in the air to gain attention, making sure the sun hit his bracelet the same way as it hit the other. He watched as the further star grew brighter, an indication of life. Using all the strength he could muster up from his worn out body, he paddled harder and faster than he could in order to get there. He ignored the way that his clothes hung off his body, how the salt water of the sea splashed into his open wounds and caused him to wince in pain each time. He ignored it all, to get to Mingi.

The sky grew a darker orange as the sun began to set behind him, his determination never faltering even though his body grew weary. Muscles were tensing with every small movement, the cool evening breeze sending chills through his weak body. The blood from his cuts had dried on his skin causing it to tightened slightly. He looked at the shining light, still prominent enough for him to locate it as he moved closer at a steady pace.

Yunho’s eyes grew heavy as his arm flailed around with the make-shift paddle, his body on the brink of collapsing from exhaustion. No matter how hard he tried to fight it, the battle was lost as his body grew limp on the raft, arms dipped in the water and face lay on the splintered wood adding some new scratches on his delicate features. His breathing was slow and frail, the dehydration in his throat causing it to sound raspy through his parted lips.

By the time his eyes flickered open, he had ended up on the shoreline of the island he was chasing, the tide bringing him in with swift motions. Laying there with no movement in his cold body, he stretched an arm out and reached for the sand, grasping it and watching as the grains cascaded through his fingers. Blinking largely to wake himself, he sat up slowly and stared at the sharp, rocky cliffs that surrounded him. Coming to his senses, he realised he was finally where Mingi was, frantically looking at the cliff’s edge for that silver shimmer once more.

There it was!

It was quick but visible enough for him to know.

Following the rocky path up the cliffs, he tripped over his feet more times than he could count, still ailing throughout his entire body. But Mingi was right there! He had no time to worry about himself. All he could think about was his heroic best friend who surrendered his own body to protect Yunho’s.

The rocks crackled underneath each footstep, all feeling loose enough to crumble with any wrong move. His pace picked up as the glimmer of jewellery faded in his peripheral vision.

Hiking his way up the final cliff, his body slow motioned but bleeding with resilience, a smile pulling at his lips as he finally made it to his destination. Climbing up the last few steps, he came to a sudden halt, the smile that appeared a second ago disappeared even quicker.

A limp body rested at the top of the cliff, deep gashes carved into it as blood bleached the torn clothes, one wrist sporting a silver chain bracelet identical to Yunho’s.

“N-no…” Yunho whimpered, hurriedly leaning down at the body. His hand grazed the facial features of the man, tracing his jawline and circling around the small mole on his cheek.

Arms wrapping around the man’s lifeless corpse, pulling him up and closer to his own. Although Yunho’s drenched clothes held his body cold, the figure in his arm’s had an icy chill to it, no blood had flowed through it for at least a few hours. 

“Come on, Mingi… please…” Yunho cried into the man’s neck, deliriously praying for a miracle to occur and he wake up from this deep slumber. “P-please don’t leave me, you’re all I have left.”

Yunho pulled away from him, his eyes searching for Mingi’s. His heart shattered into a million pieces as his gaze was answered with a lifeless stare. Tears streamed down his face like a current, burning into his puffy cheeks and falling onto Mingi’s face. His head lay on Mingi’s chest, silence begs and muffled cries spilled through his lips as he still tried to listen for his heartbeat. One hand moved to his wrist — the wrists that both shared their matching jewels — squeezing it tightly as the chains intertwined together.

It was no use, and Yunho knew it but didn’t have the guts to want to admit it.

Mingi’s soul had left this earth and now lays the shell of his body — in the arms of his best friend, his brother, his soulmate.

All Yunho could do was stay there with him. His mind and body were numb with grief, as well as the exhaustion of his own ignored injuries. Head nestled against Mingi’s glacial chest, body succumbing to the enervation. 

Yunho wasn’t leaving Mingi’s side until morning, until help came.

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“Just a little longer, we’re almost at the top!” Wooyoung heaved, breath heavy from the immense amount of climbing they had done today. San was quick behind him, following each vigilant step as to not cause the rocky cliffs to crumble.

Finally making it to the top, San bumped into a paused Wooyoung, an unseen expression lacing his face. He followed his friend's gaze as it landed on two unusual shapes. Cautiously moving towards the figures, they noticed it was two people huddled together. One lay flat across the other’s lap, head dipped into the chest.

“How long do you think they’ve been here?” San whispered, the winds almost covering it. He lightly tugged at the torn clothing that sheltered the skeleton bones, almost withering away between his fingers.

“Not sure,” Wooyoung replied, circling the tangled pile of bones. He noticed the intertwined bracelets that enveloped the bones, now coloured a dirty silver. “But by the looks of it, they cared for each other deeply.”

author's note i'm sorry for this one guys ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა if you haven't listened to paladin strait by twenty one pilots, i highly recommend you do. it's such a beautiful song and some lyrics just made me think of yunho and mingi ♡

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written by planet-hwa™

[drcaspiancrow]

dema lore ramblings right before i go to bed once again.

theres got to be a significance to the actual paladin strait right? I doubt tyler would dedicate an entire song to it if it didn't mean anything, but yet its not even mentioned or shown in the music video. unless I missed it.

to me the lines "I would swim the paladin strait, without any floatation. just a glimpse of visual aid, of you on the other shore line, waiting, expectations that im gonna make it." is so full of meaning and symbolism.

Clancy would jump into a dangerous situation (swimming an entire river) without any aid (flotation) except Torch's presence on the other end, confident that Clancy can make it through and oh my-

Torch didnt go up in the tower. Clancy had to go alone. we know this, clancys the exception. the paladin strait is the tower. defeating the bishops. torch will be waiting for him on the other side as clancy has this terrible inner battle with himself, but he won't be there to help him through it because he can't. but he will be waiting, right outside the (meraphorical?) door (aka shoreline) confident that Clancy will win.

but still. tylers use of a specific river that is literally in dema itches something in my brain. it makes me feel like im missing something here. He could have just used river or strait, but he chose to use the paladin strait. could it be that the entire battle in paladin strait mv didnt happen? and that he'll cross the strait in the next mv? idk idk. I dont think so. maybe im overthinking and he just used paladin strait to sound catchy or something. cause I mean it definitely is.

torch is confident that clancy will win, but that final look in the tower makes me think maybe, just maybe, he second guesses. he worries that maybe clancy won't win.

I think we'll get a lot of answers in the contract though. whatever that ends up being.

[mr-mistyeyed]

oh it's you. welcome back to the show. it's reassuring you keep coming around. give me some advice. when our fingers touch i feel my way back home. clinging to promises. can't be sure that i'll make it. just a glimpse of visual aid of you on the other shoreline. i'll take anything you have, if you could throw me a line. reaching out on my way home. making my way towards you. trying to hold onto you cause everybody leaves. it's tough to find good company. i want love and sunny days. i swear that i will give more than i take away.. just keep me company.

[syn4k]

i would swim the Paladin Strait without any flotation just to glimpse a visual aid of you on the other shoreline

textless vers underneath cut

[sillyboycam]

“Just a glimpse of visual aid, Of you on the other shoreline”

“Waitin’”

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I love Clancy and Torchbearer

that’s it that’s the whole post

ok yap about them, thanks!

art by yours truly ——> @sillyboycam

[ettengiv]

Now I know why I woke up here on the shoreline

Coughing up blood in the twilight

Everything looks thе same

Will you halt this eclipse in mе?

Just a glimpse of visual aid

Of you on the other shoreline

Waitin', expectations that I'm gonna make it

I need a Twenty Øne Piløts x Sleep Token collab you don’t understand

[booberism]

"I can't be alone, guess I never told you so"

"I would swim the paladin strait without any flotation just a glimpse of visual aid of you on the other shoreline waiting"

Tyler doesn't know how to live without the pain. He can't be "alone" or away from his anxiety and depression. He became so used to it that he is almost excited to finally return to this state. (Which sadly ties in with backslide)

Then he BECOMES those emotions after he finally goes back to it, dragging others with him (Citizens of Dema, friends and family)

Tyler Joeseph you genius I HATE YOU ☹️

[pardonmydelays]

✨ 13 days till clancy tour!!! ✨

so track 13. paladin strait.

and just like clancy, i would swim the paladin strait without any floatation, just a glimpse of visual aid of you ( @wagingmywarsbehindmyface ) 🫵🏻 on the other shoreline, waiting... expectations that i'm gonna make it...

for real tho, i think we're gonna make it. there's only 13 days left. together we're losers we can do it. we're past the point of no return...

but we're not dun done yet.

dOeS iT sOuNd LiKe ThE eNd?

[clancysjumpsuit]

I WOULD SWIM THE PALADIN STRAIT WITHOUT ANY FLOTATION. JUST A GLIMPSE OF VISUAL AID OF YOU ON THE OTHER SHORELINE