#if you dont like to be tagged in things like this

[wernerherzogs]

some of my fave buddie fics for anon in no particular order! please mind all the ratings, tags, and warnings of these works while browsing:

plot-focused:

about the present series by Amiril

The day of the shooting, Eddie got stuck in a time loop. But that was three months ago. He's completely fine now.

boys, when my baby found me by nondz (pinkjook)

Three months later, things are mostly back to normal.

And then there's an accident.

the city is a jungle and i’m a beast by putanauhere (TRUST ME.)

“There are no wolves in Southern California,” Buck states, another bit of trivia. He just doesn’t know it’s a lie.

The Things All Come and Gone by moodlighting

“I didn’t—it’s not that I couldn’t be alone,” Buck explained, pausing to find the right words. “I just. Wanted to be here.”

I Broke What You Gave Me, But You Kept Giving More by rcdwings

Evan Buckley wakes up without eight years of his memories with some guy named Eddie Diaz on his bedside. Which could mean nothing.

lonely little love dog by littleghost

When the 118 is closed for reconstruction after an earthquake, Buck is a floater for different stations around the city. He tries not to let it get to him. Much.

kerosene by mandolare

He doesn’t— need more of Eddie. This is enough. This is plenty. This is more than anyone else has of him; he can deal with the marrow-deep want that’s begun to choke him every once in a while.

all my little words by youbetsya

Eddie: Did you just send me an email??

Buck: yeah lol

Eddie: Why…

I dont think you’ve ever emailed me actual words before. Just stuff to print when your printer is broken

Buck: did you read it?

Eddie: Not yet

Too busy trying to figure out why the fuck you’re emailing me

Buck: just read it dude 🙄

instructions on not giving up by Wildehack (tyleet)

Eddie gave up in July.

Live and (Don't) Let Die by xylodemon

The guy gets straight to the point, asking, "What do you need?" in a dull, bored voice.

"My best friend is going to die. I want that to… not happen."

"No small feat, bringing back the dead. And it comes at a cost."

It's Eddie. Buck says, "Yes," without a second thought.

good pretender by likeshipsonthesea

“Okay, but what are the rules?”

Ravi stares. “The rules for…?”

“Casual sex.”

Ravi continues to stare. It is 5:39 in the morning.

i can tell just what you want (you don't want to be alone) by Talls

In which Eddie keeps secrets and Buck is incredibly normal and rational and even brave about his reaction to this.

here’s my hand, there’s the itch by signetsealed

"I wasn’t kidding when I said I could talk about Chris all night,” Eddie says. His voice is quiet and close in Buck’s ear. “But that’s not why I called.”

been lost for a while by trysetmeonfire

Eddie's wife has been dead for two weeks. There's a firefighter in bed five. These are not necessarily related facts, but Eddie will have a hard time separating them out, later.

Downward Facing Doggy Style by Survivah

Eddie and Buck pick up a new hobby while Chris is in Texas.

slaughterhouse by kithmet

Eddie announces he’s leaving. Buck, naturally, begins a slow descent to madness.

Choosing Joy 'Verse series by ithilien22

In which Eddie mends fences with Chris, starts something new with Buck, and navigates the complex emotions he has around his parents.

 the sweetest apparition by hyruling

Eddie moves to Texas. Buck keeps accidentally telling people Eddie's dead. It goes about as well as you'd expect.

pluperfect by unreckless

Buck is always good for a ride to the airport. He’s good at lots of things, like being a good friend and goodbyes.

beating the horse by doitgently

Eddie is moving to Texas. Buck finally figures out what he wants.

Burn a bridge, learn how to swim series by WatermelonShots (AvocadosUnderTheEaves)

In which there is some unexpected making out, some pining, one third of an existential crisis and a lot of unhelpful advice. Not necessarily in that order.

you drew stars around my scars by ladieslunching

Someone at the 118 doesn't know how to leave Buck's clipboard alone. Buck would be a lot more upset about it if it didn't bag him the love of his life.

Hot Ghost Problems by ebjameston

The ghost would prefer to go by Buck, if Eddie wouldn’t mind.

ripples all the way down by iriswests

This is the tumultuous road to finding out what Buck truly wants, paved by pebbles.

throw a bone, i’m finally home by fleetinghearts

“Oh, Buck,” Eddie says softly, torn between unbearable fondness and an ache that threatens to crack his breastbone.

when everything's on fire by beartowns

Eddie and Chris move in with Buck after a fire. Buck breaks up with his boyfriend, buys a house with Eddie, and realizes he's in love. In precisely that order.

ice cream before dinner by cloudydaisies

The problem is—well.

Actually, backtrack for a sec. There were a few problems.

Eddie’s got a whole lot of them, lately, and maybe that was The Problem.

Something in the Air (Is Giving Me Bad Ideas) by paramountie

After Christopher comes back from Texas, Eddie makes an important decision: he is not going to blow up his life anymore.

crossed the muddy line by Anonymous

Eddie Diaz is from El Paso, Texas; a fact which accounts for both more and less than he ever expected it to.

the tortured poets department by colonoscopys

The first time Buck touched him, Eddie blew an ambulance up.

still by brewrosemilk

For the first time, Buck longs for a bullet wound to treat. Dirt to dig at. A door to break through. Something. There’s nothing.

somewhere to stand and stay by teaspoon

“What are you doing right now?” Eddie asks. He sounds distracted; Buck can tell immediately that he’s driving.

authentication by v_greyson (greyson)

"Yeah, Eddie picks the guys so I don't make stupid decisions," Buck says, flicking through menus to pick a new racetrack.

The combination of Hen munching peanuts and looking back and forth between them makes Eddie feel like he's a zoo exhibit. Best Friends, captured in the wild, still feral, exhibiting behaviors heretofore unknown to science.

"Well, good luck with - all that," Hen says pointedly to Eddie. She is definitely not talking about the video game.

keeping score by arcanaphora

After getting dumped, Buck is left with two tickets to a weeklong cruise. Eddie steps in to support a friend in need, but complications arise when his friend becomes his fake husband. All's fair in love, war, and trivia.

if i said you could never touch me by marviless*

Eddie pulls back from him with a half-confused, half-concerned furrow in between his eyebrows. “Buck?”

Buck sags against the wall. “Sorry,” he says, wiping the back of his forearm against his forehead in a mixture of frustration and newfound exhaustion. “Sorry.”

Counting Pulses by tinyydancerr*

Eddie Diaz’s life is going great. He’s in therapy, he’s got a great girlfriend, a great kid, his friend is getting married to the woman of his dreams, and his best friend just came out to him.

Now his best friend is dating their new friend.

Things are going great. He promises.

porn-heavy (only a few of these are straight up pwp though):

Feel You Forever by semperama

“Is this…” Eddie meets his eyes again. “Is this new?”

a mess of my creation by Anonymous

They’re in the fucking bunk room. There’s someone snoring in the bed over by the bathroom, a good twenty feet and two beds away, and Buck doesn’t know if it’s Hen or Chimney or Bobby, but they’re in here, they’re asleep, and this is awful, this is so fucking unprofessional and if they get caught they are going straight to HR.

blood in the highs and count the stars by seachanged

“Go on,” Eddie says, nosing into the soft spot under Buck’s jaw.

Buck laughs, a little hysterically. ”You’re not serious.”

look straight ahead if you like it slow by hattalove

“This gets you going, huh?” Eddie grins, propping himself up on his elbows so he can move higher on the bed, reach the pretty pink bow of Buck’s mouth. “Devotion? You being it for me?” He stretches up toward Buck’s ear, whispers: “Monogamy?”

hang me up on your bedroom wall by eddiegettingshot

“You’re going to be a great father someday,” Eddie says eventually, because he’s worse than he used to be and Buck’s reverent eyes make him feel—they just make him feel.

“Eddie, I—”

“You are,” he repeats, firm. “Don’t you think I’d know better than anyone?

buck and eddie's red hot infidelity summer series by cranberrymoons

He’s not thinking about it. He’s not. He’s definitely not.

the moon like a spotlight by dykeries

Three months after Eddie moves to El Paso, Buck comes to visit.

this ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living by glorious_spoon

"You guess," Eddie repeats under his breath, but he sounds amused. He sets the boxes down and kicks the door shut behind him to wind through the chaos of Buck's half packed away kitchen. "You're insane."

love's not a game by thatbuddie (talktothesky)

“So that goal, huh?”

Buck groans, his hands clawing at the sheets beneath him as his toes curl up, the fire that’s been building up inside him for what feels like hours sizzling and uncontrollable in its path through Buck’s body.

i might kiss you on the back of your neck (because it’s christmas time) by sibylsleaves

Five Times Captain Diaz and Recruit Lieutenant Diaz fail to sleep together and one time they do.

would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? by brattybuckley

Evan Buckley is currently on cloud nine. 

Well–

Honey on the Vine by sirencalls

Buck wakes up to an Eddie with stubble for the first time in months and refuses to let a good opportunity to go waste.

lock me down tonight by lecornergirl

Buck tells everyone Eddie talks him into it, but when it comes to Eddie, he’s never needed much convincing.

Mind Blowing Mess by EtoileGarden

"I’d like to have a threesome. I think.” 

“You think?” 

“Yeah,” Taylor eyed him for a moment, and then leaned a little further over the table, her chin in her hand. “Have you ever had one before?”

songs and poems and promises by lesbianrobin

“It’s crazy how different sex is with men,” Buck says, and everyone around him groans.

rodeo queen by okanus

“What’s the saying again? Save a horse…hm, y’know, I don't quite remember the rest of it.” Eddie can’t help the smile curving up the corner of his mouth.

“You’re an asshole,” Buck says, scowling. The tips of his ears are pink.

yes god don't speak by detectivemeer

“You’re staring.”

“What.” Eddie says. “No I’m not.” 

[donutfrost]

playing around with the idea of noise form neku

[ex0rin]

BREAKING NEWS: you can hate a ship without needing to prove you're 'morally superior' or whatever about it

[schafpudel]

#cried over wolves tell no lies#op is right about the meds stuff being a little difficult.#but.. mm.#mood balancers; adhd meds also.. it should be noted however that 'chronic condition that makes you hairy' (among other symptoms)...#lots of ppl saying its an autism allegory AND IT IS TO BE VLEAR#but the chronic illness aspect - the physical disability aspect#should be acknowledged too please#the waking up and having missed a day. a whole day.#theres a lot more i could say but i dont have it in me right now. maybe later. i should sleep.#actually i do have more to say.#1 the framing with the mums comic is so painful. its so cute and sweet and exactly like every fucking mother who has a disabled child#and chooses to center herself anyway. i dont hate her. i hate that though.#2. the 'doing something out of character and then collapsing for too long and not being able to get back to yourself fast enough to#keep your job' part: has happened to me when i was (insert whatever the hell that shit was). agonising.#the dissociative aspect i guess. its just familiar a bit i guess.#3. the meds permission part obvs applies to all sorts of things but my heart made me think a little about hrt before settling on like.#mood balancers; adhd meds also. but AH FUCK I BACKSPACED AND LOST A TAG.#um . my point followed like: notable chronic condition that can increase body hair is often treated with. well. hormones#sooooo.#4. The Guilt. The Guilt. The Guilt.#ive never even.. not physically. but still.#ive made her cry havent i? isnt that enough? the guilt.#5. the casual half suggestion of hypersexuality when 'charged'. fuuuuck my life. yeah. like yeah. i dont know. yeah.#ok now ill shut up. ok#edit: hello other taggers speaking on things other than neurodivergence/autism . i love you. i will protect you and me as well

Everyone should read perfect communication and wolves tell no lies by Ryoko Kui

[wackywatchdotcom]

before i go do smth else like smth i think abt often but was thinking abt a few hrs ago in particular is how the circus easily tricks the audience into thinking the circus would be Better Than Real Life. when i think from literally almost any angle you examine it its just as bad (if not worse, depending on your own problems)

i think theres like so many problems its hard to even list them all. some of it is personal taste things. cus i think a lot of people think itd be fun because they enjoy specific aesthetic choices in the circus, or bc of other interest related things. but like. what about people who HATE bright colors. what about people who dont like the idea of not being human. what about people who dont enjoy things like roleplaying. some aspects of the circus are only even appealing to specific tastes in things, making one of the few 'draws' of it not really even being a universal thing

and thats the superficial stuff. because more importantly, if you dont like the real world (for whatever reason), the circus may provide a temporary solution to that, because its so far removed from reality. but i think the circus is way smaller than people realize. theres definitely always going to be things to see since caine can always make things, but its just as limited if not more than the real world, because while the world grows and changes, genuinely new things are created and discovered and stuff. caine will never really get to see that, let alone recreate it for the players- and even then, it still isnt actually that thing. that doesnt even factor in that caine is already operating on limited knowledge of the real world. its not clear how detailed he can get on things, since the accuracy can vary (spudsys being so accurate to the real world, vs the dinner in ep 1 being so flat and lacking almost any detail), but theres a good chance that anything he makes is going to be limited to, at the most, a CONCEPT from the real world, if theres nothing in the real world you like, thats still all youll get, just in a different way.and if you DO like things from the real world, youll never get to truly reexperience it (even if caine remakes it, youll know its not the real thing, and it wont be 100% how you remember it, either)

then theres the safety/pain/horror aspect to what caine makes. i think because there hasnt been gore or anything its easy to assume the circus is still tame, and that anything bad that happens cant be TOO bad. but this is NOT true at all. the teaser of the show establishes that even when caine is not going for horror, he still hurts the players. theres things thatd be physically horrifying to a person like getting possessed, theres physical pain (i see it debated but i think its clear that even if they were to experience less pain, they still DO experience pain, but thats a different topic) or extreme discomfort, theres psychological torment (the exit doors are genuinely very cruel even if that wasnt caines goal, what ep 4 did to jax and gangle. kinger getting taunted in ep 3, etc). its all survivable but even if you like them caine isnt trustworthy enough in this way to never do smth horrific to a person, or cause it through his actions

then theres the complete lack of autonomy, which imo is one of the most frightening things about the circus. bc unless your tastes are always aligning with the exciting, completely family friendly existence of the circus, and you never deviate even a little, you are going to be barred from any semblance of it. its best illustrated in how pomni HATES being touched but caines always prodding her and moving her places and stuff, and in how zooble is denied the option to opt out of adventures even when they state they want to directly by episode 4 implying the choice to even have time to yourself is deeply conditional (plus, the whole lack of an exit entirely meaning that even if you liked the circus, the lack of option to leave would still affect a person. youre getting locked in a big room for the rest of time and youll never get to leave). and also this post

and THEN you factor in the social aspect. because regardless of how you prefer socializing if at all, the circus is a nightmare. if you dont like people, thats great! you dont NEED to be anyones friend! except that you are going to be forced to interact with them eventually, and when you do its going to be repeated. its not gonna be once. and once caine notices hes going to bother you about it. forever

alternatively, if you DO like social interactions in any way, no matter what, if its not you, youre going to see others abstract. you are going to inevitably watch those you care abt struggle and eventually get stuck in a state that Seems Extremely Horrifying To Experience forever. its long and drawn out and itd suck and it wouldnt happen once

then is the easy to forget fact that if you have psychological problems they can and WILL follow you to the circus. gangle and zooble are the biggest examples of this. the circus didnt get rid of their problems, they just gave it a new, horrifying inevitable consequence. i sometimes fall victim to looking at the circus and assuming that ohhh i wouldnt have this problem! because i wont have to deal w it getting set off! but like... yeah i would. i wouldnt stop having this or that in the circus id just have to deal w it while ALSO going on adventures

theres many things. you cant eat you cant die you dont get to decide anything when you do die it seems terrifying to experience and youll be stuck in some level of that forever and anything you enjoy is not with you and anything you dont enjoy will follow you too to some degree and the list goes on and on

all this said i dont think any of this is an indicator that the characters lives are meaningless or smth just because it sucks. theres a reason gooseworx has said that the takeaway from the show should be that theres meaning to be found in a stagnant life. theres still meaning in their existence and i dont think its as hopeless as it may seem- but i think its still BAD. and tbh the idea that its worse only HELPS that theme of the show!!! i dont think itd hit as hard as a theme if the circus DIDNT suck

[forsaken-headcanons]

the coolcarnival is kinda like a manifestation of c00lkidd's mindscape/imagination, inspired by the one time 007 managed to scrape together enough money to bring him to a carnival/theme park for bonding time. c00lkidd almost set something on fire, and so they never went back (it was also because 007 was broke. and they didnt have much time before they got forsakened)

why does coolkidd get a wholee map themed snd based off himself while the others dont? uh. dont question it.

when the survivors first got that map, you can imaginee 007 was uh. not okay. he'd seen this place in coolkidds drawings, or heard about it when coolkidd would talk about it, saying that he'd make it happen so that they could both enjoy it without stress. 007 just didnt expect it to happen like this.

he was kinda just. dazed the entire match, and a few after that. sometimes when they get that map, he just kinda wanders into the house and stares at the pictures on the wall. the entire thing is based off coolkidd's 10th birthday party, basically righr before they were forsaken. 007 ends up just zoning out in the house until he's snapped out of it by another survivor or until he's attacked/killed

as for coolkidd, instead of playing tag, he is more so dragging the survivors around to play on all the rides and structures. it seems to always tire them out though, so he sadly doesnt get to play with them very long :( (theyre dead yeah he still killed them unknowingly oops) sometimes, on rare occasions, he won't have as much heart to play tag or go on any rides, and instead ends up resting in the little house. he isn't even sure as to why it's so familiar to him, but its comforting.

can you tell im a wee bit insane about these two

- :3 anon

Yes. I can tell.

[chickinu]

Happy 23rd Anniversary to Kingdom Hearts and HAPPY BIRTHDAY SORA━☆ﾟ.*

This series means so much to me and to show that.....I drew 50 Soras + the Heart Hotel peeps and my wrist hates me XD

Like seriously, I kept on finding Soras to add onto the already BEEG army and it kept going and going from the costumes, to creative liberty, to the more obscure ones.

So much passion went into this because KH is just a series that's near and dear to my heart, and Sora is without a doubt one of my favorite characters of all time~♡

And now that this little project is done, all I have to say is.....DONT LET THIS MAJORLY FLOP OK, I WORKED TOO HARD TO MAKE THIS DARN THING (jkjkjkjk just pls look at it at least, u can look at it better on my tumblr if ya want XD)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEST CHARCATER EVER MADE

(fashionably late but shhhhh and thatnks to ma friendos for keeping me sane and encouraging to finish dis)

Imma finish KH3 now, scuse me~☆

Close Ups!!!

Initial Sketch~♧

[bangchanswvife]

closer than before - ♡

이희승 as your childhood bestfriend ⋆˙⟡ wc. ୨ৎ mature drabble 𐙚 smut (18+ mdni!!), fingering, begging, dirty talk, explicit language, unprotected sex (dont!!) praise kink >⩊<

wc: 4k 👀

genre: smut, romance, childhood bestfriends to lovers, long distance

synopsis: you and heeseung have always had an unbreakable bond, but ever since he debuted as a kpop idol, your time together became almost nonexistent. despite the distance, you never stopped supporting him from afar. one day, missing him more than ever, you decide to take matters into your own hands— booking a flight to seoul for a surprise reunion.

but what starts as a simple visit quickly turns into something much more… unexpected. between secret meetups, late-night confessions, and undeniable tension, you begin to wonder— has your friendship with heeseung always been just friendship? or was there always something more waiting to surface? (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

RELEASED TODAYY!!

ps: not proof read plus this is my first ever!! so please bare with me 💕💕 ENJOYYY!!

tags 🏷️ @shy9-29

you stared at your phone, the screen glowing in the dim light of your room. heeseung’s last message, sent weeks ago, felt like an echo in the silence.

“sorry, things have been crazy with practice and schedules. i’ll text when i can, i promise.”

but he never did.

a deep sigh escaped your lips as you tossed your phone onto the bed, frustration creeping in once again. you weren’t mad at him, not really. you understood the demands of his career. he was living his dream, and you were so proud of him. but that didn’t change the ache in your chest, the emptiness you felt every time you opened your phone to see his name but no new message from him.

before heeseung debuted, the two of you had been inseparable. you were his best friend, his confidant, and he was yours. you spent days together—lazy afternoons in your favorite cafés, spontaneous trips to the arcade, or quiet nights in, simply talking about everything and nothing at all. there was no distance between you, no walls.

but now, it felt like there was an ocean between you. even when you watched his performances, his interviews, his variety shows, it wasn’t enough. the man on the screen was still heeseung, but he was different now. a part of him seemed to belong to the world, to his fans, to his idol image, and less to you.

you tried not to let it get to you, but it did.

you glanced at your phone again. the unread messages from him piled up, all of them filled with apologies and vague promises about making time. but you knew those promises weren’t real. not anymore. not with his packed schedule and his growing fame.

you closed your eyes, rubbing your temples. it wasn’t just that you missed him. it was the feeling that you were a ghost in his life now. your friendship had once felt like it could weather anything, but now it was becoming a distant memory.

it was crazy, you knew it was crazy, but a thought tugged at you—a wild, reckless idea. maybe it was the desperation that made it seem possible. maybe it was the feeling of being stuck, trapped in the routine of watching him from a distance. whatever it was, it had you typing before you could second-guess yourself.

seoul, south korea. one-way ticket.

your finger hovered over the mouse. your heart thudded in your chest.

you clicked “book.”

you were going to seoul. you were going to see heeseung.

—

the flight felt like it lasted forever. It was more than the cramped space, the long hours, the fatigue from being stuck in one place for so long. It was the waiting, the anticipation, the flood of emotions that kept swirling in your chest. what if it was a mistake? what if he didn’t want you there? what if everything between you had changed so much that you didn’t even know how to reconnect?

but as the plane touched down and you stepped off into the crisp air of Seoul, everything else faded. the city felt alive, vibrant, and overwhelming all at once. neon lights blinked in a thousand colors, the chatter of people, the distant hum of traffic—it all felt so new and exciting. and you, standing there with nothing but the hope that things would be the same, felt both exhilarating and terrifying.

you pulled your phone out of your pocket and stared at your chat with Heeseung. the thought of texting him made your heart beat faster. would he be happy? would he be surprised? or worse, would he be upset that you just showed up out of nowhere? you chewed your bottom lip, fingers hovering over the screen.

You: Hey, guess what? I’m in Seoul. Surprise!

you hit send before you could talk yourself out of it.

It only took a few moments for the response to come through, but it felt like an eternity.

Heeseung: WHAT????? You’re joking???

Heeseung: Where are you right now??

your stomach flipped with nervous excitement as you quickly typed back the location. within moments, your phone buzzed again.

Heeseung: Stay right there. I’m coming.

you barely had time to process his words when you saw him—Heeseung, moving quickly through the crowd. his black hoodie and mask were unmissable, even as he weaved through the people. you recognized the way he moved, the confidence in his step, but it was the moment your eyes met that made your heart skip.

before you could say anything, Heeseung was there. he pulled you into a hug, so tight you could barely breathe.

“You’re really here,” his voice was muffled against your hair.

“I’m really here,” you whispered back, feeling the weight of his arms around you, grounding you in the moment.

there were no words for how good it felt to be wrapped in his embrace again. everything felt right, as if the months of silence had never happened. as if nothing had changed.

but the way Heeseung pulled away, his hands lingering on your arms, told you that he wasn’t sure. he was searching your face for something—maybe reassurance, maybe the confirmation that this wasn’t some dream.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” his voice was soft, a little unsure.

you hesitated. “I didn’t know if you’d have time for me.”

his expression shifted, a mix of confusion and something deeper. “Of course I’d have time for you,” he said quickly, almost too quickly, like he was trying to convince himself as much as you. “I—” He paused, looking away, his words trailing off.

“Don’t what?” you asked, your voice quiet but insistent, wanting him to finish.

Heeseung’s gaze returned to you, but it was filled with something unreadable. “It doesn’t mean I don’t miss you,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

uour breath caught in your throat.

Heeseung had always been your best friend, but there was something in the way he looked at you now, something different. something that made your heart race and your stomach twist with nerves. you didn’t know what it meant yet, but you felt it—he felt it too.

Heeseung insisted on taking you to his dorm. despite your protests, telling him you could easily find a hotel, he simply shook his head, pulling you close with a familiar warmth. “Don’t be ridiculous,” he said, arm settling around your shoulders. “The guys won’t mind.”

You weren’t so sure about that, but you followed him, trying to ignore the strange fluttering feeling in your chest. the guys were already asleep when you arrived, but the warmth of the dorm hit you immediately—the sound of soft laughter in the background, the hum of their ongoing banter. It felt like nothing had changed at all.

the second you stepped inside, you were immediately greeted by Jungwon, who tackled you in a bear hug.

“YOU’RE REAL?” Jungwon gaped at you, as if you were some myth he hadn’t quite believed in. “You’re actually here?”

you laughed, nodding. “I think so?”

“We thought Heeseung made you up,” Jay teased from the couch, raising an eyebrow. “Like a childhood best friend that only existed in his imagination.”

Heeseung threw a pillow at him, laughing along. the easy banter made you feel at home, reminded you of the closeness you and Heeseung once shared. for the first time in a long time, you felt like you belonged, like you hadn’t drifted away completely.

but even as you laughed with the others, something else lingered. a quiet tension that hadn’t been there before. the way Heeseung would lean closer when you spoke. the soft way he touched your arm as he guided you through the space. It was subtle, but it was enough to send a flutter of uncertainty through your chest.

that night, once the others had drifted to sleep, Heeseung decides to go live on weverse, he sets up in a cozy area in the room, placing his phone on a table, making sure all the angles were good

meanwhile your in the back laying down on his bed.

“y/n, im gonna go live in a couple of minutes, so try not to make noises in the back,” he said with a slight smile on his face.

you nodded your head and continue scrolling on your phone — meanwhile Heeseung was live talking with engenes, an idea popped up in your head..

you quietly got up from the bed, making sure he doesn’t notice you. you got on your knees and and secretly crawled under the table, seconds till Heeseung saw you underneath the desk. 

he looks at you with a confused expression on his face, and he whispered quietly, “what are you doing?!” but he quickly stopped speaking so the people on live wouldn’t notice.

you tied your hair up while staring directly at him without breaking eye contact. he started to breathe heavily while he staring at you.

Heeseung adjusts the camera, making sure they could not see what was going on under the table. you slid your hands onto his thighs and slowly went higher. Heeseung was holding back any noises but he manspreaded his legs, leaning back in his chair releasing a sigh from his mouth, staring at his phone, but occasionally. he looks down at you to see what your doing, you unbuckle his pants, pulling his pants halfway down.

you notice how hard he was and his pre cum was spilling out, leaving a wet mark on his boxers. you start stroking his bulge slowly, rubbing the tip a bit, he moans loudly with a dishevelled look on his face. engenes immediately start flooding up the comments like:

“Heeseung are you okay?”

“OMG, whats wrong with hee?”

“Hes sweating up badly.”

he immediately tries to cover it up by coughing 

“s-sorry guys im a little s-sick…” he murmured

you removed his boxers, you gasped slightly, noticing how long and thick it was. you started to suck his balls, then switched to his thick veiny cock. feeling his entire cock deep in your throat looking up at him seductively while gagging

he bit his lip trying to hold back his moan, but failed to keep it in, letting out a extremely loud whimper.

“a-ah!”

he quickly turns to the phone to mute the live, and he says

 “what are you doing, they’re gonna find out!” 

looking down at you while trying to push you away, but you stay in place trying not to move.

“please heeseung, i need to feel you deep inside me” you say while caressing his thigh.

he groans and says “fine..dont complain when it hurts,” while smirking at you.

while totally forgetting he was on live and people can still see him, the comments flooded in instantly, fans speculating, questioning, and trying to piece together what was happening. but it didn’t stop there. within minutes, clips of the moment were everywhere, spreading across social media like wildfire. hashtags trended worldwide, discussions exploded in every fandom space, and theories ran rampant.

🗨️ Live Comments:

•”why does he keep looking down???”

•“who’s there with him???”

•“HELLO? did he just mute us and forget we   can still SEE HIM??”

•etc

he turned back to the phone, unmuting the live while reading the comments, realizing he should turned off his camera. now alot of engenes on the live were spamming. he says

“huh? what? no, nothing happened—i just need to go now.” laughing nervously

the second the screen goes black, he lets out a big sigh, running a hand through his hair.  

as soon as the live ends, the room is filled with silence—except for the sound of your own breath hitching when heeseung suddenly reaches for you. his fingers tangle in your hair, firm but not rough, tilting your head back so you’re forced to meet his gaze.

“fuck y/n, the things you do to me,” he said

his eyes are dark, filled with something unreadable as he leans in just enough for you to feel his breath against your skin. then, in a voice that sends a shiver down your spine, he murmurs,

“stand up, princess.”

his grip doesn’t loosen as he watches you, waiting—expecting.

you’re caught off guard by the intensity of the moment, but you can feel the tension hanging in the air. your pulse quickens as his grip on your hair stays firm, yet there’s a strange comfort in it, like an unspoken command.

you hesitate for a moment, unsure of what to do, but the way his eyes stay locked on yours makes it clear he’s waiting for you to act.

slowly, you stand up, your body moving almost instinctively as his hand gently guides you. you can feel the weight of the moment, the way it shifts the air between you.

heeseung doesn’t give you a chance to fully process what’s happening. in one swift motion, he lifts you effortlessly, holding you against him with his grip still firm. your body presses against his as he pulls you closer, and you can feel the warmth radiating off him.

heeseung throws you onto the bed, his bambi eyes dark with hunger as he hovers over you, looking like he wants to devour you whole. leaning in, his breath hot against your skin, he whispers, “give me a chance to make you feel amazing .”

the way his voice drips with desire sends a shiver down your spine. just those words alone have you aching for him. your eyes meet his, filled with nothing but lust.

his soft hands slip beneath your shirt, fingertips grazing your heated skin as he palms your breasts, massaging them with slow, deliberate movements. a moan escapes your lips at the pleasure he’s giving you.

lifting your oversized t-shirt, he presses wet, open-mouthed kisses down your torso before taking one of your hardened peaks into his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue over the sensitive flesh.

“heeseung…,” you moan, arching into his touch, already drowning in him.

“you sound so pretty when you moan for me,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. His hands trail down your body, fingertips tracing the dip of your waist before stopping at the waistband of your shorts.

“can I?” he asks, his darkened eyes meeting yours.

you nod, too lost in the moment to form words. that’s all he needs before he slides your shorts down, leaving you exposed beneath him. His fingers ghost over your thighs, teasing, before pressing against your soaked panties.

“fuck, you’re already dripping for me,” he groans, pressing a kiss just above your navel as he hooks his fingers into your panties and slowly drags them down.

his breath is warm against your bare skin, and anticipation coils tightly in your stomach. He presses a soft kiss to your inner thigh before looking up at you, his lips curved into a smirk.

“let’s see how many times I can make you moan my name tonight.” with total lust in his eyes.

he started to kiss you but his kisses started to get heated and messy, holding you underneath him, your body instantly reacting to him by spreading his legs wide open for him

“heeseung — please fuck me,” you moaned, wrapping your arms around him.

he wastes no time, as he pushes himself into your needy hole, your back arching, practically pulling him closer to you while digging your nails onto his back.

��oh my fucking god you feel amazing” he cursed out loud.

heeseung moans out loud “you want it baby??”

“beg for it.” he groans while pounding you

 he was so loud to the point the other members could’ve heard, but that was the least on his mind, he was only thinking about giving you the pleasure you needed.

“y-yes!!” you cried out, “please ruin me,”

ramming into your tight hole making your tits bounce with each hard thrust of his. while pulling your hair.

you struggled to breathe, now gripping the sheets for some type of support, while he completely obliterated and teared up your pussy in the best way possible, 

“is this what you wanted baby? for me to give what you’ve been begging for?”

you were so turned on, it was beyond impossible for you to hold in any longer, “im gonna—cum, please dont stop” you begged while kissing him all over his neck, giving him a bunch of hickeys.

“your close baby? gonna cum for me? do it, love,” he whispered.

pushing himself deep inside your wet, throbbing pussy as if it were the end of the world, and he wished this moment could last for ever.

he groaned “ugh fuck your so tight baby,”

with a deep breath and a final thrust shooting his load of cum inside your pussy, staying in that same spot, as you guys both breathed, taking a few minutes laying on top of you, then he proceeded to pulled, the mixture of his and your cum dripping down your cunt.

You couldn’t pull away from him. The heat between you both was palpable, and with every touch, every whispered word, you both fell deeper into it. Neither of you was willing to stop, not now, not after everything that had led to this moment.

As the final kiss lingered, both of you pulled away slowly, the air around you heavy and filled with the warmth of everything you’d just shared. You could still feel the echoes of his touch, the heat of his body pressed so close to yours, but there was something softer now—a sense of vulnerability that replaced the tension.

Heeseung’s chest heaved as he leaned his forehead against yours, both of you trying to steady your breaths. His hands rested gently on your hips, fingertips tracing patterns on your skin like he couldn’t help but touch you, even after everything that had just happened. The sound of the city below was distant now, as if it had faded away, leaving only the two of you in your own world.

“Are you okay?” Heeseung’s voice was quiet, almost a whisper, like he was afraid to break the fragile silence between you.

You nodded, a soft smile curving on your lips. “Yeah. I’m more than okay.”

Heeseung’s thumb brushed over the back of your hand, a small but tender gesture that made your heart flutter. The intensity of the moment still lingered, but now there was a softness, a slow realization settling in between you both.

He pulled you into a gentle hug, his arms wrapping around you as if he never wanted to let go. You leaned into him, burying your face in the crook of his neck, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your own chest. It was comforting—real. After everything, this felt like the grounding you both needed.

“I didn’t want to hurt you,” he murmured into your hair, his voice thick with emotion. “I’ve wanted this for so long, but I wasn’t sure if you…”

“I’m not going anywhere,” you whispered, tightening your arms around him. “You don’t have to apologize.”

Heeseung took a deep breath, his hands smoothing down your back in slow, soothing motions. “I just… I care about you so much, and I don’t want to mess this up. I don’t want you to think I’m just…”

“Just what?” you asked softly, pulling back just enough to look him in the eye.

His gaze was vulnerable, more so than you’d ever seen it. “Just taking advantage of you. I want this to mean something. I want us to mean something.”

Your heart ached at his words. Heeseung was someone who had always been there for you, through thick and thin. But now, in this moment, you could see how much he truly cared, how much this meant to him. It wasn’t just physical. It wasn’t just the rush of desire. It was deeper than that.

“We mean something,” you whispered, brushing your thumb over his cheek. “This is real. And I’m not going anywhere, either.”

Heeseung smiled, his eyes softening as he pulled you back in for another hug. This one wasn’t filled with urgency or desperation. It was gentle, a promise—a reassurance that no matter what, you both had each other.

For a long while, you stayed in that embrace, savoring the quiet peace that followed the storm of emotions. The world felt distant, as though it was paused just for you two to exist in this moment. Heeseung’s hand was warm against your skin, and you could hear the rhythmic sound of his breathing, steady and calming.

When he pulled away, his fingers still intertwined with yours, he looked at you with an expression of both tenderness and something else—something you couldn’t quite place. Maybe it was fear. Or maybe it was relief. But there was something undeniably raw in the way he looked at you.

“Can I stay with you tonight?” Heeseung asked, his voice barely audible. “I just… I don’t want to be apart from you right now.”

You smiled softly, nodding. “Of course. Stay as long as you need.”

Heeseung’s expression softened, and you could see the relief flood over him, the tension in his shoulders melting away as he leaned back against the balcony railing, pulling you closer. The comfort of his presence was enough. The way he held you now wasn’t about the fire from before, but about the quiet understanding between you. The bond that had always existed, but had just shifted in ways neither of you had expected.

“I’m glad you came here,” he murmured, his thumb brushing across your knuckles. “I’ve missed you so much. I’ve missed this… us.”

You squeezed his hand, your fingers lightly pressing into his palm. “I’ve missed you too. I didn’t know how much until now.”

For the rest of the evening, there were no more words that needed to be spoken. The silence between you felt like an embrace of its own, comfortable and warm, as if everything you had been longing for had finally come to fruition. Every touch now felt like a reassurance, a promise that this wasn’t just a fleeting moment. It was the beginning of something new, something you were both ready to explore together.

As the night wore on, the city around you grew quieter, but inside, everything felt like it was just beginning. And for the first time in a long time, you allowed yourself to relax fully in his arms, knowing that whatever came next, you were no longer just friends. You were something deeper, something that was built on years of trust, unspoken feelings, and now, finally, a love that neither of you had expected, but were both more than ready to embrace.

As the days passed, you and Heeseung found a rhythm between the chaos of his life and the calm of your time together. You spent hours in each other’s company, but now, everything felt different. There was an ease between you, a comfort that had always been there, but now it was laced with something deeper—something undeniable. It was as if the air around you both had shifted, and you could breathe easier now that you had finally acknowledged what had been growing between you for years.

It wasn’t always perfect. There were still the long days when Heeseung had to rehearse, or the moments when you had to take a step back and let him go chase his dreams. But each time he returned, each time you shared those stolen moments together, there was something unspoken between you. You weren’t just his best friend anymore. You were something more. Something that was slowly but surely becoming a part of who you both were.

On the last day of your visit, you found yourself at a small café in the heart of Seoul, the familiar sound of conversation and clinking cups around you. Heeseung was sitting across from you, his hand brushing against yours as he looked at you with a soft smile, his eyes reflecting a warmth that made your heart flutter.

You both had spent the morning walking around the city, the quiet moments of just being together felt like the most precious of all. There was a peace between you now—no more uncertainty, no more hesitation. You had both found something in each other that neither of you could walk away from.

Heeseung’s gaze lingered on you, and for a moment, the world outside the café seemed to disappear. He leaned forward slightly, his voice quiet but full of intent.

“I don’t want you to go,” he said, his fingers gently brushing the back of your hand. “Not now. Not ever.”

You felt a tug at your heart, and you looked at him, unable to hide the smile that tugged at your lips. “You know I can’t stay forever.”

Heeseung’s eyes darkened slightly, but there was no sadness in them. Just a quiet understanding. “I know. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to make sure you know how much you mean to me. How much I’ve needed you.”

The words felt like a promise, and your chest tightened at the sincerity in his voice. You had always been there for him. But now, for the first time, you realized that he was there for you too. Not just as an idol, not just as a friend, but as someone who saw you—really saw you—and needed you just as much as you needed him.

You squeezed his hand, your fingers threading through his. “I don’t want to go either. But we’ll figure it out. We always do.”

He smiled, his thumb gently stroking your hand. “We will. Together.”

The café around you was still bustling with life, but in that moment, you couldn’t hear anything but the beating of your hearts in sync. It felt as though everything had come full circle. The boy you had known for years, the boy who had always been there for you, was now someone you could love and be loved by in a way you hadn’t even realized you were craving.

“I love you,” he whispered, so quietly you almost didn’t hear it. But when you did, it was like the world paused. The words were simple, but the meaning behind them was so much more. “I love you, and I’m never going to stop showing you just how much.”

Tears welled up in your eyes, but you blinked them away with a soft laugh. “I love you too, Heeseung. I always have.”

You reached out, cupping his cheek gently, and kissed him—slow, sweet, and filled with all the promises you hadn’t had the words to say until now.

And in that kiss, you knew that no matter where life would take you both, no matter how many more cities or stages he would have to conquer, this—what you had, what you shared—was real. It was something that wouldn’t just fade away.

When you finally pulled back, the smile on Heeseung’s face was enough to light up the entire room. He leaned his forehead against yours, his hand still intertwined with yours.

“We’re in this together,” he said softly.

And you knew that no matter how far apart you were, no matter how different the worlds you lived in might be, you would always be there for each other. Because what you had was built on more than friendship. It was built on understanding, trust, and a love that had always been there, even when you couldn’t see it.

And with that, you knew that the future—no matter what it held—would be something you’d face together. As best friends. As partners. As something more.

[little-forest-goblin]

I see that you're open for requests, darling! I have a little idea if you don't mind?

One set in the Deli where Female Reader is obviously very surprised about seeing all these versions of Five but then she sees Drunk Five and instantly she begins taking care of him. She's seen regular Five drunk a bunch and he would always swat away her hand or brush her off if she tried to help him. But Drunk Five doesn't do this. He smiles at her and curls into her side, saying that he missed her and he's sorry for drinking so much. All the other Fives are watching this happen and make comments to each other about "She's staying. We'll convince her." Basically using (it sounds bad but it's not) her caretaker nature to ensure that Reader is so focused on them she doesn't really have time to think about leaving.

oooo i like this idea!! i’m on it! Please enjoy!!

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Stay with me

Warmings: angst, tooth rotting fluff, technically poly (Y/n is happy in a relationship with the versions of five cause well…there all the same person) Y/n is in a completely different timeline

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You were so sick of it. You were sick of your five constantly ignoring you or constantly pushing you away. You only wanted to help but everytime you tried he would push you away. It pissed you off to no end. It also really hurt your feelings. You felt like nothing more than a nuisance. You were his girlfriend for goodness sake.

You tried to help with his missions when you and him worked in the commission but he had you stuck doing paperwork instead of being his partner. At first it was sweet cause you thought it meant he wanted you safe until you found it was because he didnt think you were able to keep up with him.

Ouch.

You tried to help him save the world and stop the apocalypse from happening but he always pushed you away insisting he could do it on his own and that you will only hold him back. He constantly pushed you away and excluded you from information.

That stings.

When he was sick you tried to help him get better but he would always shoo you away. Swatting away your hands and scolding you for being so clingy.

That really hurts.

You were so sick of it. The final straw was when he snapped at you for trying to help him look through some last minute files. Anyway to stop the cleanse.

>Flashback to that moment<

Five had rushed into the office already annoyed you tagged along. He pulled out boxes looking through files hoping to find another answer to this cleanse. He wasnt gonna sacrifice his family to that thing. He’d rather take them to a different timeline and fix whatever hellish apocalypse came there way in that one.

You were aware he was stressed so you did your best to help. You cane over and picked up a file “Here i can help you find some useful info-“

he snatched the file from your hand “I can do it myself” he said with a harsh cold tone that even took you aback

he went right back to searching like he didn't just snap at you like you were a child caught stealing a cookie from the jar.

you looked at him hurt as he just looked through files like he didnt just hurt you. The end will have to wait because you had to ask “Why do you do that?”

he looked at you with his brows furrowed “Do what?”

“Five dont act stupid” you said crossing your arms “You act like im just some nuisance! I try to help but…you snap at me and get mad. Why? im just trying to help”

he slapped a file down on the table “Because your to much for me, y/n! you are just to much! You baby me like im toddler needing help walking!”

you scoffed “I do not baby you! im just trying to help you! excuse me if that makes me a bad person!”

he pinched the bridge of his nose before his voice raised again “You are just stupid arent you?! i dont need you to help me!! You insist on babying me! This isnt help its babying! I am a full grown man much older than you by a lot! i can take care of myself!”

tears came to yours eyes but you tried to hold them back that tight feeling in your throat “What am i supposed to do to show you that i love you! Im there for you. I try to help you! But i feel like i'm constantly at arms length from you…what do you want me to do?”

he stayed silent for a minute. The time he stayed silent for felt like it dragged on for hours when truthfully it was only a few minutes.

You raised your voice in sadness as a tear fell down “TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT FIVE!”

“TO LEAVE!!” he yelled out

your heart stopped. You were heart broken. He wanted you to leave? It wasnt in that way. Was it?

“To leave? like…forever?” you said quietly

he didnt say anything giving you all the confirmation. You looked away wiping away your tears after a minute. Five almost instantly regretted what he said.

you headed for the door and he got in the way “Baby please i-“

you pushed past him “Fuck you, five” you headed out the door as he followed pleading for you to come back. You headed out the building looking for anywhere to go. You saw the subway. The same subway you and him accidentally blinked to a few days prior.

you made a beeline for it.

his eyes were wide in horror “Y/n, no! Baby come back i didnt mean a word i said!”

you bolted down the stairs each step carefully placed to make sure you didnt fall down them. You saw that luckily a subway car was there. You heard fives footsteps. If you didnt belong in his world than fine. You’ll step out of it. Completely. Its not like you had anyone else in this god forsaken timeline

you headed into the subway car and turned just in time to see five coming down the stairs.

“y/n please no wait! Im sorry! Please get off the traincar i didnt mean it!” he bolted to get to you but by then it was too late. The doors closed and the train was pulling out of the station. leaving a horrified and guilty regret ridden five behind.

<End of flashback>

So thats how you found yourself here in this train car just rolling on down the tracks waiting for the next stop. Your mind plagued with the shit you have had to take for years. You understood he was a busy man but…he shouldn't have been like that towards you. You felt led on. Hurt. Heartbroken. You had been through so much just trying to help him. You went through multiple timelines with him. You left everyone behind to be with him. you felt so foolish now. It almost disgusted you.

Eventually the train came to a stop at a station. You debated whether to get off or not. You sighed softly until you saw movement. Right outside the window of the train car was…five? He seems different though. Like you and him did not just have a falling out. He simply walks by to a set of stairs. When the doors slid open you slipped out of the subway car and followed after him in a hurry.

you took quick steps down the stairs “Five! hey what are you doing here i thou- woah” you said startled seeing a bright orange yellowish sign all lit up illuminating the outside of a place called max’s delicatessen. You saw movement inside the building. You couldn't quite tell what or who was inside because the windows were a little foggy.

You steeled your nerves and headed inside gently pulling open the door. The smell of food and the feeling of warmth hit you immediately in contrast to the oddly cold environment in the subway. You took in your surroundings at the little deli place you have seemed to find. It took you a few minutes to realize that all the people in there were five. And that meant all of them.

What the deep fried fuck is this?

there was a bunch of them fives just around all doing various things. There was a five reading the news, a five sipping tea, another cooking behind the counter. Good god there was so many of them. You looked around until you saw a version of five that was holding a picture frame looking at it with sadness and a bottle. He was disheveled and drunk out of his mind.

Before you could think you came closer to his side slowing to a stop. You saw his eyes were trained on the photo of his family and…you? well a version if you obviously. his eyes would land on you and he would take a swig like it would numb the pain of loss. He was about to take another but you stopped his hand.

He was gonna protest before he looked at you. His eyes widened “Y/n”

you smiled softly and took the bottle from his hand and gently set it down. The sound of your name could be heard and finally the rest of them noticed you. some heads turning. Brisket five looked from behind the counter, his eyes widened seeing you. He went to a different cook five in the kitchen explaining what has happened. Soon it spread like wildfire.

Drunk five let you take the bottle from him without a single protest his eyes longing and soft. You smiled “I think you have had enough” you gently pulled him to a empty booth and sat down he went right into your side snuggling in.

“I missed you, y/n. Its been so lonely”

you smiled softly, petting his hair.

he continues talking “Im so sorry for my drinking. Im sorry i couldnt save you” his hands tightened on you not wanting to let go.

you smiled and tilted his head up “Its okay cause im here now. Im right here”

tears welled in Drunk fives eyes but he quickly wiped them away and snuggled into you laying his head on your lap.

You smiled looking down at him petting his hair. That was until you felt the multiple pairs of eyes. You looked up seeing every five staring at you most with shock, surprise, happiness and love.

“um…hi?” you said a little nervously

questions were thrown at you from every angle. It was like a dam had broke loose. Apologies, heartfelt words, disbelief were said from every direction.

Two of the fives behind the group of fives who swarmed talked to eachother. This was waiter five and booth five.

Waiter five looked to booth “Look at how she is with drunk five. Its like in every timeline she is the same” his eyes were looking right at her they held affection and longing.

booth five nodded and looked at waiter five “Yeah. Im just…so happy she is here. Its been so long” he watches as you try to confirt and answer there questions

Ever Since you got here, You havent had one thought of leaving to go back to your timeline. You were busy with your new fives. You didnt hate it. At all infact and they certainly enjoyed being around you. They had there lover back which was great for them and you had fives who loved and appreciated you.

You helped around the deli, you talked to the fives. You enjoyed there company. You made memories here. It was…fantastic. Each five had there own memories with you but some more than others.

With brisket five he taught you how to cook brisket which was a odd experience in itself but you thought it was fun.

>Flashback<

You were in the kitchen with brisket five. He had gotten a big thing of brisket cause they had run out.

“Okay y/n im gonna teach you how to make a damn good brisket. Its a reason why its the most popular item.” he said enthusiastically. He was happy to spend this time with you. He opened the package of meat

“Most popular? Slow your roll cowboy i think your getting way in over your head” you chuckled joking with him

he looked at you with a playful hurt look “You question my brisket making skills?”

you chuckled shaking your head “No i question your overinflated ego”

he huffed but couldnt help but smile “Overinflated? Please you should see drunk fives ego when he gets a dare”

you chuckled and crossed your arms “Alright brisket boy. Light my way into the world of beisket”

“Gladly” he took out the meat and washed his hands before began to take out seasonings “Alright so these are the seasonings we need. If you are to make any other thats fine but for now lets stick with my recipe.”

you listened to him explain the seasonings. You got distracted a few times but he would pull your attention back. The next time you got distracted he sighed and grabbed your chin making you look into his eyes ��Eyes on me.”

it caught you a little off guard. Brisket five was a mostly chill guy. So him doing this was totally unprecedented. You swallowed looking up at him. “Five i-“

he went closer his hand cupping your cheek. His eyes trained on you. he leaned in and kissed you softly before pulling back “I still cant believe you are here. I missed you so much”

you smiled softly and kissed him back

>End of flashback<

That was one of your favorite memory of brikste five but there was so many other memories you and him had you loved.

Other versions of five also had memories with you. Your favorite of waiter five was when he accidentally dropped some plates onto the floor when serving

>Flashback<

It had been a particularly busy day. It was like the entire multiverse of fives decided today was the day they came in.

Poor Waiter five is scrambling around with large serving trays getting everybody there drinks and foods. You had to admit he was very good under pressure.

Waiter five had a particularly heavy tray to carry and one of the fives that came into the deli with a time traveling briefcase had left it out in the open making him trip and the tray and glass fell to the floor shattering.

You had been doing your best to try and help by taking orders. You wanted to take some stress off of him. You didn't help in the kitchen much even though it looked like an episode of The bear in there. You almost burned down the deli just trying to make a god damn grilled cheese.

Not your proudest moment.

You heard glass shattering and the deli became silent for a second but it slowly amped up back to normal. You looked over seeing a shocked waiter five.

“Oh five!” you called over and quickly came over “what happened?”

waiter five looked at you with a shocked face “Someone left there suitcase out and i tripped” he looked over at the culprit that had a deep red blush on his cheeks in embarrassment and looked away

That had you sigh and looked at waiter five “I can help you give me a minute” you began to help him pick up bigger pieces of the glass to throw away. He ended up grabbing the same piece as you. Your hands touching.

you looked up at him, your eyes slightly wide as you looked at him. He looked back at you. Your hands are still touching together.

“You know this isn't exactly a safe time to have a disney moment” you said through a nervous chuckle your cheeks a little red

he coughed and his cheeks flushed slightly. “Right!” he let go and he continued picking up pieces of the glass. You stared at him for a little bit before he looked at you “What?! Please just help!”

you chuckled at his higher pitched nervous tone and began to help. Once you and him were done you guys threw away the pieces of glass

you dusted off your hands over the trash “There we go i believe that is all the pie-“ he cut you off by taking your face in his hands and kissing you softly and sweetly catching you off guard. It definitely wasn't uninvited though. You kissed back until you both pulled away

“Thanks for the help, doll” he smiled kissing your forehead before he was called by brisket five to come deliver some new plates

waiter five groaned and looked at you “We can continue later” he winked and walked out as brisket five kept yelling “Yeah yeah! get your panties out of a fucking twist, okay brisket five!”

you were left with a blush and a smile

>End flashback<

You and the waiter fives relationship has definitely strengthened since then. Your relationship has strengthened with all of them. You love them a lot and they love you. You are actually very thankful for booth five. He explained all of this to you and he was the second one to make you feel so at home.

>Flashback<

You looked at the fives that had swarmed you. You tried answering questions but there was so much and it was a lot to take in that there was a bunch of fives.

Finally one five pushed through the crowd which was none other than booth five “Alright alright everyone yes its y/n. Yes we are all very excited and yes this is real but she got here and she needs space too. So everyone back up a little we will all get time with her”

everyone dispersed with a groan. Some lingered but were ultimately shooed away. Drunk five stayed right there in your lap. Booth five sat down in the booth with you “Hi y/n its been some years”

you smiled softly looking at him “It's been only a couple hours for me since i've seen you” you looked around at the deli and all the fives

he chuckled notcinf your curiosity “One big mind fuck isnt it? This would’ve made einsteins head explode” he fixed his suit as he spoke “If you don't mind me asking i would like to know why you left your world?”

you sighed your eyes saddening a little as you looked down at drunk five. You kept on petting his head “five- er well…my five and i had a not so great falling out” you sighed “Its a long story”

booth five leaned against the table “I have time. We have nothing but time down here actually.” he smiled

you chuckled and looked at him “I guess so but id like to know first what is this place”

he nodded in understanding “Well i guess you deserve to know, my darling.” he cleared his throat. The pet name made you blush a little “This place i guess you can say is like a neutral zone. This place is made of the same stuff that the commission owner five made his chamber of. You know to stop the paradox psychosis from taking hold”

you nodded “Okay then what are all of you doing here then?”

he sighed and looked to the picture frames on the wall “You see those?”

you looked over at the photos as he continues to speak “Thats how many times we have tried to save the world. Everyone here has failed to do that. We have had to get rid of a few of the fives though. There is always a solution, just some of us never get enough time and that's why we are here.”

you looked at him saddened by this “You didn't get enough time?”

he shook his head looking away “I couldn't save my family…we couldn't save our family we couldn't save you. I feel so much guilt all time i just-“

“hey hey” you softly said taking his face in your hands turning it to you “I'm here now okay? I'm not going back”

he looked at you, his eyes sparkling “Yeah…you are.” his hands went over the hand that held his cheek. It really was you. For some reason you have been the only consistent thing in every timeline. You have been the only one that has never changed. Your heart was just as big and your brain was as intelligent as every other y/n.

he leaned over and kissed you softly and than pulled back “I missed you so much”

you smiled “I missed you too” it was like you had your five back. The five you had before he became cold and distant from you.

drunk five whined in your lap “Hey i didn't get a kiss! I want a kiss!” he hiccuped a little

you chuckled “Alright sit up and ill give you a kiss too”

he eagerly sat up and leaned forward giving you a kiss. Granted it was a little fumbled but you gave one before pulling back. He blushed like a school boy and laid back down “Hehe i got to kiss my girl again”

“yes yes you did, love” you smiled down at him while booth five chuckled staring at you

>End of flashback<

So here you are now. Consistently wrapped up in love from the fives within the deli. you helped around with tasks and loved all of them taking care of some of them.

They were all a little afraid you’d leave them one day but you never made the move too. You seemed happy and content here. You loved making new memories and loved sharing them with them. You barely thought of the strained relationship you had with your five in your timeline.

meanwhile

your five had been searching through every station and every timeline for you. He felt horrible having pushed you so far away you’d hop on a subway that led you god knows where to not be around him.

He felt horrible. He had a lot of time to reflect in the subway cars. you left everything to be with him and that's how he repays you? Sure he is busy but too busy to care at least a little?

Finally at a station he was heading off the subway train when he saw a flight of stairs going down. Strangely there was usually only one going up into a timeline. He headed to fhem and cautiously went down until he saw the bright lights of a sign. A deli? What the hell was a deli doing here?

He went to the glass and wiped away some of the condensation on the glass and peeked inside. He saw none other than you with a shit ton of him around the place all working or sat down in booths.

You were brightly smiling and laughing at a joke brisket five had said. You looked so happy. So much happier than he ever made you. you looked so at home here. You gave a kiss to brisket five which made his stomach drop.

You actually left him.

he watched as you delivered some plates to a table of fives smiling just as brightly. Waiter five came over doing a drive by kiss on your cheek which had you playfully offended.

Five felt horrible he couldn't watch anymore. He turned away sitting down on the cold steps of the stairs he came down from. He put his head in his hands. He didn't realize he had something others were not lucky to have before he lost something so beautiful.

He felt horrible.

You oblivious to the figure outside stewing in regret, you continued your time with no intention to leave wrapped in love and care something you couldn't have or didn't imagine would happen in your timeline.

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hi guys sorry this took so long! life happened and pushed back the story! also i had to plan out how this would go! i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it! please do not be afraid to send requests! i love you be safe out there! 😘 💋

[t0riiiis]

"my girl isn't gonna limp in pain"

waterpoloplayer!reader & lacrosseplayer!chris

"good game," the last high-five of the line of the opposing team, you dropped the smile you'd been forcing and walked towards the tent with all your stuff, the game had gone absolutely horrible today, mainly for you, stuck with one of the one of the most dirty playing girls on the team you had been put through the ringer with her if it wasn't her pushing you under or scratching you it was her tugging on your suit. That wasn't even the worse thing, not by a long shot, it was the full force kick directly to your crotch she'd purposely landed during 2rd quarter, you've taken kicks and scratches but never one to the crotch, you couldn't do anything but curse under your breath when it happened and call her out for it just to get a "dont hate the player, hate the game," in return, you were petty though and made sure that for the rest of the game you got your hits too, before you asked to sub out, the pain would linger and had you limping afterwards.

chris walked over to you, he could see the limp in your walk, he'd seen the shift in your performance in the water after 2nd quarter, your slowed pace and you starting to be more dirty with the way you played, he smiled softly at you and kissed your forehead, helping you taking your swim cap off for you. you sighed into relief the pressure from your head fading away, "you killed it out there today. loss or not you're still the biggest winner in my book," he wrapped his arms around your waist kneading small circles, "think i got like a portfolio of scratch marks on me" "a bit, they're getting red already," he kissed the scratch mark on your shoulder and hummed "you feelin' okay?" you sighed the exhustion and annoyence radiating off of you, "that girl was a fucking bitch, she was just playing dirty the whole time and ref didn't do shit," he sighed softly rubbing your back, "you still killed out there, and it was kinda funny seeing you pull her under and tug her suit after she kicked you."

you laughed into his chest, "i felt that kick she gave me in my soul" "I figured since you're still limping, but how about you go get dressed and we go get food and then I'll drop you off at home yea?" he grabbed your bag and lifted you up, walking you to the bathroom and let you change.

the beatings and annoyance you felt didn't seem to matter anymore as you two giggled walking out the school, or better yet as chris carried you out insisting "my girl isn't gonna limp in pain after being kicked where the sun don't shine."

torispeaks🌾- mildly based on real events :pp

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tags- @secretlocket @wildfluer @sturns-mermaid @freshloveee @zebonos @ch6rm / @st6ined @chrisissobabygirl @immaqulate @strnilolover @submattsgf @joces-wrld @throatgoat4u @jensturnss @sweetshuga @oopsiedaisydeer

[mandukkul]

hey so for your 1k celebration event, could i request Jay with a childhood friends, using prompt 39 please?

12:27am – pjs

tags: jay park x reader (established relationship), childhood friends to lovers, prompt #39, “freeze. I know you’re not wearing socks and trying to go to sleep right now.” fluff, crack, possible ooc, self-indulgement sozzie

word count: 0.9k , not proofread, likes + comments + reblogs appreciated

°❀⋆manny's 1k celebration event .ೃ࿔*:･

It's the dead of winter, so cold that even Jay’s thousand dollar built in heating system can’t fight off the frosty bites of cool air.

Despite your old ages, you and Jay will always, always, have your obligatory weekly sleepover. No matter your schedule, if you are busy, halfway across the world, dead, you will always have a sleepover. It's a tradition you've held since diapers, where your parents would set up weekly playdates for you both that soon turned into platonic sleepovers and then into not-so-platonic sleepovers. 

Despite the newness of your relationship, some things never change.

Jay laid comfortably on his bed, scrolling mindlessly on his phone while you take possibly the hottest shower known to man. He could practically see the steam escape the cracks of the doors, and cant discern between the heat coming from the radiator or radiating from the bathroom. 

After the long 30 minutes of boiling water you call a shower (he doesn't understand how you still have skin), you step out the bathroom with a billow of steam wafting behind you. Jay could basically hear the theme music playing in your head, practically feel the way you think you're having a main character moment despite your large barbie and the diamond castle shirt tucked into your awfully-pulled high sweatpants as if you were a grandfather. Even despite the tight pull of the drawstrings around your waist, it does nothing for the shape except make you look like a senior citizen. 

And then you walk over to the sock drawer, and fish out the ugliest pair of south park socks known to man, and slip them on, making sure they are over the cuffs of your sweats, essentially trapping all heat inside.

You finally complete your… amazing… outfit with a neon yellow hoodie that you bought during your haikyuu phase, wanting to “feel connected” to Sakusa, whatever that means.

Your nightly routine is essentially the same every week, wearing variations of ugly outfits to sleep thanks to the awfully cold season. You sit on the chair for hours before bed, whilst he divots his spot on his side of the bed. Change into every and all sitting positions despite how utterly uncomfortable they seem, because they're “the most comfy positions ever”. And before bed, you shed off the layers and climb comfortably next to him, because– while you run cold– he runs hot.

“I still dont fuck with the fact you dont consider 2 voices a musical masterpiece” you complain as you haphazardly slide off the chair and head to the bed. “Honestly, the fact that i don't see barbie and the diamond castle in your top 3 songs appauls me” you pull the hoodie off and toss it on the chair. 

“Maybe i should make a subliminal to convert you” you eerily say casually, but he's used to your weird way of talking. 

He waits for you to pull off your socks as well, waiting to see which direction you'll throw them at this time so he can scoop them up later– no one likes missing a sock.

But you don't. 

You're mid crawl onto your side of the bed, mid sentence about making a manifestation subliminal for yourself when Jay stops you.

“freeze. I know you’re not wearing socks and trying to go to sleep right now.”

You instinctively follow forth, freezing mid crawl like a cat caught in the light. 

“And what about it” you retaliate, taunting him despite your hilarious feline pose. 

“You're a freak is what it is” your face pulls in offence, about to shoot your own strange insult. Though, you never get to, not even registering the way Jay practically launches himself into you, stuffing his legs into your face as he essentially tears the socks off your feet. 

“Hey, I'm cold!” you protest. 

“Fuck that, we have the heater up, 4 blankets and me sleeping next to you, youll survive” 

“No I won't! I'm gonna lose a toe in my sleep” 

Successfully de-socking you, Jay casually slips himself back to his side of the bed, on his phone once again while you mourn the loss of your socks. 

“You monster” you sob as you crawl under the covers, taking 3 blankets for yourself, whilst you share the one large one with Jay. 

He doesn't tear his eyes away from his phone, only stretching his hand over your shoulder to pull you in.  

“Oh whatever will i do”

“You need to repent, Jay”

He offers a noncommittal hum which only makes you silently sulk in his side. 

“Im telling my 69 twitter followers that you hate me” you threaten which does nothing, because he only offers another hum.

“And ill make a cap cut edit of you and shadow and start a meme”

Silence.

“And ill call your mum–”

“It's time for you to go to bed” he declares.

Jay shuts his phone and tosses it to his side, switching off the lamp and pulling you into his chest as he feels you stick your feet under his pant leg, siphoning his warmth with your already cooling toes.

“Its giving “ojou-sama, it's time to go to bed”” 

“I'm revoking your tiktok privileges”

“nooooo”

author's note: first time writing for jay, please tell me how it is! also its the subtley in for the childhood friends to lovers, can you sense it????

[unlicensed-field-medic]

[Will laughs back at their agreement] everything on this trip has to go right or someone here is losing their cool [he reasons from their two statements as they reach the bus stop]

[Will shows up, knocking on the poseidon cabin, waiting for Percy to open the door, faint bags under his eyes though thats pretty normal for Will, and his bags considerably emptier than they normally are]

@unlicensed-field-medic

[percy opens the door, one shoe half tied, smiling at will, a mostly empty backpack hanging off one shoulder] hey, man

[glai1023-blog]

F1 Drivers' Dating Tendencies and WAGs Haterism: A Rant

In lieu of the comment section fiasco with Lando and Quadrant receiving weird and downright disgusting comments because this man who is of legal age, with steady finances and weird job of driving fast around the world decides to date a woman who is not them is fascinating. In fact I find it really fascinating that a lot of these fans feel that they have a say with regards to these men's lives. These "fans" who decided that its their mission in life to dedicate a tiktok, twitter (x) or instagram accounts just hating on these women that the F1 drivers date is just astounding to me and I don't even consider myself normal. Do they not have a life other than making these negative comments of "oh Alexandra is making the China GP all about her" just because girly wanted to dress up in Chinese inspired dresses, "Kelly is faking her pregnancy to trap Max" well maybe he wanted to be trapped by her, "Kika is way too young for Pierre" yeah well, what do you care, she's a consenting adult.

These girlies wasting so much time finding faults on these WAGs, tagging them as toxic people when they themselves are being toxic (oh the irony) .

I once came across a hate page on tiktok dedicated to Alex enumerating how she's trying so hard to be seen as a fashionista and how she's always only posting aesthetic bougie stuff when her family is not that really wealthy that by the end of the clip I just felt sorry for the tiktoker because I feel like she's trying to find so much fault in Alex that it comes across as projecting her own insecurities which is really sad.

The Kelly hate pages are even worse (which I dont know why I always find these pages when I dont really look for them), there's that she's using Max's name to get modelling jobs, calling paparazzis herself to be pictured or how she's a bad mother. I mean, are these wrong accusations? Maybe, maybe not, We are not part of their lives or their circle so who or what are these people to think its their calling to be these Drivers' messiah from dating these women who we also know nothing about personally? And sometimes its not only teeny bopper girls who do these stuff. I would see a real mean comment sometimes and like try to see their profile (to get a feel of what type of person acts like this) and see a full grown adult 30ish woman acting like a crazy kpop fangirl to these drivers is so baffling, like Ma'am do you not have a job? or kids? Have a life, please.

Its okay to like a driver, its fine to have a favorite or to be a F1 fanatic. But fostering hate to people you dont know or know nothing about except what they post online is not normal behavior. Who these tax evading vroom vroom boys date or marry is not our concern. They have a life, we have our own and there is like maybe less than 10 percent chance that's gonna intertwine so maybe rather than being a toxic fan, just enjoy the highs and lows of your fave's career because they will not be there forever. They can lose their seat anytime, its already a very high stress and high stakes job for them, the last thing they need I think are a bunch of fangirls or fanboys adding toxicity in their lives.

You dont like who their dating is ok. Liking or admiring who they're dating is fine too. There's no need to make a hate page and making that your personality. Life is already hard and the world is already full of hate, if you are not making it a better place then maybe just not add to it.

[s0lar-ch3ri]

for my friend @marz-likes-palaces on here! (sorry for tagging, just thought maybe youd wanna see this) a full list of all my jrwi fics, their tws and what parts of their campaigns they spoil (as well as how big of spoilers are referenced)

this will be absolutely editted and kept up to date so if you want me to add a fic onto here lmk (im also only counting completed fics unless its a multichapter fic im working on)

also keep in mind, fics will have hc details! just assume whatever i warn for in spoilers is based around canon!

another note, the way i list them is in no specific order, just how i find them and everything!

okay third note, the amount of trigger warnings a fic has may scare some, but i try to tag for anything (even brief and light hearted mentions) of triggering topics. while i have tried to go through and write the tone of each fic, i cannot guess perfectly how someone else may interpret it, keep that in mind!

most recently edited date: 3/31/25

putting them all below the cut cause i write A Lot of fics (if any fics are wanted to be linked, lmk)

EXPLAINING THE SET UP: [fic title]-additional needed info after (ie: if its a multichapter or incomplete, if its whump or hurt/comfort) [ONLY FOR MULTI-CAMPAIGN FICS] campaigns: feels self explanatory, writes which campaigns the characters are from who it involves: does not include mentioned characters or characters that dont play a big part in the fic, for example if a fic has chip and jay and mentions gill, ill only say it involves chip and jay setting ep wise: different from a spoiler warning, gives a setting timeline wise as to what the characters may be like (as well as an idea of what spoilers may be referenced) trigger warnings: self explanatory, if youve read the fic and something needs to be tagged, please do inform me, i cant guess every tw (NOTE: the multichapters, while i dont write many, are structured differently! i list the tws of each chapter as well as tws for throughout the fic!) Spoilers?: mentions around where spoilers are as well as how involved in the story are they (as to let someone know if they can read a story without knowing x and y), including spoilers that are referenced in the fic [NOTE ONLY FOR MULTI-CAMPAIGN FICS: spoilers will be listed separately! (ie: if theres someone from the suckening and from riptide, it would list what spoilers if any are from the suckening then what spoilers if any are from riptide) RIPTIDE:

Different Sensory Feelings-hurt/comfort who it involves: Gillion, Jay, Chip, Pretzel setting ep wise: pre-ep 1, post chip and jay oneshot trigger warnings: implied sensory issues Spoilers?: it does mention parts of Gill's past such as his training experiences, but nothing too big in detail. the most mentioned are things referenced in the jay and chip oneshot, which it is set to pre-ep 1, so fair lmfao, even then though it keeps out a lot of big parts. I'd say minimal to no spoilers!

Pretzel Steps in (to Gillion's Stupidity)-hurt/comfort who it involves: Jay, Pretzel, Gillion setting ep wise: sometime post ep 53/post BLOCK arc trigger warnings: threats of violence occur Spoilers?: this is based sometime after ep 53, and makes reference to a big spoiler, it also references events that occurred in ep 15. basically, 2 big spoilers that provide important context to the fic, do not read without knowing them just in case!

The Accident-hurt/comfort who it involves: Caspian, Gillion setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, sometime after the paramount championship (at minimum, post ep 41) trigger warnings: gillion faces a training injury Spoilers?: Caspian in of himself is a spoiler in a way, being mentioned first in the championship, but if you don't count that, then the references to Gill's training make this minimal to no spoilers!

Unraveled-hurt no comfort (includes optional comfort ending) who it involves: Gillion, Chip setting ep wise: pre-ep 1, post chip and jay oneshot trigger warnings: referenced child abuse, implied manipulation, implications of some religious trauma i wanna say, a fight kinda happens, ends with a breakdown Spoilers?: makes heavy references to Gillion's training, it is what the fic is about, and also makes reference to details revealed around ep 70. the big details of Gillion's training are revealed across the faewild arc (75-82), so i'm gonna say this one has major spoilers, and while you don't need to know the exact events to understand what's happening, i will recommend coming back when you understand somewhat of Gill's training!

gillion rambles about his baby girl-fluff who it involves: Gillion, Old Man Earl, Pretzel setting ep wise: most likely sometime after they re-meet Marshal Jon but before the tournament (post ep 25, pre ep 28) trigger warnings: none from what i'm seeing! Spoilers?: to know that they re-meet Marshal Jon is a small spoiler i think, but nothing major or needed to be known, so i count this as a minimal to no spoilers!

Destiny is cruel.-hurt no comfort (includes optional comfort ending) who it involves: Gillion, Pretzel setting ep wise: vague/unspecified trigger warnings: violence, character death, blood, murder, small emetophobia mentions, self blame, a bit of arguing, and if you read one of the endings i wrote an extra warning of suicide references Spoilers?: there's one minor spoiler which talks about Pretzel, with sources i'm finding it's more or less mentioned by grizzly in his discord, there is also reference to an event with Chip and Gill which is mentioned around ep 15 in one of the alternative endings, but otherwise this is a fic with minimal to no spoilers!

love calls, help me learn to answer-fluff who it involves: Edyn, Chip, Gillion setting ep wise: sometime after meeting Edyn (minimum post ep 63 as they're on the sea again) trigger warnings: references to a drunk marriage Spoilers?: the drunk marriage is a small spoiler for the Loffinlot arc (eps 2-11), and the fact they know Edyn doesn't exactly happen for a while, there is also mentions of another character met during the paramount championship (eps 27-33, if counting La Alma's part then it's from eps 27-38). the biggest spoiler i'd say is referencing an event from the Desire Isle arc (eps 17-25), which isn't too lore important. i know many people don't count characters that much as spoilers and all the event spoilers are pretty minor, so i mark this as minimal to no spoilers!

human research-lighthearted who it involves: Jay, Oliver, Gillion setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, would be post Desire Isle arc as to allow Ollie on their ship (minimum post ep 25, around ep 26 and beyond) trigger warnings: emetophobia mentions from Jay, the fic is focused around Jay being on her period Spoilers?: Oliver is a small character spoiler, but otherwise this would have minimal to no spoilers!

Gill's Greatest Enemy-small hurt/comfort who it involves: Gillion, Oliver, Jay, Chip setting ep wise: post Faewild arc (eps 72-82) trigger warnings: Gillion's trauma is referenced in how he handles his fears, there's small blood mentions from a cat scratch Spoilers?: there's a couple referenced (character mentions, a fact on gill, a duel of friends (ep 15), event mentions, name of crew enemies), and the presence of several characters is quite spoilery, however not needed to get what's happening in the fic! as such, i deem this one minimal to no spoilers!

fates called for the undeserving to punish me-hurt no comfort (includes optional comfort ending) who it involves: Oliver, Chip setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, like the other one would have to be after the Desire Isle arc (minimum post ep 25) [note: this isn't canon compliant with the timeline!] trigger warnings: major character death, murder, child death, corpses, and if you read to the added ending disassociating Spoilers?: the biggest spoiler is just Oliver, who's introduced around ep 17, but otherwise this is minimal to no spoilers!

chip is bad with...this-hurt/comfort who it involves: Jay, Chip setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, like the last two would be post ep 25 minimally trigger warnings: denial, implied heavy self blame Spoilers?: small references to events that happen in the Liquidus arc (eps 70-72), one event in the Faewild arc (eps 72-82), and characters, but nothing too important to know, as such, the fic is counted as minimal to no spoilers!

fins and why you stopped hiding them-fluff who it involves: Chip, Jay setting ep wise: pre ep-1, post Chip and Jay oneshot [note: this isn't canon compliant with the timeline!] trigger warnings: none of note! Spoilers?: i mention an item they do only get in the Edison Kingdom arc (eps 43-48) as well as reference Chip's past (specifically the Black Rose Pirates, which you can find the oneshots of on the JRWI channel), but nothing super major, so once again i count this as minimal to no spoilers!

Mental Struggles-small hurt/comfort who it involves: Oliver, Chip setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, after they re-meet Lizzie (minimum post ep 27) trigger warnings: Ollie faces focus struggles due to undiagnosed ADHD (it's a small breakdown he has), Chip mentions taking medicine Spoilers?: character's of Chip's past are referenced (they're revealed in the Black Rose Pirates oneshot), a language Chip knows which is only revealed around ep 86 is referenced, major planned events are vaguely referenced (their first mention is during the Paramount Championship arc, which is eps 27-38), and there is very vague reference to a major event that happens with Ollie (first appearance in ep 41), however none of them are referenced heavily enough to need to be caught up to understand the plot! as such, this one also falls under minimal to no spoilers!

And I am Just a Boy-lighthearted who it involves: Chip, Oliver setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, after Ollie's joined the crew (minimum post ep 25) trigger warnings: there's a bit of non-sexual tit descriptions but otherwise nothing i can think of Spoilers?: i do mentions of an object Chip gets in the Edison Kingdom arc (eps 43-48), but that's unneeded to read this, making it yet another minimal to no spoilers!

Cur(s)ed Flesh-INCOMPLETE, PLANS FOR A CHAPTER 2 (hurt/comfort) who it involves: Chip, Oliver setting ep wise: post ep 48 minimum trigger warnings: body dysphoria and self confidence issues Spoilers?: this one is based around major spoilers in ep 41 (also is based around a tool acquired during the Edison Kingdom arc, or eps 43-48), so this one is major spoilers and would be much better to return to after you watch ep 41!

rocking waves, memory cave-character study, more on the angsty side who it involves: Lizzie setting ep wise: sometime after ep 103 trigger warnings: references to dead people Spoilers?: heavily spoilered based, from events back in the Black Rose Pirates oneshot, to major details revealed only in ep 101 (as well as a major event referenced as background detail which starts in ep 103), as well as other details of Lizzie's backstory being used, this is a character study of her mostly! i dont recommend reading without being caught up!

all my troubles on a burning pile / all lit up and i start to smile-whump who it involves: Chip setting ep wise: minimum post ep 109 trigger warnings: self harm, burning alive, self-hatred, depersonalization of sorts (separating the current state of one's self from who one is, if that makes sense) Spoilers?: heavy ones, it's based around a major event of ep 109, makes references to Chip's past (focused around a detail revealed during the Noctis arc, or eps 64-67), and is focused on major details based around Chip generally, do not read if you haven't seen upto ep 109!

pull the axe out your face and say "was it the boogeyman?"-whump who it involves: Chip setting ep wise: vague/unspecified trigger warnings: insomnia, hallucinations, accidental self harm Spoilers?: the beginning references an arc Chip goes on that people call his "Nightmare arc" (eps 62-70), as well as mentions a character who appears in the Noctis arc (eps 64-67) but otherwise is pretty spoiler free! id consider this one a minimal to no spoiler fic!

wont you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor?-comfort then hurt who it involves: Drey, Ichabod setting ep wise: post Black Rose Pirates oneshot, pre Chip and Jay oneshot [note: this isn't canon compliant with the timeline!] trigger warnings: gun violence happens at the end, and things with sirens also happen Spoilers?: yep, this is based around a key event for the world of Riptide, and is based around characters who are kind of spoilers (Drey-in the Black Rose Pirates oneshot; Ichabod-eps 68-68.5 [yes, that is 2 episodes]), don't read until you've gotten past ep 68 part 2!

a destiny started too soon for you.-hurt/comfort who it involves: Finn, Gillion setting ep wise: post Black Rose Pirates oneshot, pre Chip and Jay oneshot [note: this isn't canon compliant with the timeline!] trigger warnings: violence and fighting, Gillion's trauma is shown through Finn's eyes Spoilers?: it is based around a major event for Gillion (revealed during the Faewild Gilligone arc, eps 75-82), so i will say relevant major spoilers, don't read until you're past ep 82 (and also recommended to have watched the Black Rose Pirates oneshot for some additional context, but it's not needed!)

dont lose your head/i didnt mean to hurt anyone-whump who it involves: Chip, Gillion, Oliver setting ep wise: minimum post ep 109 trigger warnings: decapitation, undead character, self-loathing, disassociation, de-attachment, and this is indeed another whump fic so keep that in mind! Spoilers?: heavily based around a major spoiler of ep 109, as well as references to Chip's past (specifically details revealed in the Noctis arc, eps 64-67), don't read until you've passed ep 109!

a wrench in the gears.-hurt/comfort who it involves: Ensa, Jay setting ep wise: sometime around ep 106 trigger warnings: Jay does yell at some people but otherwise nothing too big i think! Spoilers?: Ensa in of herself is kinda a spoiler (first appears in ep 96), but the biggest of spoilers comes from the location theyre in (which they first arrive to in ep 103), as such i say dont read until you've reached ep 103 and beyond!

The Unbelievable-PART OF A COLLECTION OF CRACK SHIP FICS (crack taken seriously, light hearted) who it involves: Earl, Niklaus, Gillion, Jay, Chip, Oliver, Marshal Jon, Pretzel setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, implied to be sometime after the Desire Isle arc (eps 17-25) trigger warning: none i can think of! Spoilers?: Niklaus himself (as well as Jon and Ollie) could be considered spoilers (Ollie's first appearance with Jon: ep 17; Niklaus appears for the first time in the Loffinlot arc, eps 2-11), and a detail about Earl is referenced (this detail is mentioned during the Loffinlot arc if i remember correctly, and if not, it is a minor one and not talked about much), but is basically a minimal to no spoilers fic!

Isn't Always That Complicated-PART OF A COLLECTION OF CRACK SHIP FICS (crack taken seriously, hurt/comfort) who it involves: Earl, Niklaus setting ep wise: minimum post ep 110 trigger warnings: while they are a crack ship, there is a fight between a married couple, as well as descriptions of them kissing Spoilers?: the very setting is indeed a spoiler, i recommend reading after ep 103 (where the setting is first shown) or ep 110 (to understand a detail referenced in this a bit)!

cheers to my light (your the miracle year round)-PART OF A COLLECTION OF CRACK SHIP FICS (crack taken seriously, fluff) who it involves: Earl, Niklaus setting ep wise: in the future/post ep 115 [note: this isn't canon compliant with the timeline!] trigger warnings: mentions of alcohol, small doses are consumed but nobody is drunk, brief kissing descriptions Spoilers?: the worst of them is characters only revealed in the recent arc (eps 103-115+), but otherwise there's minimal to no spoilers in this one!

PRIME DEFENDERS:

no shame but mine to soothe me-vague hurt/comfort who it involves: Dakota, Wavelength setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, sometime after meeting Ashe (minimum post s1 ep 11) trigger warnings: eating non-edible objects (the biggest danger implied is the idea of eating glass shards), Dakota has an outburst and yells, but nothing too big! i do also make him imply a dick joke 2 different times Spoilers?: id consider Ashe the biggest spoiler, and even then he's not a big part in this fic, making it marked (pun unintended) as minimal to no spoilers!

weird pine trees in my minds forest.-fluff who it involves: Vyncent, William setting ep wise: post s1 finale, pre s2 ep1 trigger warnings: none i can think of! Spoilers?: theres not really any flat-out stated spoilers! as such, i deem this one the first no spoiler fic!

a mouth to bite with; wouldnt your corpse just look so nice?-hurt no comfort who it involves: Vyncent setting ep wise: post Prime Force oneshot, pre s1 ep1 trigger warnings: cannibalism, gore, blood, and keep in mind this was for freak week! Spoilers?: not exactly, the main canon detail discussed all is mentioned, even if briefly, in ep 1! another no spoiler fic!

i know ill never repay this debt.-hurt no comfort who it involves: Xavier, Cantrip (mentioned but plays a big part in this) setting ep wise: sometime during s2 ep 34 trigger warnings: implied death and panic attacks Spoilers?: MAJOR spoilers for the grayscale arc (s2 eps 32-34), dont read until you get past it!

ill save everyone when i save you-hurt/comfort who it involves: Dakota, William setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, Bobo is present so would be post Amalgamation/Harttawa Island (s1 eps 2-5) trigger warnings: suicide attempts, stay safe my friends! Spoilers?: Bobo is a minor spoiler, but otherwise this counts as a minimal to no spoiler fic, just please mind the tws!

im an even worse burden then what i let you see-hurt/comfort who it involves: Wavelength, William setting ep wise: vague/unspecified trigger warnings: small amounts of paranoia, period talk occurs, one singular mention of drugs and i guess uh stealing if thats a trigger for anybody Spoilers?: a detail about Wavelength is briefly discussed (revealed in s1 ep 11), but since its not that big, im counting this as a minimal to no spoiler fic!

ill get it figured out for you-hurt/comfort who it involves: Dakota, William setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, implied to be post s2 trigger warnings: violence, anger issues Spoilers?: theres the smallest mention of events mentioned only in s2 ep40 or the end of s2, but its not a needed detail, so i say this fic is minimal to no spoilers!

Waves of Sensory-hurt/comfort who it involves: Vyncent, Tide, Miss Gilbert setting ep wise: post Prime Force oneshot, pre s1 ep1 trigger warnings: sensory overload, panic attack i wanna say kind of Spoilers?: it references big parts of Vyncent's backstory (talked about in the Fauna arc, s2 eps 7-11), i recommend watching past s2 ep11 at least to understand whats happening!

this heart was hallow, so hard to swallow, before you-lighthearted who it involves: Vyncent, William, Stryder, Alphonz, Ram setting ep wise: post s1 finale, pre s2 ep1 trigger warnings: typical sickness things (bedridden-ness, coughing, etc), small mentions of "putting out of misery" for illness reasons (nothing very big), small mentions of animal murder (specifically of rats), descriptions of kissing Spoilers?: details about Vyncent's powers which are only really discussed around s2 play a big part in this (my wording is terrible i fear), so i recommend finishing s1 before reading!

if you dont tell then i wont tell and nobody will ever know-CURRENT STATUS: 6/23 CHAPTERS WRITTEN (hurt/comfort) who it involves: Wavelength, Dakota, Grandma Cole (so far mostly mentioned) trigger warnings: throughout-implied child abuse, the processing of trauma, Dakota consistently blames himself for his injuries (believing he is "weak" thus why he couldnt "handle it") chapter 1 [hurt/comfort]: threats made with a gun (not ever fired), panic attack, descriptions of severe injury, hyper-ventilation (from panic attack), blood is briefly mentioned, Dakota talks about being attacked by bears, mentions of heartbeats chapter 2 [minimal hurt]: descriptions of pain, another panic attack ensues, descriptions of mass injury (one big scratch across the chest) and other injuries, dried blood is mentioned, once again the topic of bear attacks is discussed chapter 3 [minimal hurt]: panic attack part 3, brief mentions of dying via bleeding out, mentions of heartbeats chapter 4 [lighthearted]: the first 2 throughout tws are the main ones that apply here chapter 5 [hurt minimal comfort]: flashbacks to abuse and violence, electrocution, descriptions of pain (as well as poor handling of said pain), mentions of heartbeats chapter 6 [minimal hurt]: yelling, flinching, expectations of pain, mentions of heartbeats Spoilers?: much of the premise is based around a big spoiler of Dakota's backstory (which is revealed in s2 ep21), as well as a massive event of the s1 finale is referenced. as such, please hold off until youve seen past s2 ep21 minimum!

THE SUCKENING:

sherrifs and soda cans.-vague hurt, lighthearted who it involves: Soda, Deacon setting ep wise: during ep 10 trigger warnings: it is based in a jail if that bothers anybody, no actual big arguments happen but there is bitterness between Soda and Deacon Spoilers?: a note i put onto the fic has the worst of spoilers, but its just some characters. while it is based around a major event, you dont need to be caught up to it to understand whats going on! as such, while i recommend reaching ep 10, it is not a requirement for this!

battling scars-hurt/comfort who it involves: Soda, Emizel setting ep wise: vague/unspecified trigger warnings: the fic references scars throughout (nothing ever described to detail), smallest mentions of emetophobia (just the word "barf"), self-deprecating talk, brief mentions of disintegration (a singular line), Emizel is said to have zoned out but its not too big (mentioning just in case), there is descriptions of violence mostly for metaphors, Emizel also does an empty threat to Soda Spoilers?: nope! the biggest "spoiler" i can think of is that Emizel's a vampire here, which is revealed ep 1 (and also feels obvious for a vampire campaign to have vampires), so this ones a no spoiler fic!

if only you knew what goes on in my mind-hurt/comfort who it involves: Soda, Emizel setting ep wise: vague/unspecified trigger warnings: depriving ones self of sleep Spoilers?: same as the other one, nope! another no spoiler fic!

WONDERLUST:

grand gestures cant fix this, you never did the dishes-hurt no comfort who it involves: Lint, Troy setting ep wise: vague/unspecified, implied to be after ep 1 or so trigger warnings: major character death, corpse descriptions, brief blood mentions Spoilers?: if there are any, i wouldnt know! im not completely caught up with wonderlust at the time of writing this (3/31/25), but i do know that for where ive gotten up to (very very start of ep 3, havent started yet) this is a no spoiler fic! just mind the trigger warnings!

something else/i just want a button to push-lighthearted who it involves: Jax, Troy setting ep wise: pre ep 1 trigger warnings: descriptions of making out Spoilers?: not that i can tell! it is mostly just them kissing, and is based around a character with like no information on him, as such theres no spoilers i could incorporate!

MYTHBORNE:

hes gone and were whats left alive of him, so let the corpse go-hurt minimal comfort who it involves: Ryan, Aster, Connor (not present but a driving force of this) setting ep wise: post finale/ep 3 trigger warnings: grief (and unhealthy ways to cope with it), loss of a close friend, implied self blame, an argument does end up occurring even if quite brief Spoilers?: nothing for the actual campaign but rather details revealed in the intergalactic what if (set after the events of mythborne) as well as discussed in just rolled with its. id consider this a major spoiler, but the only way to learn of these details is either to access them from patreon or look at the wiki which holds some (that is how i learned of these for the first time to be fair). as such, this is technically no spoilers, but read at your own risk!

nothing to gain something to lose-hurt/comfort who it involves: Ryan, Professor Aeliana setting ep wise: vague/unspecified trigger warnings: grief (and unhealthy ways to cope with it), loss of family, self-deprecation Spoilers?: once again, the details of the spoilers are never discussed in the actual campaign. in fact, these details are only ever talked about on condis discord! once again, this fic is technically no spoilers, but read at your own risk!

APOTHEOSIS:

bite your lips till they bleed / my help is love, i give with my whole being-minimal hurt/comfort who it involves: Peter, Elena setting ep wise: post finale/ep 14 trigger warnings: trying to consume objects that cant be eaten (in this case a rock), blaming ones self for incontrollable behaviors Spoilers?: 2 pretty big ones which while arent important to the fic, are kind of needed to understand part of whats happening! please dont read until finishing apotheosis!

MULTI-CAMPAIGN:

The Falling Rat(girl)-minimal hurt/comfort campaigns: Wonderlust, Mythborne who it involves: Aster (Mythborne), Runt (Wonderlust) setting ep wise: post mythborne finale (ep 3) and intergalactic gameshow, vague/unspecified for wonderlust (presumed to be post ep 2 minimum) trigger warnings: mentions of someone almost falling to death, vague references to alcohol (Ryan's drinks) with none ever consumed, bad care of wounds and general disability things, brief mentions of scars Spoilers?: mythborne-for the actual campaign, its mostly just a name mentioned briefly. for the aftermath of the campaign, there are some major details that, while arent important to know to understand this, are referenced. if you had plans to watch the intergalactic gameshow what if, i recommend holding back from watching! wonderlust-impossible for any, as when i wrote this, ep 1 hadnt been released! as such, no spoilers on the wonderlust end!

[milessunflowers]

werewolf!jack doohan x witch!reader!!

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WEREWOLF!JACK MY BELOVED

werewolf!jack doohan x witch!male!reader

synopsis: you love your boyfriend, even if he can be a bit... much at times, especially during a full moon

author's note: werewolf!jack is just so dbanskwkwoao like he makes the perfect werewolf LIKE LOOK AT HIM HES JUST SO ✨️✨️

hes super hyper all the time

more so the days leading up to a full moon since he's so anxious and happy for it

youve tried making some potions for him when he asks for them to help calm him down but so far nothing has worked

during full moon, hes not insane or out of control but more like a puppy

you have to constantly shoo him away from your supplies because he is constantly trying to eat them

hes tried eating about half of your supply cabinet

he did manage to eat a good portion of it once so you had to run and get more supplies to make an antidote because he ate more than one thing he cant eat

after that full moon he had the worst stomach ache known to man

you also invest in some locks to keep him out during the full moons

they dont last long but you tried

he sheds everywhere

like you will be wondering a farmers market and find hair in the most random places

jack is super cuddly and clingy

like he whines when you have to go somewhere he cant

he will pout in the car until you get back then hes all happy again

he practically is always on top of you when you cuddle and its sometimes suffocating

then you end up with a bunch of hair everywhere, including your mouth

you love his hair though, when its not constantly covering you, because its soft and you like playing with it

when he shaves for the first time during your relationship you are devestated

you didnt realize his hair grew back quickly though so you search and ask other witches how to get hair to grow back overnight

you almost burnt the house down because it kind of exploded in the middle of you making it

it woke jack up and you immediately confess

he just laughs and teases you about it until you bring up his "binge eating" of the supplies last month then he shuts up

then you both end up giggling until you fall asleep

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[knight-of-the-graces]

~~~~~UNDER THE CUT~~~~~

When I'm worldbuilding the details are honestly my favorite part. Both because they are what usually make it into the fics themselves and because the devil really is in the details it makes such a difference in getting that feel of the story just right and the world feel real.

I knew before i was two episodes into watching my firs esmp s1 pov that i was in big trouble. It's such a fantastic world to play with.

Never apologize for the rambling responses to my posts like this are genuinely one of my favorite things I have read and reread every single one of them (including this one) so many times. (Yes it's been like, 24 hours I accept zero judgement)

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#I genuinely need you to do this more cause I genuinely enjoyed reading this a lot more than I originally thought I would /nf#I never realized how *interesting* the differences between each empires way of doing things could be#the idea that empires do things differently to suit the environment#but then its looked down upon in other empires? (aka the swamps clothes looking wrinkled)#chef’s kiss (@flooflepuff )

I'll definitely be doing more things like this as I go. Its the longest post I've made about the world-building so far but probably will not be the longest by the time all is said and done.

People are fascinating on a personal and societal level and I love playing with it when I write, especially the interaction of those two levels. On the most basic of levels, the realization that "different does not mean wrong" is such a good foundation for telling a story. and of course we love us some "unlearning preconceptions" as a side dish XD

One of the reasons that I originally decided I was going to be telling this au via what will more or less be a series of one-shots from the pov of the entire cast (aside from the fact that short fics are my usual style) was that I really want to be able to show the assumptions that everyone makes about everyone else and explore where those come from and what the broader implications of them are.

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#OH MY GODS THATS SO COOL#okay so i have many thoughts to put in the tags one second#first off. the net repair/making in the swamp thing reminds me a lot of like. quilting circles?#where the whole big group of people will come together#to socialize and make a cool and useful thing#and the xornoth burning down the tapestries and almost getting assinated by the artisans is just#so fucking perfect#my mom has a lot of friends who do lots of fiber arts things#and i can totally imagine them all getting pissed that someone burnt down the super old historical tapestries and#going off to murder that someone. its perfect its beautiful i love kt#*it#magic embroidery thats fucking COOL#this is all so COOL#I dont have enough spoons right now to express it#but please know i am reading this and going ''oooooh fancy cool thats super neat i wonder if they have alpacas''#or ''WHOA THATS AWESOME i wonder if rivendell's got like. a super robust state fair type knitting and crochet and fiber stuff competitions''#stuff like that. basically i love this entire section of worldbuilding its amazing and i don't know how to express that in#words properly because my brain is on vacation from making sense (@copper-dragon-in-disguise )

It is exactly a quilting circle. It's a quilting bee its a corn-husking its a barn raising. It's many hands make light work and a way for the community to sit down and spend time with each other and check in and make sure everyone is okay and taken care of. Community Tasks are so important and every culture, real world and in this au, has versions of them. In Rivendell its shearing season, in the Ocean its the kelp harvest, in Mezalea it's cleaning and gutting the catch after the fishing boats come in, in the Lost Empire its harvesting and drying the cocoa beans, and so many others.

My social circle is almost entirely made up of people who are involved in fiber arts in some way and yeah, there is absolutely no way that Xornoth didn't get at least one very threatening talk from a little old elf lady who is like, half their height and wears her knitting needles in her hair. (They are very, very sharp knitting needles)

I genuinely haven't decided if they have alpacas yet. I've been leaning towards no, and they have just bred llamas for fleece but I haven't decided for sure yet.

Look I'm not saying that Rivendell has several different county fair style events...but I'm not not saying it. (I have said it before actually. kind of. Look, the two modes of perception for Rivendell from the other empires is "those weird snooty elves" and "those weird mountain hicks". And the secret third mode which is Helianthia pointing and being like "hey! same hat!")

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And because I forgot to put it on the original post...

AU Masterpost Here!

hello this is an invitation/request to ramble about textile production in rivendell vs the swamp in the arranged marriages au I am very curious about this thank you

Most of this is going under a cut because it is going to get a bit long and rambly and is 100% as much an info-dump as it is a worldbuilding post.

the TLDR is Wool VS Linen

MOSTLY INFO DUMP PORTION

Rivendell:

The majority of Rivendell textiles are wool-based.

They do import some silk from the Overgrown but that is reserved for special occasions and items. Mostly silk threads are used for magical stitching and silk fabric as a center lining for leather and chain armor.

Almost everything else is wool.

Most of their wool comes from sheep but they also have llamas, rabbits, and goats that all are domesticated for this purpose. (Wool as a term refers to any fiber obtained from an animal, even if some of it is technically hair, for textile purposes it is wool)

Most of their export is sheep wool, they have, in fact, increased their sheep herds specifically to accommodate export in the recent decade or so as they open their borders and form alliances beyond the Overgrown.

Wool is an incredibly versatile fiber. It's water resistant and thermal properties make it ideal for the snowy mountain terrain of Rivendell's territory. It can also be made into fabric so fine it is literal gauze. It can be felted it can be knitted it can be woven. Saying Rivendell's textiles are almost 95% wool does not accurately convey how varied those textiles are. Generations of Rivendell elves have spent their ~500 year long lifespans coming up with new things to do with wool.

And its not just from sheep.

Rabbit wool is most commonly used for items like underclothes or baby clothes and blankets.

Llama wool actually comes in two distinct forms, because Llamas have layered coats. Originally they were used as beasts of burden but were also, over the generations, bred for fleece as well. Their rougher outer coats are used more for things like rope and cordage, the inner fleece is similar to rabbit.

Llama is also the least common wool, since it takes about two years for a llama to regrow its coat after shearing and they aren't exactly the most space efficient of livestock. The fleece is one of the luxury exports sold mostly to foreign nobility who want to feel fancy and brag about their "exotic [insert item here]". The outer coat fibers are mostly sold as cordage, which is excellent quality and in high demand in the seafaring nations. (This is also due to elvish craft-magic, more on that later in the worldbuilding-focused section)

Goats are a full range from coarser fibers to fine soft ones. It functions much the same as sheep fiber, just with a lower yield. Goats are primarily used in the outer villages of Rivendell in the highest, sheerest cliffs where they are more suited to the terrain than their moor wool-laden cousins.

The Swamp:

Most Swamp-made textiles are linen.

Mostly made from flax and/or hemp. (Yes, that kind of hemp, go ahead, make the jokes.)

(Hemp grown for fiber is a different variety than hemp grown for more recreational reasons. It has a much lower THC and the plant itself is a lot larger. I'm not saying they don't grow the other kind, and use it medicinally, but it isn't relevant to anything I will be writing. If that's your wheelhouse you are welcome to take this and run with it.)

Linen is a lightweight and absorbent fabric that is ideal for hotter climates so it is very common to see in the Northern kingdoms. It's absorbency does mean it dirties and starts smelling fairly quickly but it is also a very resilient fabric that takes washing well. It also has the default state of "wrinkled" which, to someone accustomed to other types of fabric, does lend itself to looking rather unkempt. (You see where I'm going with this.)

Like wool there is a wide range of fabrics, ranging from the ultra fine and soft to coarser, more Textured pieces. (basically, the underclothes to sail canvas range) both flax and hemp, especially the latter, are also used to make cordage and hemp in particular is often used to make macrame and beaded jewelry, irl and in the Swamp. Fishing nets are also a common product.

Textiles are not a notable export of the Swamp so there is less to say there.

IRL flax linen makes up some of the oldest surviving fabric and clothing samples, dating back thousands of years.

Flax fibers are not elastic, they don't stretch and shrink while worked with and don't have a lot of give. This does make working with it in the process of fabric making somewhat difficult and requiring a lot of skill. The resulting fabric though is incredibly durable so its a trade off.

The Mostly Worldbuilding Portion

This is just going to be a bunch of disorganized bullet points really

A significant portion of the flax used by the Swamp from linen production is grown and harvested in Helianthia and brought to the swamp for manufacture. This is actually the primary threat Mythland represents, (you know, besides rampant destruction and harassment along the border) is interrupting that trade route. They do also grow their own but do not enough for what is needed.

Elvish magic is almost entirely based around fiber arts. Embroidery, knot-work, charms stitched into seams and knitted into the very makeup of a garment. Wool and Gold. (gold-thread embroidery is powerful stuff) A side effect of all of this is that when small Xornoth started setting things on fire and small Scott sneezed frost it was a pretty solid indication that their magic was a bit more directly divinely sourced.

Related, elvish rope is reliable. It doesn't degrade or break or even cut easily. (This is straight from Tolkein but it works too well not to poach)

Elves build things to last, a single elf-made garment can last for several human generations. At least.

Net making/repair in the Swamp is one of those community tasks that a lot of people sit down together and do while socializing. Almost everyone has at least the basic skills required.

Generations worth of irreplaceable historical tapestries were lost when Xornoth burned down the Rivendell palace during their coup and every time the weavers and artisans and historians of the kingdom remember that they come very close to being assassinated.