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Latest Posts by resiotcage - Page 2
Recent discourse reminds me of that cult indoctrination trick that's often used to weed out more difficult marks early on, where they tell you all that you aren't allowed to eat rice on Tuesdays and then if you protest they go "wow SOMEBODY likes rice a little much huh" as if you're the fucking weirdo who cares too much about how much rice is consumed between Monday and Wednesday instead of them.
And this forces you to decide whether your autonomy matters to you more than the approval of the group - while they'll still act like you're on thin ice either way, if you give in at this point they know you're theirs forever, because now they've established a foothold, you've shown a moral weakness, which they will brand you with so it can be used against you in the future ("hey RICE-addict here doesn't want help break into the city records office") to force you to double-down and isolate you further.
And if instead you do decide to push back further, after your abrupt departure from the group ("You're seriously leaving us over RICE?!? Seriously?") and subsequent ostracism, you can then be used as a demonstration to the others who were more pliable, of how the outgroup is full of people like you who are obsessed with violating the No-Tuesday-Rice rule to the point where they'll abandon all their friends, who cared so much for them, so it clearly isn't an arbitrary restriction, you're the kind of monster these rules are intended to protect them from, thus all the other wise and esoteric precepts of the charismatic leader are implied to be equally justified.
i've heard it's his birthday
rb to give him a knife for his birthday
Apparently my director went to see a production of West Side Story a few years ago, and the guy playing Chino forgot his gun before coming out for his final scene. Once it got to the big scene where he is supposed to shoot Tony, he screeched “Poison Boots” and kicked the actor playing Tony until he went down. The girl playing Maria then had to jerk the shoe off of Chino’s foot, and had to do the gunshot scene asking “How many kicks Chino? How many kicks, and one kick left for me”.
Evankhell logo bracelet (steel and leather)
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Jul 10, 2023.
Recipient: @erielmaestro7 (Prompt)
Summary: Khunbam drinking game leads to NSFW
Isu was sprawled out on the floor, the last to pass out.
Hatz was on the couch, hugging a pillow as he snored soundly. The first to pass out.
The others had long left, but two remained, ever the competitive ones.
It was Bam’s turn to pour, and he filled the two shot glasses in front of him.
Khun picked up his and raised it for Bam to clink against it.
“You should just give up now before you embarrass yourself,” said Khun slowly, doing a great job to not slur his words despite his red face and mild sway.
Bam looked no better, leaning heavily on the table to keep himself steady. “I’m not the one that’s one item away from being naked.”
“Hey!” barked Khun. He waved a hand down his front. “The tie counts.”
Khun was sitting in his boxers and tie, nothing else. Bam, on the other hand, still had on his t-shirt and boxers.
Bam licked his lips as he stared at Khun. “Okay, then. Take the tie off.”
Khun started loosening his tie. “Only if you’ll lose the shirt.”
Bam tugged on his shirt and managed to get it stuck around his head as he fell over. They both giggled as Bam flailed for a moment before freeing himself.
“You pour,” Bam said as he caught his breath.
Khun filled the shot glasses and pushed one towards Bam. “Bottom’s up, loser.”
Bam scoffed as he slammed the shot down without waiting. Khun rolled his eyes and downed his shot.
Bam swallowed hard as he stared at Khun. He was leaning back on his hands, sitting with his legs crossed in front of him.
“Well?” Khun drawled. “If you want these off, come do it yourself.”
Bam’s heart was pounding in his chest as he crawled over to Khun. “Are you sure?” he mumbled, a shaky hand tracing Khun’s abs and trailing lower.
Khun was panting, but he didn’t stop him. “Yeah. You’re next though.” Bam nodded, hooking his finger on the soft fabric and pulling.
He suddenly found himself on his back, Khun’s mouth on his. He kissed back desperately, yanking down the fabric enough to feel Khun press against him, and he gasped. Khun’s tongue brushed against his and he moaned. He hardly registered when Khun had shoved his underwear off and ground against him.
Bam wrapped his arms around Khun’s neck, pulling him closer. Kissing him wildly as they rut against each other.
All this went on with quiet moans and gasps as their friends slept right through the night.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Jul 10, 2023.
Recipient: @ylge_ (Prompt)
Summary: Khun reluctantly dressing in pink for a Barbie movie date with Bam (he likes it in the end)
“I think this shirt is a little too small for me,” Khun complained as he tugged at the front of his shirt. It was pink. Well, it had been red when he first bought it years ago, but the color faded after the croc ruined his laundry by throwing in a towel soaked in cleaning product.
Bam was wearing a pink hoodie and torn pink jeans, and he looked comfortable as can be. Khun was kinda jealous.
“You had time before the showing to pick up a new shirt but you insisted you already had one.” Bam grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the theater.
“And I do.” Khun pouted, but let himself be dragged.
“I promise you’ll enjoy the movie and forget all about your shirt. C’mon!”
Khun grumbled, but followed his boyfriend. They melded into the crowd full of people who were also wearing pink.
===
By the time the movie ended, Khun’s discomfort was long forgotten. Hearing Bam giggle and sputter had been a treat, and he admittedly found a lot of it pretty ridiculously funny himself.
“So? What did you think?” Bam asked, squeezing Khun’s hand as they followed the sea of pink out to the parking lot.
Khun shrugged. “It was funny.”
Bam nudged his side playfully. “I heard you laughing multiple times.”
Khun pulled him closer and put an arm around Bam’s shoulders. “Alright, it was really good. Not award-winning good, but… pretty entertaining.”
Bam laughed and leaned into his boyfriend. “That means a lot to me. Thank you.”
Khun smiled and let Bam lace their fingers together. “I’ll try anything for you.”
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Jul 10, 2023.
Recipient: @khunbambr (Prompt)
Summary: Khunbam pillowtalk
It was late and Bam was in bed, snuggled into Khun’s side. He felt safe and warm—but unfortunately wide awake.
“Khun-ssi?”
Khun hummed, half-asleep as Bam traced a finger up and down his chest. The soft fabric felt nice.
“What’s it like to fall in love?”
Khun’s eyes fluttered open, and he blinked at the ceiling.
“I don’t know, Bam.” Khun answered, voice slurred with sleep. “You just realize it after you’ve fallen in love.”
Bam was quiet for a moment. He pressed his palm against Khun’s chest to feel his heartbeat.
“So you’ve been in love before?”
Bam felt Khun’s heart rate pick up.
Khun let out a sigh and turned his head away. “Yeah. Many times.”
“Oh…” Something twisted in Bam’s gut, sour and unpleasant. He withdrew his hand and tucked it against his own chest.
Khun turned his head again, and this time, their eyes met. The corner of Khun’s mouth quirked up.
“When I first met you. When I got you back. When I woke up from my coma.” He let out a quick chuckle. “Anytime I look at you… I feel my heart sing its praises for being able to be by your side.”
Bam tucked his head under Khun’s chin, hiding the big smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around Khun’s torso. “You’re too much…”
Khun snickered and closed his eyes again. “You asked.”
Originally posted on Twitter Jun 18, 2023.
Summary: Khunbam bed sharing NSFW. Originally a runaway prompt response
The heater had chosen the perfect time of night when maintenance was asleep to stop working.
Bam whined as he pulled his blanket tighter around himself. His jacket lay abandoned on the floor, flung in annoyance after it tried to suffocate him when he laid down. He curled his legs tighter against his chest, and let out another disgruntled whine.
His roommate, Khun, growled, and a bed creaked. A second later, Bam’s bed sunk, and he couldn’t bring himself to feel guilty for waking him up. He felt that miserable.
“Can’t sleep?” Khun grumbled.
Fingers mussed his hair and Bam fussed. “No. I’m freezing.”
“Move over, then.”
Bam made a confused noise, wondering how they were going to fit in a bed meant for one. But Khun shoved him until he was pressed against the wall and laid down beside him. Arms wrapped around his torso and roughly pulling him back against a firm chest.
Bam blinked as the blanket was rearranged around him and Khun finally settled down. The hot air of a sigh tickled Bam’s nape, and he shivered.
“I’ll keep you warm. Now let me sleep.”
Bam swallowed the nervous lump in his throat as his body's heat skyrocketed. They were pressed snug together without any space between them. Khun’s long legs wrapped around his, his hips pressed against his rear. He could feel every breath he took and every beat of his heart.
Breathing was difficult as he laid as still as he could. He liked to sleep with his knees bent, but Khun had him locked down and he didn’t want to disturb him anymore. But maybe he was already asleep, and it would just be a quick movement. He lifted one knee and his rear pushed against something soft—
He heard a sharp gasp and Khun jerked against him, followed by a hiss, “Don’t move.”
“I can’t.” Bam whimpered. “My knees hurt.”
“The bed is too small, Bam,” grumbled Khun.
Not one to give up, Bam turned around and tried putting one leg over Khun’s hip. He wiggled around, trying to find a comfortable spot, ignoring the disgruntled grunt from his roommate. He tried bending his knees in the space between their legs, but another light gasp as he brushed against Khun told him that wasn’t going to work.
As a last resort, he draped the blanket on his back and straddled Khun. With his knees bent on either side, he laid down against Khun’s chest, and finally, let out a sigh of relief. He could feel Khun’s heart racing in his chest, tentative fingertips resting against his hips, his half-hard cock pressing against his stomach—
Bam raised his head. “Oh. I’m… sorry.”
Khun cleared his throat, fingers tapping against Bam’s hips. “Don’t think too much about it,” he muttered.
Bam nodded and laid his head back down.
Except he couldn’t stop thinking about it.
His roommate liked to tease him by flirting with him until his face turned red and he couldn’t form words. Khun was a gorgeous man—and he was in the perfect position to be taken advantage of.
Bam ground down lightly, pretending he didn’t hear the gasp below him. Slowly, he could feel him firming up against him.
“Bam,” he warned. But Bam continued, grinding down a little harder, seeking his own pleasure. He kept going until the warnings sounded more like pleadings.
Bam gripped Khun’s shirt at the shoulders as he rubbed against the hard bulge straining against bottoms. He felt himself pulse hard, and he was wanted more—
“Wait, Bam, wait. I’m—”
Drunk on pleasure, Bam couldn’t wait. He moaned Khun’s name, loud and needy as he came, trembling through his orgasm.
Khun cursed under his breath as he gripped Bam’s waist, lifting his hips to keep grinding against him. After a few hard thrusts, he threw his head back with a long, low groan.
Bam fell back onto Khun’s chest with a content sigh, and he was perfectly fine with falling asleep like that, except Khun tapped his shoulder. He let out a grumble.
“I need to...clean up.” Bam grunted and didn’t move. “Hey.” Nothing.
His head spun as he was picked up and flung onto his back. And Khun was gone.
Part of him wondered if maybe he had crossed a line, but sleep beckoned him first and it sounded more like tomorrow Bam’s problem anyway. He was nearly asleep when he heard a horrible screeching. He groaned and turned over to see Khun rearranging furniture at this hour of the night.
“Khun, what are you doing?”
A bed was pushed against his. “No more distractions. I need my sleep.” He flopped down on his bed, pulled Bam into his arms, and now Bam had plenty of room to curl his legs up.
Bam let out a content sigh as he was cradled with warmth. As his consciousness was whisked away by sleep, his last thought was a fleeting hope that the heater would take another day to be repaired so they could do this one more time.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Jun 16, 2023.
Recipient: @BrunaNeptune (Prompt)
Summary: Khunbam strawberry picking date
They each had little baskets, and Khun was very strategically picking his strawberries. They had to be just ripe enough to not spoil quickly, a good enough size to be eaten in one bite so there’s no mess, and free of any holes that might have bugs hidden in them. He shuddered at the mere thought as he placed a perfect strawberry in his basket.
“Hey, Bam?” He looked around but he was no where in sight—he nearly screamed when Bam came up behind him, holding something out with both hands.
“Khun-sii, look! It’s so big!” Khun gawked at the strawberry that looked just a bit smaller than his fist. An absolute unit, one might say.
“That’s ridiculously big. I don’t know how you can bite into that.”
Bam’s eyes went wide. “Why do you want to eat it? It’s meant to be treasured!”
Khun chuckled as he pat Bam’s head. He loved this fool so much.
“At the end of the day, it’s a strawberry, Bam. You either eat it or it goes bad.”
Bam frowned. “Is there no way to save it? Oh, what if I freeze it!?”
Khun shook his head. “No way. I’m not keeping that thing in the freezer to take up space for years.”
Bam sighed and placed it in his basket. He had a collection of very oddly shaped strawberries. “Okay… I’ll eat it.”
Khun set his basket down and pulled Bam into a hug. Bam buried his face in his shoulder and hummed happily. “I’m sorry, Bam. But I bet it’ll taste amazing.” He felt Bam nod against his shoulder.
“C’mon. Let’s hurry up so we can stop by the grocery store and get some whipped cream.”
Bam let out a happy gasp as he broke free. “Yes! That sounds amazing!”
Khun picked up his basket as Bam went back to inspecting the vines for the best strawberries.
This silly man was the love of his life.
He shook his head and went back to picking a few more strawberries to fill his basket so he could hurry back home with him.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Jun 16, 2023.
Recipient: @Lifeisasoupand2 (Prompt)
Summary: Urek tries to give Bam a heartfelt speech
The Wolhaiksong base was busy as they prepared for their next move.
Urek took a sip of his soda and looked away from the bustling group of people to the small boy across him. Well, he wasn’t so small anymore, definitely a man now, but he was still… tiny.
“Bam, baby,” he called and Bam turned to him, a can of milk tea still against his lips.
“With great power comes great responsibility, you know. Don’t forget what your goals are, but don’t let them blind you.”
Bam blinked and nodded as he gulped. Urek sighed. He wasn’t getting his point across, was he?
“What I mean is, the Family Heads took their strengths to an extreme because they felt like they needed to. I’m saying you don’t need to. You don’t see me flaunting my strength around, do you? I’m—Hey!”
Bam’s eyes had gone wide, pupils dilating like a cat’s, and he took off past Urek in the middle of his important speech. He turned around to see what would be more captivating than him and he found the boy running into the arms of his Lightbearer. A fierce hug later, they were standing close, grinning and talking, the rest of their surroundings forgotten.
Urek, forgotten.
He pouted, but then reconsidered. The boy had something the family heads didn’t. Loyalty. Purpose. Love. As long as Bam didn’t forget those things, he wouldn’t become a heartless monster like the Family Heads.
Urek knocked back his soda and slammed the can against his forehead, crushing it before tossing it in the recycle bin.
He decided to go find someone else to bother and leave the two boys to themselves.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Jun 16, 2023.
Recipient: @_MJ_Chan (Prompt)
Summary: Khunbam relaxing
“Khun… I go to the bathroom for a few minutes and you’re already working again.”
Khun quickly typed up his last sentence and dismissed his document. “Just had an idea that I had to write down. Sorry, Bam.”
Bam crawled into bed with a playful grin as he settled next to Khun. “Mmhm. Pull the movie up, then.”
Bam loved horror movies, but he didn’t like watching them alone. He had convinced Khun to cuddle watch with him tonight, though.
“What was it called again?”
“Rabid Grannies.”
“You’re kidding…” “It’s a classic! I think you’ll like it.”
“We’ll see…”
Khun was amused. It was dubbed and cheesy and had just enough plot to keep him hooked. Bam slowly sunk under the covers as it got closer to the monster reveal.
Khun patted his head. “Getting scared?”
“No,” muttered Bam. Khun snickered.
“Do you want a hug?”
“...Yes.”
Khun opened his arms, and Bam snuggled into his chest.
Bam only jumped a few times and Khun was riveted by the plot. Who knew such a dumb movie could be so entertaining?
Time flew, and the credits started rolling. Khun looked down and nudged Bam’s head with his chin. “Did you like it?”
A little snore answered him, and Khun smiled warmly. There was no working with his arms full, so he decided a little extra sleep wouldn’t hurt for tonight.
I'm sorry, not sorry, Khun. You're just.. irresistibly kissable and my hands slipped and accidentally took a photo. 🖤💙🥰😊
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter May 2, 2023.
Recipient: @synsio_ (Prompt)
Summary: Khunbam slowdance in the snow
This floor went through various seasons and they happen to arrive in time for the snow. Bam laughed as he tugged a shivering Khun out into the front yard. The snow made a satisfying crunch beneath Bam’s boots, but there was a hidden layer of ice underneath that kept him clinging tightly to Khun as he walked aimlessly around the snow.
“Is this all you called me out for? To dance with you in the snow?” There was no bite to his words, but Khun did like to tease Bam about his childish whims.
“Dance? That’s a good idea! Teach me to dance!”
Khun blinked. He hadn’t anticipated that. He cleared his throat and squeezed the gloved hand in his. He positioned Bam’s other hand on his shoulder and placed his own on Bam’s waist. He was glad his face was rosy from the cold and definitely not because he was touching Bam.
“Watch and follow my feet, but don’t step on me.”
“I won’t!”
Khun doubted that, but starting moving anyway.
Crunch, crunch, crunch, the snow flattened under their feet. Bam concentrated hard as he followed along, his boots bumping against Khun’s but luckily never tripping him up. Once they got the waltz down, Bam finally looked up, a huge grin on his face.
“Thank you, Khun-ssi. I think I got it.”
Khun smiled fondly as he lead Bam to some fresh snow. “You’re welcome. Shall we dance a little longer?”
Bam laughed as he let himself be guided by Khun. “Yes, please!”
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter May 2, 2023.
Recipient: @noteinabottle1 (Prompt)
Summary: Bam takes advantage of an injury to get attention from Khun
“How’d you hurt your ankle again?”
“It got stuck,” answered Bam, his smiling face buried in Khun’s nape. He was on Khun’s back, holding on tight, happy as can be despite his injury.
“Stuck where?”
“In the mud.”
“And?”
“And what?” Bam asked innocently.
They rounded a corner, and the infirmary was not much farther. Bam squeezed Khun a little tighter, making the boy cough. “Sorry.”
"You seem to be having a lot of fun back there.”
Bam laughed, light and airy. “I’ve never done this before! It is fun.”
Khun smiled despite himself. “Does it hurt?”
Bam stretched his leg out. “Yes.”
“How much?”
“A lot.”
Khun sighed and stopped in front of a door. “C’mon then. Let’s get the nurse to take a look at it.”
Bam was quiet for a moment. “...Do I have to get off now?”
“Yes.”
“Can you carry me into the room?”
“Are you trying to embarrass me?”
Bam huffed and set his good foot down first before letting go.
“Here, you can lean on me.”
Bam smiled broadly again as he let Khun guide his arm around his neck. He hugged a little too tight and nearly knocked Khun off balance.
“Oof, watch it, Bam. We don’t need to both stay in here.”
Bam’s eyes widened. “You’re not staying with me?”
“I have to get back to class,” grumbled Khun as he helped Bam into the room and onto a chair.
“Stay with me!”
Khun took in a deep breath as he considered it.
“Pleeease?” Bam gave him his biggest, saddest eyes, until Khun groaned and plopped down next to him as they waited for the nurse to return. Bam practically glowed from his seat, and reached over to take Khun’s hand.
“And why are you holding my hand?” asked Khun with amusement.
“For support.”
Khun chuckled under his breath. “Okay, sure.”
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter May 2, 2023.
Recipient: @aikotters (Prompt)
Summary: Khunbam spooning with a spicy ending
“Khun-ssi.” Khun hummed sleepily, hugging Bam tighter to his chest in response.
“Khun-ssi, you’re hard.”
Khun huffed and mumbled sleepily, “Can’t help it. You smell nice. Good night.”
Bam squirmed and a little moan slipped out of Khun as he was rubbed against.
“Want me to take care of it?”
Khun chuckled airily. “Tired. Sleep first.”
“I… I can’t sleep with you poking me.”
Khun groaned and turned onto his back. “Fine. But I’m not moving.”
Bam hurriedly removed his shorts and climbed on top of Khun. “That’s fine. I’ll take care of you.”
Khun’s hands patted around the bed until his hand found what he was looking for. He held out a bottle of lube to Bam. “Here.”
“No need,” Bam said as he slowly lowered himself onto Khun. He let out a satisfied sigh after sinking down easily. “I still feel slick from earlier.”
Khun grumbled, but let his hand fall. “How are you still not tired? How many times has it been?”
Bam set a slow pace, moving gently, enjoying every moment. “Five, I think? But we have to make up for lost time, so this is nothing.”
Khun groaned, of pleasure or frustration, who knows. But he wasn’t actually going to let Bam ride a stiff body, so he started moving his hips, meeting Bam’s pace, ignoring the soreness in his hips.
Even when it came to sex, Khun could never say no to Bam.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter May 2, 2023.
Recipient: @JusALittleWeird (Prompt)
Summary: Mutually possessive Khunbam
It took Khun just a few minutes to go to the bathroom and come back, but already a vulture had swooped in. He threw an arm around Bam’s shoulder and glowered at Isu.
“Oh, hi Khun-ssi!” Bam held up a curved glass. “Look, Isu brought me a drink.”
Khun took one look at the pink liquid inside and narrowed his eyes at it. “May I see?”
Bam handed over the drink and Khun swirled the glass and took a sniff. Isu shifted uncomfortably when the drink was held out to him. “He won’t be having this.”
Isu slowly grabbed it. “Oookay. My bad. I’ll just… see if anyone else wants it. See ya.”
Isu rushed away and Khun turned to Bam, pressing close and whispering in his ear. “Don’t take anything anyone gives you, Bam. You should only trust me, understood?”
A defiant whisper cut back, “Then don’t leave me alone next time, Khun-ssi. You know I hate it when I can’t see you.”
Khun huffed as he turned away. “It was just to the bathroom.”
“I could have waited outside the stall.”
“No. You need to learn—“
“Learn what? How to breathe without you?” Bam cupped Khun’s cheek and made him face him. “I can, but why should I? You’re mine, aren’t you?”
A shiver ran down Khun’s spine, his lips tingling as he yearned to devour those words right out of Bam’s mouth. “Don’t be mistaken.” He grabbed Bam’s wrist and squeezed. “You’re the one who belongs to me first.”
It was quick like a viper strike, how Khun leaned in and nipped at Bam’s lower lip before taking a step back with a come hither look. Bam licked his lips and followed him out of the dining room and into the hall.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 19, 2023.
Recipient: @Kynishry (Prompt)
Summary: Khun can evade sleep but he can't evade Bam.
Bam folded the bed cover over and smoothed it down. The bed was ready and he just had to retrieve one more thing.
He padded to the living room and some night owls were still watching a movie, but no sign of who he was looking for. The kitchen was cold and empty. The training room was dark and a bit scary looking at night.
Bam pushed the sliding door open and stepped out onto the patio. There is where he found his partner, nodding off in front of his lighthouse, hands still hovering over the keyboard. Bam laughed lightly as he approached him.
“Khun-ssi, come to bed.”
Khun grumbled as rubbed his eyes. “I’m almost done, Bam.”
A startle yelp rung out as Bam scooped Khun out of his seat and made his way inside. There was some poignant sighing, but no complaint as Khun rested his head on Bam’s shoulder.
No one gave them any looks as they passed by the hall to their shared room. It wasn’t the first time, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.
Bam gently put Khun down on the bed, only to find him already quietly snoring. It took a bit of finagling to get the covers out from under him, but he managed to tuck him in. He went around to his side of the bed and settled in under the covers.
As soon as he shut his eyes, hands were reaching out to him, tugging at his shirt and pulling him to the center of the bed. Bam winced as icy hands slipped under his shirt and pressed against his warm skin, but he didn’t mind when he heard the soft sigh from Khun, who was now hugging him close.
He was cold now, but later in the night, Bam would have to throw the cover off because of Khun’s body heat. He wasn’t sure if it was firefish-related, but he dealt with it nonetheless because he couldn’t bear to push Khun away.
Bam smiled and closed his eyes, sleep coming to him easier now that he was comfortable with his other half.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 19, 2023.
Recipient: @erielmaeastro7 (Prompt)
Summary: Bam is oblivious to his own pining.
“I brought you something.”
Bam looked up from his book to the plastic container holding a beautiful rainbow-decorated cupcake. He quickly shoved a bookmark in, shut his book, dropped it on his lap, and extended his hands, fingers wiggling excitedly.
Khun chuckled as he handed the container over.
“Thank you, Khun-ssi! You spoil me.”
Bam scooted over and Khun took his place next to him as he opened the container.
“You deserve that and much more.”
Heat rose to Bam’s face as he carefully lifted the cupcake. Little gestures, gifts, and words; Khun was always gentle and affectionate with him. He cherished every interaction because they made him feel loved. They made him feel human.
Bam took a tentative bite and savored the sweet, thick frosting coating his tongue. He hummed with delight.
He glanced at Khun, who was watching him with that look he’d learned was for him alone. His lips quirked crookedly, eyebrows low and relaxed, eyes fixated on him. It was an expression filled with a helpless adoration.
The heat spread to his ears, and he preened at the attention. From anyone else, he would be squirming with discomfort, but Khun… Khun was different.
Khun was someone he could see himself falling in love with.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 19, 2023.
Recipient: @Viralaine (Prompt)
Summary: A little Khunbam hurt with a side of comfort
Bam’s knee was bouncing, his fingers tight around the fabric of his pants. He would inevitably shred them—he always did—but that didn’t mean that the anticipation of the fight didn’t make him anxious.
He couldn’t care less about his stupid pants, but his friends—
They could also be shredded to pieces if he wasn’t careful. That thought made a whimper slip out, and he chastised himself quietly. There was no time to be weak. He had to stay strong; he had to be brave; he had to be—
A warm hand covered his. Bam looked up into a worried blue. “Bam.”
Bam swallowed hard. He knew that tone. He nodded.
“I know. Breathe. Clear your mind. Stay in the moment.”
Arms cradled him, and he sunk into the embrace. “I’m here for you, Bam.”
Bam closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. Khun’s scent sunk into his lungs like a balm.
“From start to finish.”
Bam wrapped his arms around Khun and held on tight. He only yearned for one thing and it was this.
“Always.”
He was safe. Khun was safe in his arms. And at the end of this war, he would come right back here.
“Always,” repeated Bam, with more confidence and finality.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 18, 2023.
Recipient: @ylge_ (Prompt)
Summary: Bam peeling oranges and feeding them to Khun
Bam used to hate touching citrus fruits. His hands, covered in nicks and cuts from his intense training, used to hurt so much when handling them. Nowadays, his hands were much better cared for. He borrowed Khun’s lotion often because he loved the scent of roses.
Now, he was happily peeling an orange and carefully removing the pith with care. He inspected a piece, and after making sure it looked perfect, raised it to his left. Khun’s eyes briefly darted away from his lighthouse and he leaned over. His mouth closed over the piece and he pulled away.
Bam watched him for a moment, waiting until he heard the delighted hum from Khun. He grinned to himself and started on the next piece.
Bam cherished these moments of peace. The test was still months away. They were well hidden from FUG. He finally got to train with his team.
He had time to sit next to Khun and feed him oranges while he worked on his lighthouse.
Life was good.
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 18, 2023.
Recipient: @_disgrace__ (Prompt)
Summary: Tired noble Prince Khun that's against the regime and resistance leader Bam/Viole
Khun spit onto the ground, and it earned him a boot to his chest.
“Noble scum, don’t spread your filth on our base!”
“It’s not a slight, you idiot,” Khun retorted with a grimace. “I’m not gonna swallow my bloody teeth. Maybe you shouldn’t make a mess of me if you’re worried about the clean up afterwards.”
Khun braced himself for another hit, but the door opened. He recognized the cold stare of the resistance leader, Jyu Viole Grace.
“Leave.”
“But sir, he’s—“
“I said. Leave.”
The guards scurried away until it was just the two of them in the room. Viole kneeled down and lifted Khun’s chin with a finger. Viole tsked. “I told them not to get too rough.”
“Is this how you treat all your moles?” snarked Khun.
The corner of Viole’s mouth quirked up. “No. But they don’t usually live as long as you have, prince Khun Aguero Agnis.”
Khun held still as the binds around his wrists were undone. He let out a sigh as Viole took his hands in his and rubbed the reddened skin with his thumbs. “I’m sorry. I told them to be gentle, but they despise anything to do with your father’s kingdom.”
“It’s okay. I’m used to it. I’m happy to see you again, Bam.”
Viole smiled warmly. It’d been a while since he heard that name. “Me too, Khun.” He hugged him tight, burying his nose in his messy hair. “So happy.”
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 18, 2023.
Recipient: @megapureawesome (Prompt)
Summary: Concubine Bam and Prince Khun NSFW
Khun leaned forward and took a bite of the apple slice offered to him by his beloved concubine. He looked elegant in his new gold-threaded blue uniform. He had a matching one made for his beloved, although it was designed more for elegance and ease of removal. To prove his point, he plucked at one of the buttons and it snapped open.
“Mr. Khun…” they chastised, and he chuckled. “Do you like it, Bam? It looks good on you.”
Bam smiled warmly as he set down the plate of apple slices. “I do. Thank you, my prince.”
Khun tipped his head with a smirk. “You can take it off if you want.”
Bam shook his head. “I’ve barely worn it, my prince. Such a gift deserves more time.”
“Nonsense.” He pulled Bam into his lap, ignoring the surprised gasp. “The gift is inside. Let me unravel you.” That earned him a playful smack on the shoulder, but also a loving kiss.
Khun had to commend Hwaryun for her decision to use snaps as they easily came undone and he leaned in to suck on an exposed nipple. Bam sighed above him, tangling fingers in his hair.
The top was discarded easily and Khun started tugging on the pants. “My prince, allow me.” Bam stood back, making a show of slowly lowering the pants, revealing there was nothing underneath.
Khun’s eyes devoured the gorgeous sight before him, and he licked his lips. But before he could give the order for Bam to return to their place on his lap, Bam had already gotten on his knees and was tugging on Khun’s belt. “Shall we play, my prince?”
Khun grinned, scooting forward in his seat. “Let’s, my beloved.”
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Apr 18, 2023.
Recipient: @khuncest
Summary: Friends with benefits, pining while fucking.
Bam was between work and needed a place to stay until he could afford rent. Khun offered to let him crash on his couch until then. It started as a joke that he’d pay with sex, yet here they were. Clothes thrown to the ground, grinding against each other on the bed, kissing like they’ve never tasted anything sweeter.
He knew it was a bad idea. He had been in love with his best friend for years, but had been too scared to change their perfect friendship into something else. But maybe this wouldn’t change anything?
Bam gasped when Khun’s teeth grazed his neck. “Do it,” he whispered, and hissed through his teeth when he did.
Yearning was all he knew, so this was new, overwhelming, exciting. He wanted Khun to mark him up all over, to show the world whom he belonged to. He wanted to do the same to Khun; claim him, brand him, keep him all for himself.
Bam keened as Khun’s tongue swirled around a nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
And Khun… His hands were restless; tracing his sides, squeezing here, caressing there. He kissed him with such desperation, it made his head spin. He could feel how hard Khun had already gotten, and they had barely started.
If he shut his eyes and let his imagination spin the narrative, he could almost… almost believe that Khun was just as in love with him.
Originally posted on Twitter Oct 20, 2022.
Inspiration: Link (SFW)
Summary: JahadBam (NSFW)
Lazy and relaxed, Jahad sat slumped on his throne, his wrist gently swirling the red liquid in the glass he held by the rim, dangling over the side of the armrest. He watched his pet shift around with frustrated huffs and muted whines escaping his pretty little mouth. He was squeezing the thigh he was straddling, trying to keep his balance and ignore the heat between his legs.
Their eyes met, and golden eyes silently pleaded for attention. Jahad only wanted one thing right now. “I’m enjoying my drink.”
"You don't even have to touch me," protested Bam. "Just let me ride your cock. Let me do all the work. Please." Sweat rolled down his brow, lingering on his chin and falling as he jerked his hips forward, desperation rattling in his eyes as he sought approval for something, anything. He wasn't allowed to touch himself but desperation always shone a light on loopholes: There was no rule against frotting. But he understood now that perhaps this was more torture than relief. He was painfully hard under the thin fabric of his sheer robes, and starting to feel manic as nothing he did helped abate the roiling fire in his groin. Jahad watched him, finger tapping against his half-full glass, regarding him with a frustrating amount of patience. "There is an order to things, boy. I will not change them just because you like to whine." Bam's hands shook as he dug his nails into the muscular flesh underneath him. Tears brimmed his eyes as he curved his back, a salacious moan escaping as he tried to entice the king. "Please, Jahad, I am not asking. I am begging. At least let me touch myself—something, anything, it hurts so much." He was gasping by the end, words barely coming out, his face wet and body trembling. And Jahad smiled, raising his glass to his lips, eyes sweeping up and down at the mess of a boy over his leg. "No. I find that I like this show much more."
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Jahad pressed down on the boy’s back, his splayed fingers almost covering the expanse of sun-kissed skin and quivering muscles. There was a groan in response.
“Stop. You’re not helping.”
Jahad smirked, pushing further until the grumblings were muffled by the silk sheets beneath them. “You will take me one way or another, Viole.” He pulled on Viole’s hips and tried rearranging him again, but resting his hard cock over his cheeks seemed to highlight how impossibly small the boy was in comparison.
Still.
Jahad reached down to grab a fistful of hair and yanked. Viole moaned, and he felt the boy’s hole flutter against the head of his cock as he lined up again. “No more excuses. Open up to me.”
A shiver ran through Viole and he felt the body go pliant at the command. The words slurred out. “Yes, sir. As you wish.”
Originally posted on Twitter Sep 1, 2022.
Summary: Power bottom Bam (NSFW)
Bam squirmed with little gasps and breathy moans as his fingers dug into the comforter under him. The heat made his skin prickle as the sweat rolled off his skin. The attention he was receiving made him feel dizzyingly, breathlessly, overwhelmingly good—and yet, it was not enough. It was because Khun was going slow. So frustratingly slow.
“More, Khun-ssi,” he whined, grabbing a handful of Khun’s hair and pushing down to make him take more into his mouth. The hand that had been gripping his hip tightened and the fingers inside him curled against his sweet spot.
Bam arched off the bed with a trembling gasp, pleasure surging through him so deliciously. He was twitching in Khun’s mouth, so close to spilling over, but he had been that close for a good while already. It was because Khun, that bastard of a lover, delighted in watching him teeter on the edge until he was an incoherent mess.
Khun pulled off him with a wet pop and Bam sunk into the bed with another whine. He wanted to wipe that Cheshire grin off his face, and you know what? Maybe he will.
Bam grabbed the tie that hung loosely from Khun’s neck and tugged hard. Their mouths clashed together painfully, and it was enough to distract Khun so he could flip him onto his back. Bam sat up so he could look down at him triumphantly from his place over him.
“What are you doing?” Khun asked as Bam’s fingers deftly unlatched his belt and pants, and pulled on the zipper. He lifted his hips to help Bam shove his pants and boxers down enough to get at what he’d been begging for. “Taking what I want since you won’t give it to me.”
Khun lifted his eyebrows, his hands framing Bam’s thighs as he lined himself up. “Oh? And what would that be?”
The smirk was shaken off his face when Bam dropped down, taking his whole length in one movement. Khun cursed under his breath, fingers digging into muscular thighs flexed as they lifted.
“You,” Bam answered in a sigh, keeping his eyes locked on Khun’s as he dropped down again.
Khun gritted his teeth, hissing through his teeth. “Ah—ah, B-Bam, slow down…” But Bam was merciless with his brutal pace, enjoying how he was draining the sanity out of Khun.
“No,” growled Bam. He tangled his fingers in Khun’s hair, enjoying how his eyes fluttered with every tug, how his thighs trembled every time he took him down to the hilt, and how weak his hands were when they tried to push him to slow down.
“I’m not gonna play by your rules tonight,” Bam murmured against his lips. He tugged on Khun’s bottom lip with his teeth, pulling a groan from him, trying to keep him in his palm.
“Are you sure about that?” There was a little mischievous glint in those dark blue eyes before Khun wrapped his arms around Bam’s waist and pulled him close enough to restrict the movement.
Bam wasn’t deterred though, and he kept rocking his hips, grinding down and taking advantage of the lack of space between them to chase more friction.
“Fuck, you’re relentless,” panted Khun.
“Don’t tease me so much next time,” pushed back Bam.
It didn’t take much more until Bam was moaning into his neck, spilling between them, trembling as nails dug into the flesh of his ass to keep him bouncing a couple more times until Khun was grunting in his ear, filling him to the brim.
They fell back onto the bed, still wrapped in each other’s arms, slowly catching their breaths while enjoying each other’s closeness.
“Mmm, sorry,” mumbled Khun, his fingers drawing lazy circles on Bam’s back.
“S’okay, I still love you.” Bam slipped off to the side, scrunching up his nose at the slick sliding out of him, but too tired to get up.
Khun’s chest shook as he chuckled, his hand stilling on Bam’s hair. “I would hope you still did. I love you too.”
Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Aug 22, 2022.
Recipient: @Viralaine (Prompt)
Summary: When the solution unveils an even greater problem! Sorta.
Freshly showered, skincare routine completed, and hair fully dried, Khun was finally ready to sleep.
He stepped into the bedroom with a yawn and froze when he saw Bam buried under the mattress, wrestling with something under it.
"Bam?" he cautiously called out. "What are you doing?"
Bam fumbled for a couple more seconds before popping out with a big exhale. "Oh! Hi, Khun-ssi. Just setting up the elastic."
Khun looked between the bed and Bam's face, the gears spinning at full throttle in his head, trying to make sense of what he just heard. "Elastic..."
"Yeah!" Bam placed his hands on his hips and puffed his chest out. "I think I've solved our biggest problem!"
Khun was still confused.
He approached his side of the bed and grabbed the edge of the bed cover. "Ooookay. I'm sure it's very— What the—?" He had to tug hard to get them to budge and it snapped back into place as soon as he let go.
He narrowed his eyes at Bam who was grinning at him.
"See? I used your suspenders to hold the sheets and comforter together from underneath. You won't be able to steal them like this!"
Khun's eye twitched but he pushed down the annoyance of his suspenders most likely being stretched out of shape forever. He was tired and didn't get many chances to go to sleep at reasonable hours. He hoped this was worth the sacrifice.
With a sigh, Khun shoved the covers down enough to for him to slide in. It felt weird to have the covers stretched over him like this, leaving a gap at his back that made him feel exposed.
He tossed around a few times before tiredness overcame his discomfort and he finally fell asleep.
Khun slowly woke up to the light of morning and sighed at the comforting warmth on his back, burying further into it.
Warm air puffed against the back of his neck and a weight around his waist tightened.
Wait.
Khun's whole body stiffened when he realized the warmth was actually Bam, still fast asleep and curled up against him.
He had a few choices to pick from. He could slowly peel himself away from Bam and pretend this never happened. He could feign sleep until Bam woke up, moved away on his own, and then pretend this never happened. Or, he could stop being a coward and just confess that he likes it when they wake up like this.
Nope. Too embarrassing.
Khun tried to slide away from under Bam's arm but he was pulled back in. He tried lifting Bam's hand but it tightened around his shirt and wouldn't let go.
There was no escaping now.
He realized that Bam's solution had put them in a real conundrum.
Yes, Khun was a blanket thief, but it was because Bam a notorious sleep snuggler.