For Khuntober Day 11 ^^

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 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.

I decided to change the style of art a little. I wanted to work with liners and colors, as I have not used them for a long time, I like the result, and you? <3

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.

Maria and her little manipulator, Aguero

Internet Safety

khun in a fancy sweater and some violes

So…

Does AO3 have a plan if queer content get ban in the usa ? Like… they allow everything that is allowed per USA’s law so if they don’t (and even if they do) I strongly advise that y’all download all the queer fic you can…

Prompt answer originally posted on Twitter Aug 20, 2022.

Recipient: @khunviolegrace

Summary: Bam finds great comfort in Khun's scent.

Bam shut the door and covered his mouth when he yawned despite no one else being in the room. He started getting ready for bed with only the sound of his breathing and clothes ruffling.

Usually, Khun would be here with him, but he was away for a meeting on the other side of the floor and had told Bam he would probably return in the morning so he shouldn't wait up.

It was fine, it was just one night anyway. He'd dealt with lonelier nights than this.

With a forlorn sigh, Bam shuffled across the room and dropped his day's clothes in the hamper. As the clothes his the bottom, a gust of Khun's scent slammed into Bam, and it stunned him for a moment.

Bam stood there dumbly, his tired mind trying to draw the pros and cons for what he wanted to on sand being lapped at by a sea of sleepiness. It was a fruitless endeavor, so against his better judgment, he reached in, pushed his clothes aside, and pulled out one of Khun's shirts.

He brought it to his face, closed his eyes, and breathed in deeply through his nose. There light traces of Khun's cologne; notes of wood, citrus, and spice.

He pulled it away, turned it around, and buried his face in it again. The scent of Khun's natural musk and sweat was much stronger on the back. Bam couldn't help letting out a pleased groan that rumbled deep in his chest after taking in another big whiff.

The tension sloughed off his shoulders and limbs as he felt wrapped in that familiar scent of safety. It warmed his insides to a pleasant tingle and made his heart feel full to the brim.

With his mind perfectly blank of everything unnecessary, he ambled to the bed and flopped over. His body curled up around the shirt and clung to its comfort. He fell asleep in minutes.

In the morning, Khun gave a tentative tug on the sleeve of his wrinkled shirt and was sure heard Bam growl in response.

"Bam," he whispered as he leaned closer. "Wake up, Bam."

Slowly, Bam unraveled from his protective ball, stretching his legs out and then his arms with a loud yawn. Khun took advantage of that moment to pull his shirt free.

"G'morning, Khun-ssi." Bam languidly smiled, his eyes still half-lidded with sleep.

Khun chuckled at him. "Good morning, sleeping beauty. Sleep well?" He slung the shirt over his shoulder and cocked his head.

Bam nodded slowly as stifled another yawn until he suddenly shot upright on the bed with a gasp. "Oh! I'm sorry! I, uhh—your shirt—I was just—"

"It's fine, Bam," laughed Khun. "I'm sorry you had to use a replacement instead of the real thing last night."

Bam's face was hot with embarrassment and his brows creased his forehead with worry anyway.

Khun dropped his hand on Bam's head, ruffling gently before stroking his thumb across his cheek and cupping his chin to meet his eyes. He leaned in close enough to feel the heat of Bam's exhale.

"Whatever you need from me, Bam, you can take whenever you want." Khun leaned in to touch their foreheads together, barely a second and much too short, before he let go and moved away.

Blank blinked, stupefied by what just happened.

"I'm gonna go shower. See you downstairs for breakfast?" Khun paused on the doorway as he stared at Bam, waiting for an answer.

A grin slowly spread on Bam's face as he felt the familiar warmth of Khun's precense sink back into him. "Okay!"