05/18/23

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Please welcome a new Tower of God podcast hosted by Resi (@Resiotcage) and Vira (@Viralaine) where they talk about the latest chapters. Join us for the first episode on chapters 565 and 566!

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.

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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.

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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 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.

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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.”

khunbam week 2020 - day 3: injury

i call this piece “bam and viole commit their first crime”

those bullies willbe rethinking their life choices forever