Prompt Answer Originally Posted On Twitter Aug 20, 2022.

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

hello tog fans, today I bring you my translation of khun a.a. and white heavenly mirror khun's voiced lines from tower of god m: the great journey mobile game from ngelgames

global release when

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.”

so often when I see people say, "I hate my writing" it's less about the writing itself and more about the fact that its theirs.

that's not bad writing, babe. it's self-hatred. ❤️

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.

RakKhunBam picnic to a themepark 🐊🐢🐢🎢🎡

Extra protection is needed

Oh no! Our leader is...!

Khun: "I won't get lost, my *ss."

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Bam is super happy, he never went to a themepark before. He's eager to try everything from the rides to the snacks, and we know that Khun and Rak will only follow him around. Bam's happiness is their happiness too.

Khun looks like he's irritated all the time but actually he's happy he can spend time with his best friends, like "90% happy with Bam and 10% happy with Rak." he said. For them (read: Bam) he will go through all the sunburn, sweat, and crowd.

Rak only wants his turtles to be happy, and going to a themepark isn't a bad idea. There's a lot of turtles in there, and they are all laughing and smiling, so that means this 'themepark' is supposed to make turtles happy, right? He hopes Black Turtle enjoys his off-day and Blue Turtle can stop worrying about plans and stuffs.

Pocky day!

They are in a temporary truce.

Bam will give Khun lots of sweets. <3

2020

Painter AU where Khun Eduan hires famous painter Jinsung Ha and his two apprentices Karaka & Jue Viole Grace to paint portraits of his entire family. Jinsung tends to get in the zone and work late, so it takes Jinsung an embarrassing amount of time to notice and comment that Viole cut his hair. Viole says that Khun cut his hair for him, but which one? At this point Viole has observed, sketched and painted so many Khuns that they all just blend together. Will Viole be able to find the Khun who cut his hair? (ง˙o˙)

"What's his problem 💀" -🐤