Yasratcha 🍉 🐱

Pocky day!

They are in a temporary truce.

Bam will give Khun lots of sweets. <3

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 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 Aug 20, 2022.

Recipient: @megapureawesome (Prompt)

Summary: Khun and Bam celebrate after an intense battle with Jahad.

It was over. Bam could still feel the adrenaline coursing through him like lightning in his veins and it served as proof that this was real. He wast still alive. Jahad had been defeated and he was still alive.

"Bam! Bam!"

He turned around to see Khun speeding over on his lighthouse. He jumped off just in time for his feet to touch the ground for a few steps before his arms were thrown around him in a fierce hug. They stumbled as they spun around, a giddy exchange of laughter and relief as they clung tightly to each other, chasing away the disbelief with the feel of the other's pulse against their body.

Khun cupped his face, not caring for the mess of dirt and blood that streaked his face. "I can't believe it!" He laughed breathlessly. "You did it! You really did it!"

Bam grinned, his heart finally feeling free of the shackle that had bound him to the wretched king. "Yeah," he breathed. "We did."

The edges of Khun's smile quivered, his eyes filling with tears suddenly. "Yeah. We did. And we're both alive..."

Bam leaned forward, pressing their foreheads together, nodding as hid fingers tightened around Khun's shirt. "We are," he chocked out, realizing that he too was on the verge of tears.

"Thank goodness," sighed Khun, and he leaned in.

Bam closed his eyes as they finally indulged in something that had silently been hidden away in the face of war lest it weaken their resolve. There was no need to hide anymore. They had eliminated the biggest threat and the rush of invulnerability was exhilarating.

There was no way he could call what he had been doing before living when he didn't know what it felt like to have his breath kissed away by the one reason he was still standing in the first place.

"I love you, Khun." It slipped out Bam's mouth in one of the short instances they had parted to take a breath.

Khun pressed even harder against him, kissing him with all his heart. "Gods, I love you too, Bam." Another kiss. "So damn much." And another. "For so long." And one more. "For too damn long."

Bam chuckled lightly in between the barrage of kisses, trying his best to return every bit of affection.

Their friends and teammates were approaching now but they kept their hands linked, not willing to let go just yet. Usually, Bam would have shied away from getting praised for something he had dreaded doing or saw as unnecessary, but the prideful smile on Khun's face at his side had his heart swelling with joy.

Things were going to be okay.

He had Khun—alive and safe and by his side—and he was going to be okay.

khun in a fancy sweater and some violes

Gossip buddies

wish upon a star 🌠

first fan comic :3

Far Away

“Just one chance, just one breath

Just in case there's just one left”

You’re not going to tell me this man doesn’t have daily dreams about Bam and how he couldn’t save him even though he plan for everything