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#TowerofGod #BamKhun #KhunBam
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November 28, 2024 at 11:35 PM
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#BamKhun #KhunBam
November 28, 2024 at 11:33 PM
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#TowerofGod #BamKhun
🌰 Clothing
❄️ Old Writing
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"I've got your clothes!" Bam went over to Khun, handing him folded clothes. "Thanks, Bam, you didn't need to do that." The light bearer smiled heartily at Bam, promptly taking it from Bam. "Come on, let's change now." Khun ushered. Bam beamed back at Khun, the irregular radiated haughtiness while rummaging through Khun's lighthouse for the outfit he prepared earlier. He was happy to be of some assistance to Khun. It was the most he could do as thanks for Khun's patience with him. Per-se Khun must be exhausted with all the clever thinking and script-making he has to do for him. Bam was sure if he put Angel and Khun Aguero Agnis together there would be nearly no difference. Bam discerned that Khun was, when compared to an Angel, Khun was better looking. Khun's pretty blue hair, all soft, bangs framing a face, and shining almost silver under bright lights that would enhance his facial features. Followed by Cobalt eyes as that was the main attraction. Bam would say those eyes are worth more than suspendium. Why would he need ships or suspendium to float when he has Khun? Khun always makes him feel like he's on cloud nine, floating above it all whenever they're near each other. Sighing Bam smiled, humming a soft tune as he took off his shirt. He looked for his outfit discovering his top wasn't there. Momentarily the brunette was confused, unfolding the clothes and leaving them on the counter haphazardly. Bam frowned deeply, brows furrowed thinking of where he could have put it earlier. He swore he put it into Khun's lighthouse earlier. Grabbing hold of the lighthouse, he reached in before deciding to poke his head through to get a better look. Bam could only find an array of beauty products and neckties with no sign of his shirt. Feeling defeated, Bam stopped poking his head through Khun's lighthouse. After he almost jumped at Khun, who suddenly appeared in front of him. Lighthouse almost blocked out Khun, luckily he could see Khun's face. Curiously Khun looked at him, only to smirk afterward assessing the situation properly. "I believe this belongs to you." A long-sleeved shirt folded and was handed to the brunette. Bam took it from Khun's hand and a waterfall of relief washed over him. "It was mixed up with my clothes." "o must've folded it with yours then," Bam replied sheepishly, laughing at his foolishness. Khun chuckles alongside him. The twinkle of Khun's laughter buoyed Bam up, he didn't intend to make Khun whimsically gay at that moment. It was a treat to see Khun happy. On occasions such as these Bam believed he had all he could ask for. Whilst Khun chortled he called back to the lighthouse with practiced ease. Before Bam Khun was disrobed with only his button-up and boxers to cover up. Khun's shirt was unbuttoned up to his collarbone which taunted Bam. "Give me a second, Bam. Let me finish up changing" Khun excused himself, dandling a touch to Bam's shoulder as he walked away. When Khun walked back, Bam couldn't stop the turn of his head from following Khun around. Each reverberating step brimming with poised elegance. Golden hues caught sight of a lonesome devilish dance. Each sway of Khun's hips was slow and filled with purpose as he walked back. In the back of Bam's head tucked behind all the souls that only Viole knew of, Bam thought of partnering up with Khun's compelling dance to make it a tango. Blushing, the brunette had to smack himself from the thought of going any further than it was now. Instead, Bam tried to focus on changing his clothes. It wasn't long before Bam heard a rustle of clothing and it was a magnet that pulled at Bam. Bam was once again, stuck staring at Khun. Bam lamented at his not-so-appropriate actions, tempted to jump into a lighthouse and not face the moon for days to end. Only he forgot that thought as soon as he saw nicely taut back muscles. Khun's arms were particularly built and Khun wasn't as stout compared to Bam, Khun more lean in comparison. Which didn't take away the fact Khun was strong. Now if Khun were facing Bam that would be a whole other story that Bam wasn't sure he could read through just once. Khun had abs that were developed from all that training and fighting they did. Khun's chest was big contrasting with a small waist and it made Bam floored. If Bam didn't know Khun now, he would've assumed he was a supermodel of sorts or some kind of celebrity. Bam, so blatantly distracted, had to close his eyes from shirtless Khun's grandeur. It left Bam breathless, aching to look at Khun closer. A minute or so passed then Bam's eyes opened, seeing Khun dressed in a more comfortable shirt. The lightbearer grabbed his pants pulling them up halfway until he seized his movements to cast an inquisitive look to Bam staring at him. Bam swallowed with difficulty, smothering a smile to Khun to act like he wasn't thirsting for the lightbearer in his head. With the want to channel out the lewd thoughts, Bam started to ponder about the events that recently happened ordering them in his head to ensure he got it all down. But Khun was there, he was always there. Bam who thought that this was an intellectual level of a plan was gravely wrong. Thinking of past events only explained why Khun is changing, being near to nude behind him. Bam hastily thought of something else yet everything he thought about had involved Khun in some kind of way. Even if the thought didn't have Khun in the first place, Bam would add him by accident. Maybe Bam was addicted to his lightbearer. Bam swore every little attempt to block out Khun was in a cul-de-sac. If anything, this worsened the situation. Bam swiftly put on his clothes needing to get to the other side of the room where Rak was at. Bam was about to cross through the lighthouse and it was taken away. On the other side, Rak, Hatsu, Shibisu, and the rest were waiting for them. Bam watched Khun stroll to Hatz, a supercilious smirk on Khun's lips as he started a small banter. Soon after Khun won the banter, he instructed them to go out now to get ahead of schedule. Bam trailed slowly when everyone started to compile outside, Khun in front of him. Reluctantly Bam grabbed Khun's hand.
November 15, 2024 at 1:20 AM
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#TowerOfGod #HatzKhun
⚔️ SLIGHT 🔞
❄️ OLD DRABBLE
Each caress, followed by soft longing lips coming to contact against effete skin, etched interim marks that would only last for a single night. Memories of such acts hide behind a cloak of luminescent blotches of stars with a full moon laying naked out to a mere commenter's eye. "You want a fling?" Khun had queried Hatz earlier. The swordsman stood by a wooden door frame with little to no paint peeling off. Hatz shook the temptation to just take a piece between fingertips and break off the bits of paint one by one the longer Khun gave him an amused look, sauntering over to him with intent. "I didn't realize, the seppuku swordsman was desperate. What's in it for me?" Perhaps Hatz didn't need to stop his temptation to vandalize the door when he wanted to shake Khun up instead. Those blue eyes, bluer than any divine water that was on display, looked at him with humor when Hatz was only rendered speechless, looking away to the far corner. Frankly, he sported glances at Khun's face. His face was nearly cursorily caked with foundation and other make-up products Hatz didn't bother learning. The smile that wore on Khun's face, didn't reach his eyes similar to the make-up job, not hiding the reds of bags and puffiness under his eyes. "You didn't think that through yet, did you seppuku?" The blue-haired had chuckled tastelessly, standing in front of Hatz, a smug grin revealed on a sculpted face. "Let's say, you get one night. You're required to owe me a favor afterward, how does that sound?" Khun chaffered, his dainty hand extended out for the swordsman to shake. Almost catching Khun's hand on his own, he went abruptly looking into Khun's eyes, "No catch?" Hatz deadpanned. For only a moment, Khun's hand withdrew until the tilt of Khun's head followed by a wide smile substituted that course of action, giving Hatz his answer that was blatantly spread out like the sky beyond the windows of the room. "Course there is. We don't mention this." Khun had replied hastily, slowly ears came crimson. With that prior interaction Hatz would make sure that even if this night were only to exist eons away, never to be heard of again, he would make sure this night was unforgettable. Make sure that this moment remains a prominent planet. He refused to let this remain as a dwarf planet, such as Pluto, with people having little to no recollection of it at all. Fingers wrapped around a slightly red-dusted nape, pulling in the dark-haired man slowly. Tugging Hatz out of his abstractions, letting himself observe Khun quietly, "Seppuku." Khun stated. Hatz's face contorted with unbridled ardor, seeing how he was albeit unwinded. He unbuckled his slacks pulling them down to mid-thigh. Khun's legs were pushed against his waist, an unfamiliar airy sound coming out of his mouth. Hatz swallowed thickly, never expecting to have seen Khun disrobed and vulnerable, the thought alone felt like the fake shinsu sky. The blue-haired cached the side of his face onto the plush pillows behind him, letting his wispy hair stand astray close to the foreign glow the moon gives off during umbra twilights. Khun coughed into his hand as if to excuse his nosiness, his skin florid of reds spouting down to his chest. That cough was in fruitless vain when Hatz pressed a coated finger in, coaxing more sounds from Khun. Khun's mouth was covered by his hand and Hatz almost found it endearing how Khun was still trying to cover something behind him when it was too big to be hidden. Hatz was sure it was simply Khun's way to keep off the false sense of dignity that had fallen from the ship a long time ago. His finger sifted to-and-fro in Khun, until deeming him loose enough to add pressure for another finger. Hatz peered at Khun curiously, seeing the man in utter disarray. He was sure Khun was seeing stars right now, his eyes were glossy with tears. "Earrings," Hatz spoke, fortunately, that seemed to work and Khun blinked several times at him, a droplet of a tear fell from his eyelids that Hatz hurriedly went to wipe away. "With the way you're reacting, you sound like a virgin." Hatz jokes, trying to fuel the fire and bring Khun back. Not that he minded Khun was all dazed, except for the fact it was awkward. That seemed to make Khun feel warmer, like the afternoon sun setting high in the sky, an unsure smirk curling on his lips. His eyes darted to everything and anything but Hatz. Hatz's eyes shot wide and now embarrassed. Bewildered and Hatz wasn't sure if he wanted to believe it or not. "Look, that doesn't matter." Khun started, he was going to become Mars at this point. "It's not like I'm uneducated about this. All it is that l've never done this before. So go and put the next finger in and let's get this over with." Khun covered his eyes with his forearm, with an addition of a bitter end in an attempt to close off Hatz. Hatz wants to groan and possibly argue with Khun about this, how could this not matter? "For the love of..." he said under his breath, "It's your first time, we can't go around doing things as if you've experienced sex a few times before." "When did you get a brain?" A Khun bit back, letting a sliver of his eye uncover from his arms to glare at Hatz. Ignoring Khun's lame remark, he leaned down to give Khun a chaste kiss on the neck. "This, I need to be especially gentle otherwise it will hurt." Huffing he closed his eyes in frustration, waiting for Khun to let out a squeak of a protest. Only he was met with a shift under him and a kiss being returned on his neck. "Fine." His ears ardently lit cherubic, "Tell me this though, swordsman." Khun had said suddenly, his voice hushed in a whisper. Hatz discreetly leaned closer, ears eager to hear him. "Why do you want this with me? I'm handsome, sure. I have suspicions there must be another reason." A knowing look came across Khun's face. Hatz didn't intentionally eavesdrop on Khun, it was a pure accident that he so happened to. When the dusk had settled in, nearly one at that point, he had caught a glimpse of Khun illuminated, blue by his lighthouses, accompanied by tears flowing down on crescent-shaped cheeks. It was rumored that once you were out of the atmosphere, floating in space, if you called out from the ship, you wouldn't be able to hear yourself or the echo that was your voice. That was because, there was no sound in space and unfortunately, Khun was in a space where even his sniffles weren't audible. Only suffering in silence, trying to cry out to someone who would only reply with uneasy deafening silence. He hated it, life was unfair and he wished those unfortunate events that happened those floors ago, didn't happen. The annoying Khun Aguero Agnis had finally taken off those earrings, bringing them to rest, Hatz found himself seeing that Khun felt unreachable and far into the sky.
November 14, 2024 at 2:16 PM
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#TowerOfGod #BamKhun
🌰 Drabble
❄️ Vanilla 🔞
They’re about to have it He is prepping Khun Bam is skilled at treating Khun right. Bam is a lucky man. He wants to put Khun’s legs on his shoulders while they do the “devil’s tango” (sex) 💃🕺
November 14, 2024 at 2:09 PM
stiiianonymous.bsky.social
#TowerOfGod #BamKhun
WIP ⚠️
This is a time travel AU :) He means sex.
November 14, 2024 at 1:59 PM