Far Away

My best advice for fic writers?

Get thee an enabler.

By that, I mean that you should have a friend who will encourage you to write whatever makes you happy. 

Self-indulgent stuff you think no one else will like? They’ll devour it. 

You’ve stumbled into a new ship? They’ll send you all the prompts you could ever want.

Every fic writer should have someone like that.

For khuntober day 11 ^^

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

tower of god (1994)

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unedited version:

partially traced from this frame from sailor moon:

Originally posted on Twitter Jun 18, 2023.

Summary: Khunbam bed sharing NSFW. Originally a runaway prompt response

The heater had chosen the perfect time of night when maintenance was asleep to stop working.

Bam whined as he pulled his blanket tighter around himself. His jacket lay abandoned on the floor, flung in annoyance after it tried to suffocate him when he laid down. He curled his legs tighter against his chest, and let out another disgruntled whine.

His roommate, Khun, growled, and a bed creaked. A second later, Bam’s bed sunk, and he couldn’t bring himself to feel guilty for waking him up. He felt that miserable.

“Can’t sleep?” Khun grumbled.

Fingers mussed his hair and Bam fussed. “No. I’m freezing.”

“Move over, then.”

Bam made a confused noise, wondering how they were going to fit in a bed meant for one. But Khun shoved him until he was pressed against the wall and laid down beside him. Arms wrapped around his torso and roughly pulling him back against a firm chest.

Bam blinked as the blanket was rearranged around him and Khun finally settled down. The hot air of a sigh tickled Bam’s nape, and he shivered.

“I’ll keep you warm. Now let me sleep.”

Bam swallowed the nervous lump in his throat as his body's heat skyrocketed. They were pressed snug together without any space between them. Khun’s long legs wrapped around his, his hips pressed against his rear. He could feel every breath he took and every beat of his heart.

Breathing was difficult as he laid as still as he could. He liked to sleep with his knees bent, but Khun had him locked down and he didn’t want to disturb him anymore. But maybe he was already asleep, and it would just be a quick movement. He lifted one knee and his rear pushed against something soft—

He heard a sharp gasp and Khun jerked against him, followed by a hiss, “Don’t move.”

“I can’t.” Bam whimpered. “My knees hurt.”

“The bed is too small, Bam,” grumbled Khun.

Not one to give up, Bam turned around and tried putting one leg over Khun’s hip. He wiggled around, trying to find a comfortable spot, ignoring the disgruntled grunt from his roommate. He tried bending his knees in the space between their legs, but another light gasp as he brushed against Khun told him that wasn’t going to work.

As a last resort, he draped the blanket on his back and straddled Khun. With his knees bent on either side, he laid down against Khun’s chest, and finally, let out a sigh of relief. He could feel Khun’s heart racing in his chest, tentative fingertips resting against his hips, his half-hard cock pressing against his stomach—

Bam raised his head. “Oh. I’m… sorry.”

Khun cleared his throat, fingers tapping against Bam’s hips. “Don’t think too much about it,” he muttered.

Bam nodded and laid his head back down.

Except he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

His roommate liked to tease him by flirting with him until his face turned red and he couldn’t form words. Khun was a gorgeous man—and he was in the perfect position to be taken advantage of.

Bam ground down lightly, pretending he didn’t hear the gasp below him. Slowly, he could feel him firming up against him.

“Bam,” he warned. But Bam continued, grinding down a little harder, seeking his own pleasure. He kept going until the warnings sounded more like pleadings.

Bam gripped Khun’s shirt at the shoulders as he rubbed against the hard bulge straining against bottoms. He felt himself pulse hard, and he was wanted more—

“Wait, Bam, wait. I’m—”

Drunk on pleasure, Bam couldn’t wait. He moaned Khun’s name, loud and needy as he came, trembling through his orgasm.

Khun cursed under his breath as he gripped Bam’s waist, lifting his hips to keep grinding against him. After a few hard thrusts, he threw his head back with a long, low groan.

Bam fell back onto Khun’s chest with a content sigh, and he was perfectly fine with falling asleep like that, except Khun tapped his shoulder. He let out a grumble.

“I need to...clean up.” Bam grunted and didn’t move. “Hey.” Nothing.

His head spun as he was picked up and flung onto his back. And Khun was gone.

Part of him wondered if maybe he had crossed a line, but sleep beckoned him first and it sounded more like tomorrow Bam’s problem anyway. He was nearly asleep when he heard a horrible screeching. He groaned and turned over to see Khun rearranging furniture at this hour of the night.

“Khun, what are you doing?”

A bed was pushed against his. “No more distractions. I need my sleep.” He flopped down on his bed, pulled Bam into his arms, and now Bam had plenty of room to curl his legs up.

Bam let out a content sigh as he was cradled with warmth. As his consciousness was whisked away by sleep, his last thought was a fleeting hope that the heater would take another day to be repaired so they could do this one more time.

ToG Sapphic Week Prompt voting is officially opened!!!!

Sadly, Tumblr decided to delete the togsapphicweekblog so I will promote via my personal account for now since: Hii, I'm the organiser^^Anyway:

Voting is open until the 11th of Februari. Afte this date I will collect all answers and reveal the prompts for the first ever ToG sapphic Week^^

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ToG Sapphic Week 2024 Prompt Voting

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i've heard it's his birthday

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.

I suggest that we start using the term ‘creatives’ instead of ‘content creators’ for authors/artists/gifmakers/podficcers for a few reasons, and chief among them are these;

we can’t always be our most productive, but there’s a terrible trend of fandom folks feeling bad if they don’t have something new to post every few weeks

you’re still a creative person even if you aren’t creating something at a given time, for whatever reason

and something it’s taken me far too long to learn myself: making things is not the rent you pay to be part of a community

This was a ToP server collab from 9/25/21.

If lighthouses had talking AIs, Khun's AI would probably berate him for not taking care of himself.

Script by @Bird91357072, Voice by me, Art/Animation by @pastel84950110.