Cross My Heart And Hope To

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.

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: @khunbambr (Prompt)

Summary: Khunbam pillowtalk

It was late and Bam was in bed, snuggled into Khun’s side. He felt safe and warm—but unfortunately wide awake.

“Khun-ssi?”

Khun hummed, half-asleep as Bam traced a finger up and down his chest. The soft fabric felt nice.

“What’s it like to fall in love?”

Khun’s eyes fluttered open, and he blinked at the ceiling.

“I don’t know, Bam.” Khun answered, voice slurred with sleep. “You just realize it after you’ve fallen in love.”

Bam was quiet for a moment. He pressed his palm against Khun’s chest to feel his heartbeat.

“So you’ve been in love before?”

Bam felt Khun’s heart rate pick up.

Khun let out a sigh and turned his head away. “Yeah. Many times.”

“Oh…” Something twisted in Bam’s gut, sour and unpleasant. He withdrew his hand and tucked it against his own chest.

Khun turned his head again, and this time, their eyes met. The corner of Khun’s mouth quirked up.

“When I first met you. When I got you back. When I woke up from my coma.” He let out a quick chuckle. “Anytime I look at you… I feel my heart sing its praises for being able to be by your side.”

Bam tucked his head under Khun’s chin, hiding the big smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around Khun’s torso. “You’re too much…”

Khun snickered and closed his eyes again. “You asked.”

this is perpetually on loop in my head and i love it

Heya @salsa-ishida, I’m your secret santa for @tog-secret-santa ;3

Hope I got all of your three wishes here - KhunBam - Art that deals with Khun as a character (here I interpreted him as Viole’s biggest support) - Viole; about all those years of sadness, hope and longing

previous loner types now climbing the tower together (which could mean nothing)

~ /sings/ ~ It’s been a year since I’ve started being obsessed with khun ~

Writing period dramas in the discord, lads

Apparently my director went to see a production of West Side Story a few years ago, and the guy playing Chino forgot his gun before coming out for his final scene. Once it got to the big scene where he is supposed to shoot Tony, he screeched “Poison Boots” and kicked the actor playing Tony until he went down. The girl playing Maria then had to jerk the shoe off of Chino’s foot, and had to do the gunshot scene asking “How many kicks Chino? How many kicks, and one kick left for me”. 

tower of god (1994)

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partially traced from this frame from sailor moon: