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deiaiko · 2 months
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Sleeping in
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juliphyxd · 3 years
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Bam and Khun as kids AU, they were running, but then Bam tripped and wounded his knee a little bit, and Khun being the drama king he is, decided to use his bandana to cover it.
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A fanart that took too long.
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limv3000 · 3 years
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I finished Tower Of God....
and I’m halfway thru the Webtoon...
and I absolutely love these two with my whole heart 
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AHHHHHHHHHHH <3
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leo-nyann · 4 years
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Gay panic Bamkhun
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sabeia · 4 years
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KhunBam Week 2020 day 6 Prompt: Eyes/Dreams
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Happy KhunBam Week 🎊🎊
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Don’t worry you guys this post is spoiler free for manhwa readers ANIME ONLY FANS BEWARE AND SCROLL PAST. Khun getting worried for Bam and T H I S S C E N E. If you haven’t read the manhwa yet go read it right now. Their relationship is just too pure like, I made happy dolphin noises while reading it. The true otp of the series. my shipper heart just died a thousand times while reading this chapter. ok brb crying tears of joy
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xsparxgirl99 · 4 years
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If you haven’t read the webtoon for this (or seen the anime for that matter), you have no idea what you’re missing! I also can’t believe that no one has thought to edit Khun to Ocean Eyes yet. This is part 2 of my birthday gift for my friend Mia. I added in a bit of BamxKhun too because why not? ;P
Birthday girl: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCCqAYHtNVuFKp6591J-SxXw
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springramblings · 3 years
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Chapters: 19/30 Fandom: 신의 탑 | Tower of God Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Khun Aguero Agnis/Twenty-Fifth Baam | Jyu Viole Grace Characters: Khun Aguero Agnis, Rachel (Tower of God), Twenty-Fifth Baam | Jyu Viole Grace Additional Tags: Khun/bam - Freeform, khunbam, BamKhun, Khunxbam, Bamxkhun, Bottom Khun Aguero Agnis, Khun Aguero Agnis is Whipped Summary:
Having been convinced to try streaming his gaming, Khun becomes more successful than expected. That's how he meets famous streamer, Viole.
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fxngi-rlx · 4 years
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Sorry for the vinkle logo xx 《also spoiler for anime fans I think..?》
Webtoon: Tower Of God
Song: Get You The Moon
#towerofgodmanwha #webtoon #webtoonedits #webtoontowerofgod #towerofgodwebtoon #towerofgodedit #towerofgodedits #towerofgod #tog #webtoontog #towerofgodkhun #towerofgodkhunedit #towerofgodkhunagueroagnes #khunagueroagnes #kaminotoukhun #khun #togkhun #towerofgodbam #towerofgodbamedit #towerofgod25thbam #25thbam #25thbamedit #kaminotoubam #kaminotouyoru #togbam #the25thbam #the25thbamedit #bamxkhun #bamxkhunedit #khunxbam
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deiaiko · 1 year
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I got you
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deiaiko · 2 months
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And we dance, we dance~
Happy Birthday @cheerful-solitude UwU <3
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deiaiko · 4 months
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Woohoo that's the end of Multichap Madness 2023 with @animeray and @macrauchenia. We had so much fun with this project, both of them are very supportive, and It's been my pleasure to work with them as a team.
Also big thanks to @purple-hydrangea83 for hosting this event <3
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deiaiko · 1 month
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The story of a little boy named Twenty-fifth Night.
Inspired by The Little Prince / Le Petit Prince
Written by @deiaiko Illustrated by @cheer-soli-art Betaed by @jusalilweird
There was a little boy who lived all his life in a dark and cold cave. He built a tower made of rocks, so tall in hopes of reaching the ceiling where light trickled down from between the cracks. It wasn't an easy task, for the sharp edges of the rocks easily made their marks on his unprotected skin. But for him, who had no one but himself and accepted pain as part of his life, it was nothing but a little itch.
A girl showed up from the other side, bathed in blinding light that the boy had never hoped to ever see in his life. Her hair was a lovely shade of gold and her face was littered with stars.
"I shall call you The Twenty-fifth Bam," The girl said, "for I have found you on this night."
"Night of the twenty-fifth," the little boy repeated. At that moment, he finally understood what it meant to be lonely, for he was no longer alone.
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The little boy came to enjoy her company, and for once, he felt content.
His day started when the girl came, and ended when the girl left, for he had nothing else to distinguish between day and night.
He learned what longing meant. He would be bursting with excitement the longer he waited, and he would feel sadder the longer he spent time with her.
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"I shall go and climb the tower myself," said the girl, countless nights later. "This place is not big enough for me. It doesn't have what I want."
It bewildered the little boy, for he was already content with only her presence. "What is it that you want?"
"At the top of the tower, just me and a massive sky with stars that twinkles as far as the eye can see." The girl said dreamily, and the little boy knew she had gone to a place where he couldn't reach.
"What's so good about it?"
"Because stars are supposed to be beautiful, no? That's reason enough."
"How can you say they're beautiful if you have never seen one?"
"Because I believe so."
The little boy didn't understand.
"Can't I come with you?" Because what would his cave become without the sun coming to chase away the darkness?
"No, Bam. The tower is too dangerous for you."
If it's dangerous for me, then wouldn't it be the same for you? The little boy wanted to say. But instead he asked, "Will you be happier then?" With a silent plea that she would say no.
"I will."
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The tower was a place the little boy could never have imagined. It was colorful yet blinding, vast yet crowded, and the fresh air smelled like doom.
The little boy had never felt so small. It was so overwhelming that he couldn't really register what he had done, until a firm hand took his and they ran.
The owner of that firm hand was just a boy like himself. Unlike the little boy however, he had hair the color of the vast sky, his steps were surer, and his eyes were sharper.
The blue haired boy extended his hand and smiled with all teeth, "Shake my hand, and we shall climb the tower together."
"Why me? I am weak. I will be of no use." The little boy shrunk away.
"It's no matter." The blue haired boy's eyes softened. "Your company is enough."
The little boy smiled and shakily took his hand.
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The little boy stood by the balcony, looking at the twinkling night sky above. Soon the last test would be held.
"Those lights up there, do you see them?" The little boy pointed at the light above to his blue haired companion.
"I do."
"I think they're lonely. So far above, out of reach and apart from each other." The little boy sighed wistfully. "Will you leave me too?"
"Why should I?" His companion tilted his head, finding the question very absurd.
"Because of the beautiful stars."
"Stars are nothing to me but a myth."
This time it was the little boy who tilted his head. "But aren't they beautiful?"
"I wouldn't know until I saw one."
That was something that the little boy could finally agree with.
"Then what does beautiful mean?" The little boy asked, curious.
"You." His companion said easily.  "I have seen a lot of pretty jewels, but none of them shine as pretty as your eyes. I have heard plenty of songs and played different instruments, but none of them brought as much joy as your laugh."
The little boy blushed at the compliment. "Then I shall laugh more often, so that the stars will envy me."
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The little boy ended up being the one to leave, not by his own volition.  He lost his companions, so what reason was there to laugh? What reason for him to be beautiful if there was no one to acknowledge it?
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After years of anguish and loneliness, the little boy finally got his companions back. But something was still lost. Something had changed. Yet the boy didn't know what that was. So as per usual, when his feelings were tangled and nothing seemed to make sense, he went to the balcony to seek the answers in the vast sky.
His blue haired companion noticed and decided to join him in silence. It was exactly like what they did all those years ago, yet it didn't feel the same.
"I love looking at the sky. Bright blue at day and deep blue at night, it's beautiful." The little boy said, when he noticed his companion's not so subtle glances. "It is beautiful because it always reminds me of you."
His companion blushed. "Is that so?"
The little boy smiled wistfully. "When I missed you, I would look at the sky."
"How often?"
"Every chance I got."
There was an unreadable expression on his companion's face. "All this time, I thought you were gone for good."
The little boy bowed his head, not knowing what to say.
"So even if you're standing next to me right now, it somehow feels as if you're still out of my reach." His companion confessed, and it broke the little boy's heart.
"Then, hold me! See that I'm right here, still within reach." The little boy looked at his companion, pleading and desperate. "And when you do, make me stay."
His companion cupped the little boy's cheeks that were streaked with tears. "I see. You're no longer the light that was hung up above."
"I am not." The little boy smiled. "I am The Twenty-fifth Night, and the lights are my friends."
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deiaiko · 5 months
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“That must have been hard.” Khun deflated. It was , because of course it was. Every waking moment Khun existed without Baam felt meaningless and wine was the easiest thing he could find in this world to numb that pain. The bottom of the bottle had felt like his only escape. He recalled how every sober moment felt like a nightmare and being drunk felt like it was the only way to survive in this hollow life. Prior to his death, Baam had been his cooling touch. He’d been the waves in which Khun would allow himself to drown in. He was the antidote to take the pain away. But, with the other gone, Khun felt like he had to placate the fire another way. He’d let the bitter taste soothe his hell. He’d let it drag him down until his head was submerged in its stupor. In fact, he smiled as he poisoned himself over and over again; almost begging this world to play with his fate the same way the Tower did.
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deiaiko · 7 months
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He recalled how Baam had carefully pried Khun’s fingers off his wrist to hold his hand instead. It had felt like time stood still as calluses rubbed against his nimble fingers in a soothing way he’d never experienced before and somehow Khun had felt safe. Baam had always somehow managed to make him feel safe.
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In that moment, Khun had felt like the entire world had fallen away and that the only thing that had remained were the two of them. He remembered how the quiet hallway had helped his nerves begin to settle, but that he still couldn’t look at Baam. He didn’t entirely remember how he had mustered the courage to finally admit it, but he could never forget saying, “I love you,” barely above a whisper. He distinctly can still recall how those words had tasted on his lips for the first time and how he had tasted Baam’s shortly after.
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deiaiko · 1 year
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"Be my Valentine" —🌰
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