#bemmy

[discopanda811]

Emmy & Beel taking a little nap ⭐️✨

I still love this one! They’re so cutee 🥹

[maxmixesboy]

I drew OCs Gailin & Bemmy from an artist Refresh_RM on Twitter!

[wan975]

[sagely-crafting]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: King Falls AM (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ben Arnold/Sammy Stevens Characters: Ben Arnold, Sammy Stevens Additional Tags: Sloppy Makeouts, Rough Kissing, nerds, Roleplay, I guess???, Sammy 'you know I like it rough' Stevens Summary:

Just a bit of good old-fashioned studio makeouts.

[orchidbreezefc]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: King Falls AM (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ben Arnold/Sammy Stevens Characters: Ben Arnold, Sammy Stevens Additional Tags: Cynthia Higgenbaum, Oral Fixation, Flirting, stupid sexy stevens, he's gotta retain SOMETHING from his shotgun days and i apparently decided that was flirting Series: Part 1 of Air Summary:

Companion piece to [link: 'Out of Air']. Apparently Sammy gave Ben more than the 'eyes' he was complaining about.

[southernbitchwitch]

Fan: there's no romance in Harrow County

Bemmy fans: you sure about that?

[wendy-comet]

73 and/or 89, Sammy/Ben (decide how much angst you want in your life)

all of it. that’s how much. warnings for cheating in this fic, if that is not your cup of tea then steer clear. angsty samben kissing ahead!

the bitter kind of sweet,

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Sammy whispered, the words muted against Ben’s skin. He pressed a kiss to Ben’s collarbone to punctuate his statement, and he could hear Ben breath in sharply in response.

“I know,” Ben whispered, barely audible. He pulled away just far enough to meet Sammy’s eyes, still close enough that Sammy could feel the rise and fall of Ben’s chest pressed to his own.

The morning was still dark around them, and the starlight threw both of their faces into stark shadows and monochrome.

Ben couldn’t hold eye contact, glancing away toward the broken streetlamp, their parked cars, the locked door of the studio. Sammy didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to undo any of what he - what they - had done. Didn’t know how to say that he would do more.

“Ben, I… Are you going to leave?” he had to ask, because he couldn’t just stand here, couldn’t wait passively for Ben to decide in what way he was going to break Sammy’s heart. Like a band-aid, right? Fast and painful.

Ben looked up at Sammy for a brief moment, eyes dark and wild and lips already visibly reddened and Sammy had no idea how he was going to face him at work tomorrow if Ben walked away right now.

“I’m not leaving you,” Ben said, voice hoarse and thick. “I just- I just can’t.”

He closed his eyes, and Sammy couldn’t stop himself from wondering if he was thinking of Emily. She was probably asleep, probably dreaming happy thoughts of Ben and sugar gliders and never once asking herself if her boyfriend was standing in a parking lot outside a radio station at six am kissing his best friend.

Sammy shouldn’t have let Ben kiss him.

But even more importantly, he shouldn’t have kissed Ben back.

[trash-tzar]

Bemmy aesthetic