#kingbram

[notgrassmask]

Send him to catboy jail NOW

I'M BACK IN THE FUCKING BUILDING AGAIN😭

[darkflierazura]

Some old harlebram sketches from around when Grand Cross was released globally I believe. I thought about cleaning them up further but I lost interest, so I’m posting them here before I forget.

[zorria]

for the ship thingy i'm curious

what do you think of harlebram?

That’s honestly the first time I’ve ever heard kingbram be called that actually so that’s really cool! But for me I really love them I think they are super cute together and they just vibe really well. Plus their relationship in the series was literally everything helb was always there for king even as a ghost so it just proves how much they loved and cared about each other and I just adore it so much

[rhapshie]

[thestarrynightgazer]

Now my heart feel like December when somebody say your name

'Cause I can't reach out to call you, but I know I will one day, yeah

Memories by Maroon 5

When you can't make MVs so yeeets.

So uuh... angst?

[fazedical]

Thistle and his obsession with cookies lol

[nokosapi]

"Kingbram" 28/6/19

[galfridus1]

Happy Birthday Helbram!

@thestarrynightgazer and I wrote a fic for King’s birthday, and she did some amazing art to go with it. Here is what happened next and how King got his revenge (sort of). Hope you enjoy!

King did a good job of pretending not to be well - displeased - that he had spent his birthday locked up in a shed just so his boyfriend could set up a surprise party. But he was. Very. And he determined to take his revenge.

Now, King is nothing if not petty. He is extremely good at holding grudges and nursing them until they are deep and all-consuming. And that was what he did for the 33 days between his birthday and Helbram’s.

He decided the punishment would be the one thing Helbram could not bear under any circumstances: a lack of attention. He feared their friends would refuse to take part, but here King was surprised. Elaine, Ban and Meliodas all fell in readily enough with his suggestion. Elizabeth it is true was less happy about the arrangement but they others’ enthusiasm overruled her.

So what did he do? Well, King “forgot” Helbram’s birthday. The latter kept dropping hints about how it would be nice to do something special on the coming Sunday. When asked why he replied, “The weather is supposed to be really good!” and “We’ve been inside loads lately, I’m up for a change.” But King just tutted and ignored the requests. “You spent far too much money on my birthday we can’t afford to waste more.”

Helbram hoped that he could drop enough hints to get one of their friends to do something but he kept hitting brick walls. “We’re busy this weekend,” said Ban, with a suggestive look at Elaine. “So are we,” added Meliodas as Elizabeth blushed.

Poor Helbram was beside himself at this point. On Saturday night he stomped out of the house in a temper and King stood at the door, wondering if he had taken things too far as their dog Oslo barked at him reproachfully. King set off, running through the streets to try and find Helbram, but to no avail. He could not know that Helbram had gone to stay with Diane, and was at that very moment sobbing his heart out to her.

Meliodas, completely oblivious to the drama, had decked out his house in a blaze of bunting, coloured lights and balloons. The party arranged was lavish enough to rival King’s. He had even got Ban to bake a back-up cake just in case something happened to the one he had commissioned (he blamed King for the fiasco that occurred the last time).

On Sunday morning, King waited at the door, constantly messaging Helbram on his mobile, via hangouts and Twitter and Instagram. Helbram did not respond. As the sun rose in the sky and noon approached, the hour at which he was to convey Helbram to his party, King decided that, this time, he had really fucked up.

He was just about to give in and call Meliodas, tears swimming in his eyes, when he jolted as his mobile rang with its cheerful tone. He looked down in surprise to see the call was coming from Diane. He and Diane spoke every so often but they usually messaged each other rather than called. They had been on a couple of dates that just hadn’t brought them a spark; they had survived the experiment with their friendship intact but it was a little more strained than before. King frowned slightly, wondering what Diane could want. Well, he did not have time for it now. Gritting his teeth, he pressed the red X to reject the call.

The phone rang again. And again. And again.

On the fifth ring King answered, snapping at Diane. “Helbram’s missing and I don’t know whether to call the police and he’s missing his birthday and I completely fucked up and I don’t know what to do and it’s all horrible.” Talking about it made it seem worse and King could feel tears spill from his eyes.

“He’s with me, silly,” Diane said happily.

“W-what??”

So Helbram got to his party and enjoyed himself immensely. And I think the pranks will continue, don’t you?