#Kinn said thanks to arm

[somnas-writes]

Big: Porsche shut the fuck up

Porsche: what do we say?

Big, resisting the urge to slap him: please shut the fuck

[the-cookie-of-doom]

“Angel, will you bring me my phone?” Kim called from the balcony. He heard it chime in the living room, but was too comfortable with his guitar to get it himself. Chay was closer, anyway. 

“Sure,” Chay called back. He unburied himself from the piles of notes, books, and homework he’s been accumulating all afternoon, and located Kim’s phone amidst the mess he’s made of the coffee table. Kim had message previews disabled but Chay saw the sender’s ID. “It’s Kinn.” 

“Thanks.” Chay drifted back towards his homework, but not before Kim gave him a sweet kiss on his hip and an encouraging pat to his butt. Kim watched him go, full of so much fondness and love for the other boy, he somehow wondered how he could survive the weight of it. 

Then Kim opened his messages, and all the warmth left his body in the same rush that stole the breath from his lungs. 

From: Kinn It’s time to come home Pa is dying 

Kim called his brother. Kinn picked up before the end of the first ring. 

“What happened?” Kim asked, distantly proud of himself for keeping his voice even. 

“Pa has cancer. Stage four, according to the doctor. Started in his liver, spread to his lungs. They’re suspecting his brain, as well.” 

“What? How—since when?”

“Nearly two years now.” Kinn took a deep breath, He kept his voice steady, too, even though this had to be destroying him. “He was hiding it from us. Said he didn’t want us to worry.” 

“Bullshit.” 

“I believe him, Kim. He wouldn’t—he wouldn’t want to look weak. It’s why he retired to Chiang Mai. You know how he is.” 

Another wave of cold. “I didn’t know he retired,” Kim said flatly. 

“Oh.” A beat. “He did. Four years ago, now. Soon after…”

“After I left.” All this time, hating his father for never coming to see him. The entire time he was on the other side of the country, and no one bothered to tell Kim. Of course they hadn’t, he’d made it very clear when he stormed out that he didn’t want contact with any of them. “What… what do we do, now?”

“Tankhun has already moved up North to take care of Pa. I’m taking a sabbatical from the company to join him. I—we would appreciate it if you could come too.” 

Kim felt his throat close up around any words he might have said. 

“Not for long. Only a few days, at most. I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t serious, Kim, but we don’t know how much time he has left. Please, I… Please.”

Kim hated the desperation in his brother’s voice. Would do anything to spare them both. 

“No, I—I’ll come.” Kinn breathed a deep sigh of relief. Before he could do anything like thank Kim, he rushed to add, “I can’t promise how long I’ll stay. I’ll need to see how much—”

“Just a few days. Anything you can spare.”

“Okay. Okay, I… I’ll be there.” 

“Thank you, Kim. I’ll let Tankhun know. Tell me when you have your travel details.” 

“I will.” Feeling eyes on his back, Kim looked over his shoulder to find Chay hovering in the doorway, watching him with concern. “I have to go. We’ll talk soon.” 

“Is everything alright, P’Kim?” Chay asked softly, after Kim hung up. He approached quietly, Kim turned back around, staring out at the cityscape beyond the balcony. He still had his phone in hand.

“My father’s dying,” Kim said numbly. 

“Oh, no.” Immediately Chay’s arms fell around him, pulling him into the safety of his boyfriend’s chest. “I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

“I… don’t know.” Kim didn’t know what he was feeling, if anything at all. “I shouldn’t be. He’s my father. And he’s—” 

“I don’t think there’s a right way to feel,” Chay soothed, working his fingers through Kim’s hair. “But I think it’s also probably still a shock? Why don’t we go sit down? I think we’ve both worked enough today, let’s just—yeah. Sit down. Let it, uh, sink in.”

“Okay.” 

Kim let Chay take his guitar and lay it aside. He let himself be led back into the living room, which had unofficially become Chay’s workspace during these shared days. He watched Chay clear away his school clutter into an unorganized pile—he would probably regret it later—and then let himself be pulled down onto the sofa, into Chay’s chest. 

[mousydentist]

6!! all for the bros 🥰

hi (T T) sorry this took so long omfg 😭 not even sure if you still want this fhdjsh but here it is!! some khun&kinn&kim feels ✨

Kim rarely went home, and when he did it was usually for an ulterior motive. Which is why he’s not sure what prompted him to answer Khun’s text today. Khun: Kimmmmyyy come home the final episode of this K drama is airing today Me: ok Khun: ?????? Khun: As in you’ll come?? Me: sure Khun: YIPPEEE Khun: ILL TELL ARM TO GET SNACKS Khun: WHAT SNACKS DO YOU LIKE Khun: ILL GET THEM ALL Kim smiles down at his phone.  “Something good happen?” Chay says. He’s eyeing Kim curiously when he looks up from his phone. Kim shrugs, bites his lips. “I’m going home to see Khun today. Do you want to come?” Chay blinks at him for a second, a little surprised. “Is that okay? I don’t wanna intrude, I know you don’t see him often..” Kim shakes his head. “Khun loves you.” Chay grins. “Okay, then.” When Kim steps into Khun’s room, Kinn is there as well. They hesitantly nod to each other, then Khun is rushing to jump on Kim. “Kimmy, my baby, how dare you not visit me sooner, I’m so glad you’re home, come in, come in!” Kim holds himself back from being dragged until he can motion for Chay to follow him in. “Hi,” Chay says with a polite wai. “Hope it’s alright that I’m joining you.” Khun’s eyebrows shoot up, and he eyes Kim suspiciously. “Ai’Kim, this is family time!” Khun shouts. Then he wrinkles his nose and smirks. “Unless you’re saying Porchay is like family to you.” Kim feels his face traitorously warm. He shrugs. “Yeah, sure.” Khun shrieks, whapping him with the long ends of his coat. When he looks over, Chay is grinning fondly with a deep blush of his own. Even Kinn is wearing a little smile. He lets himself (and Chay) be dragged into the room by Khun this time, and they all squish together on the couch.  Khun wasn’t lying when he said he would get all the snacks. There’s about 30 different options laid out on the table. He notices Chay eyeing a drink at the end opposite them, and he knows that it’s one of Chay’s favorites, so he reaches over and grabs it for him. He’s rewarded with a bright smile from Chay. “Thank you, P’Kim.” Kim smiles back. When he turns back, Kinn quickly looks away, while Khun is openly staring at them with a raised eyebrow so high it threatens to jump off his face. Kim looks at him blankly. “Don’t we have a drama to watch?” Khun purses his lips and slowly turns back to the TV and flicks to the right channel.

[haeseolar]

the gaze of the angels

guild hunter au - kinnporsche / archangel!kinn, hunter!porsche

rated G, 2.7k words

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based on a scene from the first book in the guild hunter series, angels' blood. for context, angel's create and handle vampires as they work under them. porsche as a hunter tracks any unruly vamp who has escaped and brings them back to their 'owners', in this case, the arch/angels.

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“Give me one good reason I should be talking to you on my day off.”

“Well, hello to you too, Porsche,” Arm, the director of the Hunter’s Guild, says, his voice no less sarcastic even through the phone line.

Porsche snorts, kicking off his boots into a heap by his front door. He’ll fix that later; right now, he has one thing on his mind: to relax.

“I’m waiting,” Porsche replies, clicking his tongue in annoyance. He’d never hang up on his best friend-cum-boss, but the temptation grows as he wanders into his apartment - his haven, his sanctuary - and feels in his gut that whatever Arm is about to tell him won’t be anything good.

“Well,” Arm begins and then goes so quiet Porsche has to check to make sure they’re still connected. “Your holiday is being cut sh-"

“No fucking way!” Porsche cuts him off, coming to stand in the middle of his kitchen.

The marble top island is more cluttered than he’d like it to be, but he’s been nonstop working for the past 3 weeks on one of the hardest hunts of his life. A rogue vampire had gone insane, slaughtering more people than he could count on his fingers. Despite being a crazy lunatic, the bastard had been smart, and led Porsche on a wild chase until he finally caught up and sent him back to his angel owner for her to deal with. He’d barely had time to sleep, let alone clean.

“Porsche,” Arm’s voice is hard - stoic and with no room to argue, taking the tone that the director of the Guild should have. This wasn’t a friendly chat - this was a business one through and through. “You’ve been requested.”

Porsche scoffs, “That’s nice, but -”

“By an archangel.”

Porsche feels his whole world go quiet. “It’s not April Fool’s Day, Arm,” He says shakily.

“I know, and I’d never joke about this, but…” Arm sighs, and it’s a frustrated one. “We’re between a rock and a hard place. I tried to deny his request and said you’re off duty for the foreseeable future, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

Fucking archangels, Porsche thought, the voice inside his head spiteful. He’d never be able to say it out loud without dire consequences, but in the privacy of his own brain, he’ll curse them out as much as he wants. They’re selfish creatures, living in their high-rises to look down upon all mortals, ruling over the cities they claim as their own without a care in the world. As long as they’re happy, nothing else matters.

“What does he want?”

“They wouldn’t say. His lackeys who called up were very secretive, even with me,” Arm grumbles something under his breath with the same amount of disdain Porsche feels. The archangels are famously hard to work with. “I’m really sorry, and I will do all I can to make this up to you - but you have to meet him tomorrow.”

“Which one?” Porsche asks, mind going a hundred miles an hour. He went through all the ones he knew - the ones he’d already worked for. He’s had to clean up more of their messes than he can count, but of course, they do nothing but deposit a grand sum of money in his bank account and go about their day without even a simple thanks.

“Archangel Anakinn.”

The name cut off all of Porsche’s internal ramblings. That name had fear instilled into it, each letter dripping with the promise of death if you defied him. The archangel of Bangkok wasn’t exactly known for his niceties; even Porsche, who had fought rogue vampires twisted with bloodlust beyond any form of rationality, who stood up against anyone or anything not caring about the consequences, starts to feel anxiety creeping in.

“Fuck me,” Porsche let out, leaning against the counter to keep him up. His knees felt weak. “Let me guess, I’ve gotta go on my own, too?”

He could feel the wince through the phone as Arm answered, “Yep.”

Double fuck, Porsche curses. “Ping me the time and location.”

“Porsche -” Arm began, but Porsche hung up before he could finish, not in the mood to talk anymore.

He glances around his apartment, at the warm woods and white accents, at the trinkets and paintings spread around that he’d collected in his travels, and breathes in the scent of incense to try and ground himself. There’s no use in avoiding the inevitable, so he looks outside his window at the hotel situated opposite his apartment building. It towers above him, each window lit with shadows of activity behind them. It’s a building that never sleeps, with all sorts of goings on happening in the secrecy only immortals had the pleasure of knowing.

Porsche’s phone pinged with the details of his meeting for tomorrow.

Director Arm:

Tomorrow, Theerapanyakul’s Hotel, 09:00 am sharp.

Memorising the information immediately, Porsche knows that if he takes a few steps forward, he’ll be able to see the rooftop of the hotel - the Theerapanyakul’s Hotel. It doesn’t have any railing or safety bordering it, as there would be no point. It’s a landing and takeoff point for angels, and they could fly, their giant wings sprawling outwards so wide that even to this day, Porsche finds himself pausing whatever he was doing to stop and watch. He’d spent countless hours since he’d moved into this apartment spying on them, watching them come and go, equally fascinated as he was repulsed by their royalty in society.

Each angel had their own set of wings, and no two were the same. One pair had caught his attention the most out of all he’d seen, and he’d seen plenty at this point. Porsche recalls ones that were so wide that they had almost blocked out the entire sky, so dark in colour that it seemed as if a black hole had opened up in their place, if not for the red tips of the feathers that were visible even from so far away. Porsche has never met Archangel Anakinn - but he knows him. He’s seen him, watched him, studied him the best he could from afar as he admired each descent and take-off from flight, the beauty of his wings too tempting to look away from even for a second.

Porsche walks forward, eyes rising upwards until he can finally see the rooftop, hoping to catch a glimpse of them. To his dismay, the rooftop is empty, so instead he imagines what it’ll be like when he is up there tomorrow, and if he’d survive the meeting long enough to continue admiring the view of the angels he so frequently indulged in

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“Alright, alright! I get it, no need to push,” Porsche says, wrenching his shoulder away from a heavy-handed vampire. 

The impudent thing just glares at him, his fangs poking out, just begging for the hunter to act up within the hotel. Everyone knows that you behave when in a general radius of an archangel, let alone when you’re in one’s territory. The vampire looks young, but the smell radiating off of him could only mean age - and Porsche doesn’t mean a few years, but hundreds. He looks overly serious, with his perfect ponytail and miserable atmosphere, which only makes Porsche want to prod at him even more to see if he can get a reaction out of him instead.

“Get in.” The vampire orders, shoving Porsche into an open elevator. 

“Does your boss not teach you any manners?” Porsche mutters under his breath, nose scrunching up in distaste at the vampire’s scent now clinging to him. 

Each one smells different, much like each angel’s wings - it’s part of their DNA, their defining feature. This one smells sour, his scent warped with internal rage and something sad, almost as if he’s left it so long that it’s gone off, twisted and rotten. It’s clear that he hates Porsche, so much so that it’s leaking out of every pore.

“What did you say, guild hunter?” The vampire snaps, eyes narrowed in malice.

“I said, did your boss not teach you any manners?” Porsche repeats, enunciating each word clearly, not caring about the consequences. 

“Why, you -” The vampire begins through gritted teeth until the elevator doors open and let in a gust of wind so strong it threatens to knock him off balance.

Porsche blinks, his eyes drying out immediately as he takes in the scene before him. He hadn’t even noticed they’d made it to the top, caught up in the brewing fight. The vampire grabs his arm, dragging him out and practically throwing him forward. Porsche’s senses are all going off, each one struggling to acclimate to a slew of incoming smells, sounds, and feelings. 

“Khun Kinn, he’s arrived.”

“Thank you, Big. You may go,” A voice replies, so smooth and luxurious that Porsche’s stomach clenches. 

He watches as the vampire - or Big, he supposes - bows and takes his leave, looking like nothing more than a trained puppy in front of his master. Porsche holds back the urge to sneer, but he reigns it in.

 

Even though he’s completely open out here, the wind is strong and loud, it’s warmer than he expected, the sun shining directly into his eyes. He squints, trying to gather his bearings as he looks out across the expanse of the roof, focusing on a shadowy figure at the opposite end. Even without fully seeing him - Porsche knows who it is. 

Archangel Anakinn.

There’s no doubt in his mind, no second guesses, as his mere aura alone is enough to suffice. The great span of his wings flutters, rising and blocking out the harsh glare of the sun, bringing everything back into focus. Porsche blinks, black spots dotting around his vision as he adjusts until he can finally see who he is truly facing.

His breath catches in his throat, eyes widening without his permission as he takes in the archangel. Anakinn’s hair is perfectly styled, not a hair out of place except the purposely left-out strand that catches on his eyelashes, even with the harsh winds that are whipping Porsche’s clothing and hair around relentlessly. It’s as if the earth has stopped moving, stopped existing, covering Anakinn in an eternal peace where he’s untouchable. Porsche’s eyes carry on moving, desperate and wanting to take the man in. They follow his masculine brow bone and down the gentle slope of his nose, cataloguing each mole and curve, straight angle and harsh cut of his jawline. 

Even hidden, Porsche can sense the sheer amount of strength hidden within his body. It’s not all physical, although he doesn’t doubt that he is just as strong in that sense as he is in any other, but the archangel naturally exudes such a vibe that Porsche feels dizzy. Anakinn’s clothes are simple - a white shirt that stands out starkly against his black wings and is open enough to show off the cut of his pecs, along with a pair of tight slacks. He mustn’t feel the chill, either, as any sensible person would at least wear a jacket up here.

 

Porsche’s eyes flicker back up to meet Anakinn’s, and where they are a natural brown colour, there’s nothing normal about them. It isn’t just one shade, but hundreds, maybe even thousands, that meld and entwine amongst each other in his irises, glowing almost golden with how rich they are that Porsche fears if he looks for too long, he will lose himself forever amongst them. 

“Done looking, Hunter Porsche?”

Porsche visibly jolts at the address, shuddering back into reality as he snaps out of whatever daze he is in.

“It’s not often I find myself face-to-face with an archangel,” Porsche retorts, willing the heat on his cheeks at being caught to fade away.

Anakinn smiles, barely a tilt of his lips, and yet Porsche feels he’s being treated like a child. It’s humouring - demeaning - like the angel opposite him sees him as nothing more than a toy to entertain himself with. It wouldn’t surprise him if that’s exactly what was happening, but it pisses him off either way. 

“We’re a private bunch,” Anakinn replies simply, gesturing to the table to the side. Porsche follows his hand to the breakfast spread laid out for them. “Shall we have something to eat, and then begin?”

Porsche shrugs, too stiff to be casual, but it at least forces his muscles to loosen, “Sure.”

Anakinn waits until Porsche moves first, and even with his back turned, he can feel eyes following him with each step. Before he can drag a seat out for himself, Anakinn asks from right behind him:

“Did Big treat you well on your way up?”

Porsche spins around, not having felt or heard anyone creep up on him. His heart is in his throat, his hand on the knife that was hidden in his jacket sleeve, the blade peaking out as he’s ready to attack. It’s lucky he just about caught himself from stabbing the archangel, too on edge from nerves.

Anakinn glances down, catching sight of the knife, “I see you weren’t checked for weapons.”

“I was,” Porsche replies instantly, and even though it’s delayed, he finally gets a waft of the archangel’s scent. His mouth waters - it’s not like anything he’s smelled before. It’s sensual, sweet, and musky - cloying and addictive. “Your people just underestimated me.”

“Oh?” Anakinn’s eyebrow raises, and it’s so unfairly attractive that Porsche feels a pulse of violence rise in him. “I assure you, no one in this building would dare do such a thing.”

“You don’t need to flatter me,” Porsche says cuttingly, sliding the blade back into its rightful place. “I know you chose me for a reason, and I’m damn good at my job, whatever it may be.”

Anakinn hums, eyes appraising as they trace over his face and down his body, and back up again. Each bit they cover leaves hot trails behind, burning his skin even through layers of clothes. “What if I wanted to flatter you?”

Porsche’s heart seizes, his throat clicking as he swallows. “Just add a couple thousand onto my pay check, and we’d be good.”

Anakinn steps closer, boxing Porsche in, pushing his lower back into the chair behind him. It digs in at an uncomfortable angle, precariously balanced on something that could move and leave him unmoored and unstable in his stance. Their chests are almost touching, and Anakinn’s scent gets stronger, sweeter, and more enticing. Porsche can see Anakinn’s wings out of his peripherals, and the feathers look even softer than he could’ve ever imagined. He wants to reach out and touch, but he doesn’t dare.

“Only a couple thousand, hunter?” Anakinn tilts his head to the side, deceptively innocent, “I think you’re worth more than that.”

“You haven’t even tried me yet,” Porsche replies, and he’s not sure what he’s talking about - whether it’s the hunt he’s about to be debriefed on, or something else. Even worse, he’s not sure which one he’d rather be discussing.

“We can change that,” Anakinn says, voice low, words rich and honeyed, as his eyes drop to Porsche’s lips. 

They linger, only for a moment, and then they’re gone, along with Anakinn’s presence. Porsche gasps in shock, turning back around to face the table, where the archangel is now sitting down, poised as if he’s on a throne and not a garden chair. 

“So, you’re not a cheap worker, hm?” 

Porsche drags his seat out, watching as the screeching sound of the metal against the concrete doesn’t make the man flinch. He flops down onto it, relishing in the plush softness of the cushion beneath him. 

Folding his arms over his chest, Porsche replies: “I’ll rinse you dry, but I’m worth every penny.”

Anakinn’s eyes search him again, this time more intense, not even bothering to hide the roaring desire and attraction in them. “Then I suppose I look forward to working with you, Hunter Porsche.”

Porsche smirks, shifting in his seat, leaning into the warm bubbling sensation caressing his skin at such a gaze directed at him, the base of his spine tingling with it. He can’t wait to see what Archangel Anakinn has in store for him.

[kinnbig]

50 for KinnBig

50 - a goodbye kiss that says ''I don't love you the way you love me, and I'm setting you free''

When Porsche’s voice travels in from the hallway outside, Big pretends to be asleep.

His door crashes open a moment later, and then two sets of footsteps are approaching his bed. One set is slightly hesitant, awkward; belonging, Big assumes, to Porsche.

The other footsteps, Big would know anywhere.

“Oh,” Porsche is saying, “the nurse outside said he’d been awake today.”

“He’s just had major surgery,” Kinn says gently, “he’s going to need a lot of rest.”

His voice is low and contemplative, almost soft, and Big has to fight to keep his face still, force himself not to throw open his eyes and look, not to drink in every expression that crosses Kinn’s face, not to gasp his presence into his lungs like a man drowning.

It’s embarrassment that keeps his eyes firmly shut.

He doesn’t think he could look Porsche in the eye, look Kinn in the eye. Not now, not after what he said. After what he did.

It’s quiet for so long that Big wonders if he didn’t actually fall asleep and miss them both leaving.

Porsche breaks the silence with uncharacteristic uncertainty. “Why do you think he did it?”

Big suppresses a flinch.

Khun Kinn loves you so much.

Kinn sighs. “He’s an excellent bodyguard.”

Usually Big would be delighted with the praise. Today it sinks into his stomach, aching with something akin to grief.

Porsche doesn’t say anything to that. Big hears him scuffing his foot against the ground.

“Maybe we should come back later,” he says eventually, “when he’s awake.”

“Of course,” Kinn says, “you go ahead. I need to double check with the nurses about security.”

Big hears Porsche hum his agreement and shuffle to his feet, and then the door is swinging shut behind him and Big is alone in the room with Kinn.

The air feels thick with it; with Kinn; settling heavy on Big’s rib cage and making it hard to breathe.

Kinn’s hand settles on his shoulder. It burns like a brand.

“I wanted to say thank you,” Kinn says softly, “for what you did for Porsche.”

Big’s chest aches.

He doesn’t open his eyes.

It wasn’t for Porsche, he wants to shout, you know it wasn’t for Porsche.

Kinn squeezes his shoulder.

“You were right - I love him. I love him more than is sensible, and I - thank you.”

Kinn moves closer, and Big senses what’s about to happen milliseconds before it does. Kinn’s lips brush his cheek; light, chaste, gentle; and Big’s eyes flutter open involuntarily as Kinn pulls away.

He doesn’t look surprised to meet Big’s clearly conscious gaze. He just nods, formal and final, and collects his jacket from the arm of his chair.

“Take care of yourself, Big.”

He doesn’t say goodbye.

He doesn’t need to.

It was for you, Big lets himself admit into the emptiness he leaves behind, it’s always been for you.

kiss prompt ficlets 💖

[matan4il]

Hey! In the novel, when Porsche asks kinn to tell him if he is hiding anything from him. Then kinn tells that all these time he knew that it was vegas who was trying hurt porsche by drugging him, kidnapping him… If kinn knew all this time then why did kinn hide it from porsche?

Hi lovely! Thank you for the ask!

I haven't actually read the novel. I wanted to, I have it translated into English and I really wanted to, but you know. Real life got in the way. So I hadn't read it, which means I'd be totally guessing, but off the top of my head, I can think of two possible explanations...

The first one is that Kinn might have thought that he was being protective of Porsche, when he didn't tell him how bad Vegas was. It's... not the most logical line of thinking, but protective people sometimes do that, keep things to themselves, because they think their loved ones are better off not knowing how bad the whole truth is, while trusting in their own ability to protect said loved ones from that ugly truth.

The second possibility is that maybe he wanted to be chosen by Porsche, so Kinn didn't tell him how bad Vegas was, in order to know that Porsche chose him for who he is, not because the awfulness of Vegas sent him into Kinn's arms.

And because human beings are complex creatures (and I certainly think that Kinn, as I've seen him on KPTS, is a complex person), it's possible that Kinn decided not to tell Porsche due to a mixture of both these reasons.

Have you read the novel? What do you think? (this question is for anyone who has read it and wants to chime in!)

Thank you again and have a great day! xoxox

[vcrses]

The Situationship - Post Credits Scene #8

[Read the fic here first]

“Ah, Khun Nu,” Arm said, sounding a little exasperated. “I really think you need to step out of your brother’s life a little.”

“You’re the one who told him about Porsche!” Pol said, scoffing.

“Yes, as a potential match for Kinn, and clearly, it's a very good match!” Arm protested. “But now we need to trust them to figure out their own way to each other and their relationship with each other, without committing morally reprehensible acts like spying on them.”

“It’s not spying if I’m just casually checking the CCTV footage from my own house?” Tankhun said, frowning.

“It very much is, when you’re using it to listen to a private conversation between Porsche and your brother,” Pete finally added.

“Thank you!” Arm said, but Tankhun was already pressing play on the recording. He groaned as they watched Kinn and Porsche enter the living room together, Porsche immediately going to sit on the sofa with his arms crossed.

“What,” Porsche demanded on screen, and Arm sighed again.

“Guys, this isn’t right,” he repeated.

Tankhun pressed pause with an angry flick to the keyboard, and turned to glare at him. “As my husband, you should be supporting me right now.”

“I love you, but this isn’t it,” Arm said, but Tankhun was already turning back to the screen, ignoring him completely.

“I have to protect my little brother from making stupid decisions that are not premeditated by me,” Tankhun said, like it was a reasonable argument.

[itsmelb]

So, I rewatched Kinnporsche for the 3rd time

(I was sick the last 2 days so I had to watch sth to brighten up my mood)

And now I wanna share some stuff with u guys (yes it's that time again xD)

I still love the first meeting of Kinn and Porsche. That Bar, that watch thingy. Still love how badass kinn looks in the first ep. Still makes me fall for him sm.

Still hate Korn sm. Yes doesn't change.

I always scream when I see Big and Chan interact with eo. I know it's a ghost ship but I love it haha. (RiP! :/)

I love Arm and Pol sm. They are so cute and funny - I wish they would kiss. Best scene: when they hide at the door when Porsche confesses his love for kinn in the room with Korn and the others.

Tankhun is still fabulous. I love his outfits. And I always have to laugh at his: who killed Elisabeth and Sébastien! Legendary.

Porsches mental health agenda is played so good by Apo that I always cry when I see it. Breaks my heart sm.

Porsche as the minor family heir: I mean he doesn't wanna do it obv but man do I love his green suit. And I love seeing him with power!

Kimchay aka my heartbreak without a light on the horizon. God everytime I wanna scream at Kim and say u mf aaaah! Happy end still needed (u know this already but its worth to mention - again!)

Badass Pete is still my favorite. Ep 10 fight with Porsche. Or that crazy smile in the sex dungeon wow. I wanna see more. And obv P'Jakapan naled the bathtub scene. That is so heartbreaking it gets me everytime.

Vegas. There could be a separate post about him. Bc everytime I watch some scenes. I see him more. I see what Bibel did there. I feel his anger. I mean it doesn't give him the right to do shitty things but...imagine your cousin is always better than you and your father is the dummest asshole ever. And I always remember how complex he is when I see that scene at the pool when he wants to kill himself. This scene gives me goosebumps everytime. So fucking talented. Bibs supremacy.

Yok, Erica and the other Girl. I wanna see more badass women.

Tay, Time. I love Tay. He is such a cool character. And I wanna say fuck u time haha.

Mile Phakphum is so sexy with his hair string down and his robes and ombre suits. Don't come at me but wow. Apo has so much privilege to see that often xD

Jeff Satur is a God. Yes I know I said it often but his voice. I will never recover.

Macau and Chay are babies omg. Look at Ta and Code now. Wow they did gow so much.

The Vegaspete ending. God I love that ending sm. The soft kisses. The I don't run away. I wanna see more. Give it to me.

The season 2: God it's been so long. I hope there will be some news at the new year event. God pls.

Still obsessed with all the characters, the actors and I can't cope. Jep. That's my life forever now haha.

And that's it for now. Thanks for listening to me - again! See ya soon (it won't take long anyway u might know now haha)

[vegaseatsass]

I am so rusty at writing that I hesitate to ever talk about writing things, because I almost never finish them, and even if I did, I'm not sure I would share anything publicly right now lol sob, but I'd still like to try to write something for the KPTS Prompt Fest. So I wish to once again use polls to make my decisions for me! (Thank u all for ur help in the tv poll btw; having a great time w/ Theory of Love & Little Women!) Tl;dr: Help break me out of my decision paralysis and choose one thing for me to focus on writing! (Detailed prompts after the poll)

Excerpts of full prompts beneath the cut.

1. Vegas/Porsche arranged marriage:

Bonus points for Vegas resenting Porsche for being the son his father has always wanted (or in the version where Gun's already dead, for stealing his birthright), and plotting little schemes before their marriage to ruin him and the like, and Porsche disarming him the more they get to know each other. Extra bonus points if Vegas betrays him anyway, just like in canon, but the fondness is still real (for both of them), and makes it hurt more on both sides.

2. Vegas wakes up main family heir: Vegas goes to sleep wishing, not for the first time, that he'd been born to the main family. He wakes up in an alternate universe where his grandfather made Gun the main family heir, not Korn. Gun is not a better father in this timeline. 3. Vegaskinn arranged marriage: Korn strong arms the minor family into a marriage agreement to, he claims, ease the tensions between them, but actually because he would like to collect Vegas and Macau under his roof, like chess pieces or pokemon.

It would be fun if this were set after Vegas's big betrayal, as his punishment, instead of being blacklisted and going to the safehouse, but it can also be something AU/pre-canon. The hilarious idea popped into my head of Korn having already arranged Tankhun/Porsche and Kim/Chay marriages long before he decided Kinn/blood-related nephew should happen. Alternatively, maybe Kim/Chay and Kinn/Porsche as preexisting relationships make Korn confident in his hold on the Kittisawats, and he assumes Kinn/Vegas will be a loveless Emperor/Empress marriage up against Porsche as Kinn's most beloved noble consort. 4. Porsche and Big bodyswap: Cue Big experiencing the exquisite pain of Kinn looking at him with adoration and want, but it's not actually HIM he's looking at, and fighting himself on what to do when Kinn wants to touch him. Cue Porsche having to get along with Ken and pretend he loves doing nothing but shittalking himself all day. Cue Porsche picking up on the fact that Chan is completely gone for him (for Big) after years of Big missing all the signals? Comedy, angst, any ships you want!

5. Tankhun and Kim start hearing each other's thoughts, and can't turn it off. It's actually worse when they're not in the same physical vicinity, they start hearing more of what the other is thinking and worse, so they have to start spending a lot of time together to keep the thoughts calmer and less invasive. This means Kim joining Khun for horror movie night, and yes, he does have to dress up, and Khun joining Kim…on tour? Can he do it? And what do they learn about each other when they are physically separated? What lurks in the deeps of their psychologies?

RAPE/NON-CON WARNING FOR THE REST OF THESE

6. Vegaspete, puppyplay. Vegas makes Pete wear puppy ears and a puppy tail butt plug and bark. Totally up to you if it's noncon at the safehouse or consensual after that.

7. Vegas sex pollens Kinn: Kinn is at a very important professional function surrounded by very important professional contacts when Vegas, who is also at said function, slips a drug with aphrodisiac properties into his food/drink/expensive cologne/whatever. Kinn valiantly tries to maintain his self-control, but he's only human, and before the end of the night someone — or even a team of someones — ends up having to somehow fuck Kinn until he cries while not giving any rival crime families any inkling. (@vegaseatsass note: I would 100% write this as Vegas planning to leave Kinn alone to deal with his situation, hoping he will fail but counting on Kinn superhumanly outlasting the drug, and then getting possessive about it and rushing in to take control the second it looks like Kinn's going to capitulate to unworthy outsiders. Apologies in advance to the anon that I am a Vegaskinn sicko and not a Kinn whump sicko; I hope they get this filled by a gangbang connoisseur!)

8. Vegaspete handcuffed together: Vegas and Pete are kidnapped at the auction. They wake up naked and handcuffed together. Vegas makes the most of it.

[ae-azile]

Can I get Vegas and Pete in chapter 30?

Vegas: You know what? The Vegas from two years ago would have been extremely smug over having the healthiest relationship in the family.

Pete: That isn't nice. Everyone is really upset and arguing about this.

Vegas: Not us. 🙂

Pete: You like Arm and Khun together. Porsche said you called him while Arm was driving you and Khun back to the house so you could talk about how cute they are.

Vegas: That night is a blur.

Pete: Liar. Shit. Porsche is calling. Probably to vent about Chay. And Kim. And Kinn.

Vegas: He's upset with Arm and Khun too.

Pete: He's not as mad at Arm as he is at Kinn. And I don't get why he and Khun are mad at each other when they are mad about the same thing.

Vegas: I don't know. I'll call and talk to Khun later. Gotta focus on my baby.

Pete: Vegas, you can't leave me to deal with another Porsche freakout alone-

Vegas: Gotta go hang out with my baby. 😍

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Thank you for the ask, anon! As for everyone else, refer to this post for asks and other responses! 🩵

[the-cookie-of-doom]

double dipping wip asks for PROSTITUTE CHAY??!????!???!

Send me an ask and I'll tell you about one of these WIPs!

Answering these together, here's the first one

One of the funniest parts of this AU is that Kim always pays for Chay's time when they hang out together, but Chay refuses to accept the money. He just uses it to fund their dates/gifts for Kim. It literally does not matter how broke he is, it's the principle. He's trying to prove he wants Kim, not just his money, dang it!

There's the tiniest bit of angst in that as much as Kim enjoys spending time with Chay, he is genuinely worried that it's only about the money, and Chay will eventually get tired of him. But Chay is working very hard to prove that will never happen.

Here is your 500 words!

Kim had to give it to Tankhun, his brother had impeccable taste. From the elaborate decorations to the scantily-clad escorts furnishing the venue, every inch of the party was drenched in excess splendor. Khun had spared no expense in celebrating his 30th birthday.  A number of escorts approached Kim throughout the night. None of them caught his interest. He stayed mostly at his brother’s side, rolling his eyes at the pretty boys that managed to draw Kinn’s eye, sharing a private laugh with Khun with their middle brother snuck off to partake in their offerings.  “I don’t understand why you did all of this,” Kim said. His brother had never seemed particularly interested in sex, and while he could easily afford to rent what seemed to be an entire company of escorts for the night, Kim couldn’t see the point.  “I like pretty things,” Khun sniffed. His eyes traced the path of a shirtless, handsome man as he passed by with a tray of drinks, a pair of smart glasses perched on his nose and a look of intense concentration on his face. Khun snagged a glass as he passed then turned to Kim with a smirk, patting his cheek. “That's why you’re my favorite brother.”  Khun’s favoritism was even more fickle than their father’s, but it wasn’t nearly as cruel, so Kim allowed it. He would appreciate his new status until he inevitably did something to annoy him again; or until Kinn won him back with a no-doubt ostentatious gift.  “Ooh, look at that one, isn’t he a darling?”  Kim followed Khun’s shameless pointing; it wasn’t hard to figure out just who had earned his attention. The boy looked entirely out of place. While everyone around him was clad in their best haute couture—dressed for a gala, no one willing to be called out by Tankhun’s shrewd eye, and even Kim let Khun design his outfit for the night—the young man wore a simple button down shirt and slacks. His smile was endearingly awkward as he tripped over seemingly nothing, letting himself be caught in the arms of a guest more interested in looking at his ass than breaking his fall.  “It’s a good act,” was all Kim said. While most of the escorts were presenting themselves as sensual, tempting things, hiding behind coy smiles even as they bared their bodies in invitation, Kim could see the appeal of the naïve ingenue.  Eventually Tankhun wandered off to mingle with his guests, thriving under their verbose praise, and Kim was left to his own devices. It didn’t take long for the boy he’d noticed to find his way to Kim’s side. Kim watched him try the same trick on two other guest, tripping into their arms and giggling in their ears as he thanked them. Most entertained him for a few minutes, then brushed him off in favor of more tantalizing company. After the third attempt he’d locked eyes with Kim, an embarrassed flush creeping across his round cheeks. He swiped two glasses of champagne from a passing waiter and made his way over.  “I guess I’m caught, huh?”

[snarkspawn]

hey, I was wondering whether you'd be interested in spreading the KenBig agenda further, by sharing some headcanons for them or something? No worries if not, I just thought I'd ask because I am interested™.

Yes hello I am in fact always Very interested in spreading the KenBig agenda, thank you for enabling me :DDD 

Most of these headcanons form the backdrop for @pharawee and my Post Ep 10 Fix-it AU which means I’ve been bouncing things off them and vice versa, but since I’m writing Big in the rp I might be seeing everything through Big tinted glasses a bit haha sorry!

So it’s not mentioned in the show obviously but to me it’s pretty much a given that they’re roommates (oh my God etc etc) because honestly, who tf else would ever want to room with either of them?? They’re terrible. Definitely the Mean Girls among the bodyguards which is probably why they flocked together in the first place

Nodt and Perth both said that Big and Ken are very close and share similar characteristics, which I guess makes sense since Ken doesn’t exist in the novel but sort of fills in part of the role that Big had there? Being the mole/traitor, specifically (and also taking over a few traits that come with it, like a casual cruel streak that I don't think show!Big has, or at least not to that extent). So they understand each other in a way that others probably don't. They’d be two sides of a fucked up coin if one side was Cruel (Ken) and the other Pathetic (Big) lmao

But with them being so close I think Ken would've been the person for Big to confide in. Which he would've done a lot. No one can be that deep into an unrequited crush and not cry on someone’s shoulder about it, especially not once Porsche hurricaned into their lives and messed everything up even further. He even riled Ken up so I like to think there would have been a lot of frustration venting on both sides 

Also, when Big had his arm in the sling and would've needed help with the most basic tasks Ken definitely helped him dress, wash his hair and made sure that damn ponytail was done up perfectly, and no one can convince me otherwise

I imagine it must have been torture for Ken, having to listen to all that whining about Kinn this and Kinn that for years, all the while thinking what kind of idiot Kinn has to be for not noticing Big (like, I mean, have you seen him??). I'm sure he had no qualms about ratting out the Main Family in the first place but the fact that he thought it'd come back to bite Kinn in the arse was probably the icing on the cake for Ken (♫ a little jealousy~)

[live-from-flaturn]

Brothers in Arms

partially inspired by a conversation with @shouyo-yo

Wordcount: 435

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“Hey, P’Kinn,” Chay approaches his brother-in-law and grins with disarming sweetness. “Can I have this?”

This happens to be a small Sig Sauer pistol with the safety engaged. Kinn’s eyes widen and he swallows thickly, throat bobbing. “Uhm…” 

His first instinct is obviously to think: What would Porsche say? What would Porsche want me to do?

Because Chay is Porsche’s younger brother, and Kinn’s partner is fiercely protective of his family. But Kinn also understands that Chay has grown up in a violent environment, surrounded by people who were (and are) constantly trying to hurt him or the people he loves. Surely Porchay knows how to handle small arms just as well as Porsche. He’s already been nineteen for three months. He’s an adult.

Plus Chay has been hanging around Kim for who knows how long (really, who knows? Kinn would also like to know, please and thank you), and Kim is a walking armory most of the time. Popstar alter-ego or no. 

Chay’s chirpy voice interrupts his thoughts: “P’Kinn?”

“Oh, right. Uh, sure… Kiddo?”

“Eeee! You’re so awesome! Thanks P’Kinn, you’re the coolest!” Chay does a few cheesy poses with the Sig, probably trying his best to channel James Bond or… Or that guy from Mission Impossible, whatever his name is. Kinn’s head snaps up when Chay speaks again, “Hey! Do I look like a superspy?” 

He does one more goofy movie-poster-adjacent pose and then, without pausing to hear Kinn’s answer, spins on his heel and makes for the door.

“I’m going to show P’Kim how cool I look. Thanks again, Phi!”

“Yeah. Alrighty, then. Go get 'em… uh, tiger.” 

Luckily, Porchay is already well out of earshot. Relieved, Kinn says a quick prayer of thanks for being saved from the embarrassment of anyone hearing such an awkward farewell.

As he passes through the foyer a few moments later, Kinn hears Kim’s raised voice filtering from just outside the Compound’s the main door: “Angel, are you carrying a gun? Like a real, operational gun?”

“Yeah! P’Kinn said I could have it!”

“When?”

“Just now.”

“Why?!”

“Because… I asked?”

“Can I have it, babe?”

“No! It’s mine!”

Chay giggles to punctuate his declaration, and the sound sends chills directly down Kinn’s spine. 

He’s been the sole head of the Main Family for over a year now, and before that he’d seen his Papa’s handiwork up-close and personal. But something about Chay’s laughter, just a hair to the wrong side of cutesy, has his blood running colder than ice-floes in his veins. 

Well this kid is perfect for Kim, obviously. They’re probably soulmates meeting again for another lifetime together. His romantic thoughts are interrupted by a not-too-distant shout.

“Hey! Kinn!” 

Time to become scarce.

[kinnbig]

Hello! I just recently binged KinnPorsche and I found your blog and I have to say I love it so much. The analysis, the different stories and ships. It's all amazing. I love it.

Secondly, I will DIE on the hill that Big deserved better. My manz did not deserve what he got.

🥰🥰 this is such a lovely message, thank you so much - and welcome to the fandom!!! 💖

oh yes. I actually (maybe surprisingly) like that Big dies - @snickerdoodlles articulates why really well in this post - but I think he deserved better in that I wish that his death had had more of an impact after the fact.

I wish the show had leaned slightly harder into making Big's feelings for Kinn explicit (I've seen a bunch of people come out of the show not realising that Big was in love with Kinn!), and I wish more time (or any time at all lol) had been given to exploring how his death impacted the surviving characters.

I'm not saying Big needed a funeral - I think part of what is so tragic and good about Big's death is that ultimately, he was just another bodyguard to Kinn. he had to be. he died because it was his job to do so and that was that - but I think the way he died would have had an impact on Porsche especially. Big, who hated Porsche and antagonised him constantly, sacrificed himself for him because he knew it was what would make Kinn happiest. I wish there had been some exploration of how this affected Porsche!

until then, Porsche had very much seen Big (and Ken) not as people with emotions and desires and reasons for being there just as he himself had, but as Kinn's mean mafia lackeys. Porsche had shown up, been rude to both them and to Kinn, demanded (and been given!) Big's job despite being completely unqualified, and then had been surprised that Big and Ken didn't like him all that much. Porsche is not typically one to hold grudges - we see this in his relationships with both Tankhun and Vegas - but Big and Ken had seemingly been exceptions to this. so I think this very abrupt confirmation that Big was human, just like Porsche, and that his actions had been motivated out of the very thing that now also motivated Porsche - love for Kinn - would have been difficult for Porsche to come to terms with. and I, personally, would have liked to see that!!

also, part of the tragedy of Big's death for me is that if he had been listened to at literally any stage of the Tawan situation, his death would have been avoided. Big risked his job to stand up in front of Kinn and Tankhun and Korn and urge them not to trust Tawan, but they let Tawan in anyway. he told Arm and Kinn not to trust Tawan's flash-drive, but they ignored him and the flash-drive turned out to be a virus that broke the CCTV and allowed Tawan to escape.

but Kinn didn't listen to him, and Big was forced, against his better judgement, to follow Kinn to his own death - while Kinn and the others escaped unharmed.

"this would never have happened if you guys had had a better boss", Kinn said to Arm in the aftermath of the warehouse showdown. Kinn knew it was his actions that led them there - but this grief and this guilt is never explored. it lasted for a single scene and then, like Big, was never acknowledged again.

and that's where I think that Big deserved better.

[radiobelle23]

KinnPorsche Series fanfics that are just teasing me - incomplete fic rec list

I'm so happy that my last list of completed fics got so much love and I hope you enjoyed the reads as much as I did. Also thank you to the authors that found my list, I AM NOT WORTHY!

I wanted to make this list of current ongoing/incomplete fics because even though they're not complete, they still deserve attention and encouragement. To the authors on this list that haven't updated in a while, I hope you're doing well and please come back soon, I miss you.

WARNING: If you didn't see my last list, I do wanna advise that I read some pretty smutty stuff. This list isn't exactly pertaining to Kinn & Porsche, has a good mix of the main couples and a little M/M/M with Tae. As always, please leave encouraging comments and kudos to the authors.

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i'm the violence in the pouring rain by theleftboobgrabber

Summary: Porsche's onlyfans is his only recourse. Kinn is so fucking lonely.

Kinn is so so close, timing his movements with the other man, pretending- Spyder918 stops, jarring and breathless, and says, staring smug as can be into the camera, into Kinn's eyes, “Happy ending goes to the highest tipper.” And Kinn sees red and then doesn’t see anything at all, because the camera is smoked and the video disconnects, the live over just like that.

Chapters: 2/3 Last Update: 6/22/22

the unstruck match by mslunita

Summary: “You’re just here for one night?”

“Only one.” Kinn gulps his drink and sets the glass down on the table. “Porsche, is it?”

“Yup.” Porsche mirrors Kinn and finishes his drink too. “And you?”

“Kinn.”

“Kinn.” Porsche cocks his head to the side and widens the smile that hasn't left his face since he sat down. “Nice to meet you. It’s a shame you’ll only be here for one night.” He flits his eyes downward and then back up to Kinn’s increasingly doe-eyed stare. “There’s a lot to do on Koh Tao.”

AU - Kinn has business on Koh Tao and meets Porsche, a bar owner who offers to show him another side of the island. Little does he know it will change his life in more ways than one.

Chapters: 10/11 Last Update: 7/4/22

Confusing Emotions by tessalane

Summary: Porsche hates Kinn. Hates him, hates him, hates him.

He does. Really.

Or maybe he doesn't. Doesn't hate him at all.

Chapters: 8/? Last Update: 9/2/22

As lovers by summer_melody

Summary: He focused and paid attention to the details of the mission. He wanted to show everyone what he was capable of and especially to rub it in Kinn’s face. For the moment he paid attention to Arm’s instructions.

“Big and Ken will guard the doors while Pete and I will be inside. Porsche is going to be there as Khun Kinn's boyfriend,” Arm said.

Porsche’s head snapped up. “Come again?”

Chapters: 5/? Last Update: 9/17/22

be the best you ever tasted by Martynax

Summary: “What’s your name, darling?” he questions.

“Jom,” Porsche replies after a moment, it makes a snort pass through Kinn’s lips.

“You don’t look like a Jom. Forgive me for repeating myself but you’re a shit liar,” he says once more. He still looks amused, like Porsche is telling jokes. Porsche presses his lips together stubbornly, which makes a small smirk appear on Kinn’s lips; he looks delighted for some reason. “Tell you what, darling, you tell me your name and I will end the session now. How about it?”

or an AU where Porsche's life is shit so he shakes his perky little bum for strangers at a strip club and Kinn books him for a private show

Chapters: 7/10 Last Update: 10/19/22

Beauty in the Breakdown by Perzikje

Summary: Post canon. Everything happened as it did in the series, but it's a/b/o universe.

Chay is in the worst heat of his life, and there are concerns he's not going to make it through in one piece. Kim gets called in to help by Kinn and Porsche, who have no idea of the connection between their younger brothers. Kim reluctantly agrees, thinking he will be able to control himself.

Chapters: 4/? Last Update: 9/11/22

big reputation, big reputation (you and me would be a big conversation) by thenthefateswillknowyou

Summary: “The expectations placed upon me have changed, and become greater. I have to choose the people in my life very carefully. My father impressed upon me the importance of choosing the right partner, and while you are omegan, you are not….” He trailed off, but Porsche easily picked up the strand.

“The right type of omega, right?” Kinn’s eyes flashed again, and then shut down once more, and Porsche couldn’t tell if it was because of what he said or because he dared to interrupt the alpha.

Omega Porsche gets unceremoniously dumped by the alpha he thought was his soulmate; and that should have been the end of the story, not the beginning.

Chapters: 4/7 Last Update: 9/14

Blood of the Phoenix by FREY (Erika_Bee)

Summary: A knife digs into his heart. Familiar hands are holding the handle. Hands he held a hundred times. Kinn’s hands.

“Your love … who would want such a cheap thing?”

Porsche is 23 years old when he dies. Friendless, alone, unloved, and without even a family to bury or mourn him. His whole life has been wasted away by serving the very man that sealed his fate. The man he loved more than anything in this world. But sometimes, death is not as final as one may think, at least, not for him.

Porsche wakes up in a hospital bed in a life where nothing has been lost. Where he still has a place to call home and a family to come back to. The only hiccup—he’s Kinn’s ex. And Kinn doesn’t let go easily of his toys.

Or; Porsche transmigrates into the body of a douchey version of himself and learns that love outlives even death itself.

Transmigration AU

Chapters: 5/? Last Update: 10/11/22

Blooming Oleander by wicca

Summary: One does not become the only omega among the heirs of the Thai underworld without knowing how to take what he wants.

Chapters: 11/18 Last Update: 8/7/22

Blue Blood by ahdriking

Summary: In the dark, low places of the underworld is a club called Sang Bleu, a place where the depraved and the debauched can enjoy themselves with reckless abandon, and enjoy the brutal fights that take place in the infamous pit. Kinn finds himself amongst them, invited by the owner to celebrate a newly formed alliance. He doesn't expect to be entertained by the mindless violence and spectacle, until the next match is announced; a fight to the death, in his honor.

And then he appears; the Phoenix, a man with golden skin and dark eyes and a saunter in his step that makes Kinn's blood hot. He doesn't stand a chance, not against an opponent twice his size, but the arrogant jut of his chin says he believes otherwise.

For the first time in a long time, Kinn feels intrigued.

Against his better judgement, he places a bet.

Chapters: 11/20 Last Update: 10/13/22

dancing with our hands tied by MajorinMonster

Summary: It’s not late enough that the road is abandoned. There are people around, but they’re further out, outlines and vague shouts that Chay glances towards cautiously as he tugs the gauzy top he’s wearing higher up his neck.

He feels exposed. He is exposed, really; when he’d gotten changed to come out he hadn’t so much been thinking about the journey home as he had been consumed by the idea of getting out of his head. AKA the post canon fic in which Chay decides he wants to go out and get drunk and instead gets himself into a whole heap of trouble. The events which follow will break and mend hearts, forge new alliances and, perhaps most importantly, earn Chay the reputation he deserves.

Chapters: 20/38 Last Update: 10/23/22

on the rocks by DasWarSchonKaputt

Summary: Tay finds the bar because he’s pissed, heart-broken, and sick of people recognising him when he’s trying to forget who he is.

Or: A pre-canon AU where Tay goes drinking at Yok's bar, and meets Porsche far before Kinn ever does.

Chapters: 2/7 Last Update: 10/9/22

Desperate Measures by CorvusCloudburst (Cloudburst_Ink)

Summary: Chay is over Kim.

He is.

He's been working out, making new friends, and trying new things. New things being pretty new boys to hook up with, but he has to start somewhere. He's moving on with his life.

But Kim, it turns out, is moving in.

Chapters: 7/12 Last Update: 10/19/22

fake love and hennessy by yeetlegay

Summary:

“As I said, Porsche,” Kinn begins. “I don’t like loose ends. So here’s what I propose: I’ll pay you for your company for the next week until my flight on Friday. Once I’m out of the country and beyond the reach of my enemies here, you’ll be free to go home. How does that sound?” Porsche feels like he’s hallucinating. “My company?” Kinn’s eyes roam over him freely. “Or however else you’d like to put it.”

AKA the Pretty Woman AU

Chapters: 9/17 Last Update: 8/31/22

Fate in our Hands by RinKitsune

Summary: “Help me!” Porsche stood up straighter. That was an Alpha’s voice, he was using Alpha voice on Porsche. With him being on suppressants it shouldn’t be possible for an Alpha’s voice to affect him at all.

“Stay out of this.” The thug with the knife pointing at him. This guy was an alpha, and he felt nothing towards that command. Porsche looked back and forth from both Alpha’s, it’s got to be the suppressants then. He looked back to the well-dressed Alpha with a smirk.

"50,000"

Chapters: 8/? Last Update: 8/7/22

for you (i'd burn the world to the ground) by cuteandtwisted

Summary: "It’s so weird how intense Porsche gets when Khun Kinn is in danger. I mean he’d die for him in a heartbeat!” “We all would, dumbass. It’s our job, remember?” “Not to Porsche though. I don't think it's just a job for Porsche."

Porsche is Kinn's most vicious bodyguard. Feared by most and respected by all, he flinches at nothing and fears no one. (And if he feels his knees give out whenever Kinn enters the room, then nobody has to know.)

Or: AU where Porsche grew up at the compound after his parents died serving the main family and spent his childhood/teenage years annoying his way into Kinn's thoughts (and heart), before an 'incident' turned him into Kinn's most lethal weapon.

Chapters: 5/6 Last Update: 8/16/22

How to Lose a Guy in XX Days - KinnPorsche Edition by Sandee Sing (CometSuni)

Summary: A KinnPorsche AU where Kinn and Porsche have anonymous Twitter accounts.

Kinn rants about his failures to woo Porsche on Twitter. Porsche tweets helpful suggestions, not knowing he's basically helping Kinn woo himself.

Chapters: 10/15 Last Update: 5/30/22

I Want Your Blood to Drip like Diamonds by RosellaWolf

Summary: Immortality can only bring one so much enjoyment before the world around begins to dull. Kinn longs for the fight, for the chase to earn submission, no longer lusting after it when readily given.

A duty to a club hosting the upper echelons of his kind might finally fill the gaping hole in his life when their latest fighter is presented before him, a rare find... a Dhampir that goes by the name, Phoenix, and oh how he wants to feel his fire burn him from the inside out.

Chapters: 8/? Last Update: 10/24/22

Instinct by thewayside

Summary: Not everyone has an instinct, an animal self that lives inside a person, born from their souls and forged to live in their flesh. Hundreds of years ago it was common to have bears, rabbits, fish, and lions, a menagerie of animals, but now, as time and dilution of bloodlines has increased, the most common thing to have is nothing at all.

Chapters: 11/? Last Update: 10/23/22

INVU by hyuckheis (johnyongs)

Summary: Kinn is, by far, the classiest client Porsche has ever had.

Chapters: 3/? Last Update: 9/6/22

Lets Be Each Others Hell by Ceresia

Summary: In order to keep the peace and strengthen the bond between two families, Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun is set to marry Porsche Pachara Kittisawat, heir to the Kittisawat family.

Everything is set. Tankhun and Porchay even helped with the planning and the preparations. Now all thats left is for the two heirs to be wed. Things should go well, right?

Spoiler Alert: It doesn’t.

Chapters: 1/? Last Update: 8/17/22

like that through all eternity by concernedlily

Summary: Korn holds one thing back. Believing Kinn is his cousin and they can no longer be together, Porsche has to take on the job of running the minor family alone.

Chapters: 3/? Last Update: 9/12/22

Lonely Hearts Beat as One by lilac19822

Summary: Porsche is very suddenly not around, having left for a new job, and Chay is sinking into loneliness. He unexpectedly finds relief in the form of a mysterious and beguiling singer, whose cool exterior hides an enchanting depth that Chay can't help being drawn to. Struggling with their own variations of isolation, they find solace in one another. But they can only get so close before Kim has to decide whether to show his true self or find a way out.

Or: A semi-canon-compliant version of Chay and Kim meeting and falling for one another in a world where their feelings don't fit.

(Tags will be updated as the story progresses)

Chapters: 7/? Last Update: 10/19

Powerplays by Lun0a

Summary: Porsche thought it was biologically ingrained that Alphas found each other's scents to be disgusting.

He, for one, never found any Alpha's scent to be particularly delightful. However, upon first meeting Kinn, Porsche can't remember even finding his scent to be anything other than alluring.

It was terrifying, to say the least.

Chapters: 1/2 Last Update: 8/16/22

house of cards by P1n3appl3_p3n

Summary: Kinn and Porsche were raised for their future roles as mafia boss and his right hand man. A year ago they had a very public falling out, and Kinn stayed when Porsche fled.

Now Porsche is back, to take his mother’s place in the major family. Life in the tower is built on power games and deceit. Nothing is what it seems - and that’s just what Kinn wants.

Kinn rounds the corner and raises his gun.

”Your guards let just anyone walk in now? I’m rethinking this being the safest place in Bangkok.”

Kinn’s finger slowly slides off the trigger, but he doesn’t lower it. The living room curtains are thrown open, and he can easily see the outline of the man in front of the window. Snug long sleeve shirt under a tactical vest, utility pants, boots, a gun on each hip.

Kinn drops his gun to rest against his thigh when he sees the man’s hands are empty.

“You didn’t call.”

Chapters: 2/3 Last Update: 8/30/22

RUNAWAY by Serena_Writes

Summary: Porsche has been hiding from the Theerapanyakun family since he was a kid. He was made plenty clear that he would be killed or meet much worse fate if he stayed, rejected by his own mate.

But what will happen when almost twelve years later, his own brother, his sole lifeline will lead him right to their doorstep? Can Porsche survive being rejected all over again? Can he face the Alpha who broke his soul? He would have to. After all at least Porchay deserved a happy ending.

(Same as my orphan story named, 'Runaway')

Chapters: 33/38 Last Update: 10/20/22

being this close ain't close enough by fortunehasgivenup

Summary: Porsche has imagined meeting his soulmate plenty of times. He hadn't thought that it would involve being chased by men with knives and tied to a chair, but he's willing to let that go. What he isn't willing to do is let Kinn walk all over him.

The second that Kinn sees his own name on Porsche's body, he's all in. He wants Porsche within arm's reach, at his side, in his bed, all of it. But his soulmate is stubborn and independent to a fault.

(Or, during the boat scene in episode one, they realize that they're soulmates. They have a difference of opinions about how things should go.)

Chapters: 2/? Last Update: 10/16/22

Start at the End by HinnyPotter

Summary: Porsche and Kinn have been happily married for three years and nothing could go wrong in their relationship, despite the problems they've been facing recently. Or so Porsche thought. Will the strongest couple in all of Thailand fall apart? Was it all their love was ever worth?

Chapters: 1/? Last Update: 9/21/22

Stronger together by NeedSleepBut

Summary: The Theerapanyakul's are almost completely ruined under the ruling of Korn and Gun Theerapanyakul. The only way for them to rise again is for Kinn and Vegas to join forces to rebuild what their fathers destroyed. The only problem is in their absence, the family of misfits the Kittisawasd's have risen in power thanks to them looking after the families and people Korn and Gun failed to protect.

Chapters: 32/? Last Update: 10/18/22

The Double Agent and his Annoyingly Handsome Mark by Mamalazzer

Summary: What if Porsche was the mole that had been working with Vegas the entire time? An AU where falling for Kinn hadn’t been part of Porsche’s plan - he just couldn’t help himself.

Featuring feelings of betrayal, annoyingly endearing Mafia Overlords and Porsche genuinely forgetting the assignment because of a pair of rock-hard pecs.

Chapters: 7/13 Last Update: 10/24/22

the universe must have divined this (what am i going to do? not grab your wrist?) by medievalraven

Summary: Porsche doesn't mean for any of it to happen.

He doesn't mean to start dating Vegas, doesn't mean to accidentally antagonize his cousin Kinn, and definitely doesn't mean to fall into bed with Kinn again and again.

He means to stop, he really does, but sometimes the universe has other ideas.

Chapters: 3/4 Last Update: 9/10/22

Till Our Souls Dance as One by chaoticworldofanidiot

Summary: The Kittisawat heir has returned to Thailand and the Theerapanyakuns wish to honor an old promise between their families through marriage.

Chapters: 18/? Last Update: 10/25/222

true north by vincerets

Summary:n soulmate (ˈsəʊlmeɪt) • noun

a person with whom you feel the most complete. two bodies, one soul.

Porsche is twenty-three when he gets a job working for the mafia. He's twenty-three when one touch from the family's heir shifts his world from shades of grey to bright and vibrant.

Whoever decided to put the other half of his soul in a Theerapanyakul is getting a very strongly worded letter.

Chapters: 11/12 Last Update: 8/13/22

You can make the blue sky blush by Anonymous

Summary: Porsche is staring again. He can’t help it. It’s not news, really. Porsche’s obsession with Kinn’s hands. On a steering wheel, swirling a glass of bourbon, grabbing Porsche’s waist— Still, there’s something special, he’s starting to realize, about Kinn’s hands… holding a gun. Or, Porsche's got a gun kink. That's it, that's the fic.

Chapters: 2/3 Last Update: 9/15/22

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Wow, this was long... And I have fics that I havent started or finished yet lol. No pressure to you writers but please dont let them die. I started this fic list at the beginning of the month so a couple fics that were on here have since been completed so keep an eye out for another monster list coming soon. Reminder to please leave comments and kudos to our lovely writers. Happy Kinktober everyone!

[wickedmoonlite]

KinnPorsche Rewatch 2023

Reminder: as we go into heavier topics in KP (dub-con/non-con, toxic behaviors, etc.), I will not be doing deep dives. I’m planning on taking this just below surface value as these are literally thoughts I have in the moment as I’m watching. Thank you.

Episode 10 Random Thoughts

So much in this episode relating to trust. It's gonna be good. But also bad. I enjoy this one.

Ah, Porsche... I know you want to get to the bottom of all this, but I don't know if trusting Vegas is the way to do it lol

I do like how, fairly consistently, the actors keep their fingers off the trigger of their guns. That's the way you're supposed to do it, put it up above, flat against the gun itself. Thank you, actors.

Hmm... KimChay cuddle scene. I have many thoughts about this one... First off, I love that Kim went from "lemme kiss Chay on the cheek, but that's it" to full on cuddling. This man doesn't know how to emote properly, or let himself have emotions about things sometimes. He has problems with intimacy and relationships (platonic, romantic, familial, what have you) as we see in this scene when he breaks Chay's heart (and mine, fuck) by saying "I'm hungry" after Chay has bared his soul to the guy and asked for love in return (Which don't get me wrong, it's sooo fast for Chay to be saying the L-word [-lesbian? -no, scott. -lesbianS?] but he's used to people leaving him, or not being able to stick around so like... he wants Kim to stick around. Plus he's a teenager still. Things are fleeting when you're a teenager. I fucking get it.)

Continuing on a bit of a tangent from the point above: the micro-expressions that Jeff conveys here looks like a mixture of oh god what have I gotten myself into and this boy is breaking my heart I actually like him so much but I hate that I like him. And the look he gives Chay when he asks "Do you love me?" ... I can see behind those eyes he's screaming yeeeees, I fucking do, but I can't bring myself to say it. jUST CONFRONT YOUR EMOTIONS, KIM, YOU DUMBASS, I SWEAR TO GOD.

How was he planning on just secretly leaving though?? There's like one way out of the house, and it's the way Chay just went, bro.

Kim to the rescue is my favoriiiiiiiiiiiiiiite the kick is so good, the fighting is so good, ughhhh.

The fact that this man takes two stun gun hits before he goes down is so impressive though.

I don't like Tawan reaching in over Arm to get to the computer.

Secret Pete goes in secretly this time.

Yeah, but Vegas, you aren't innocent. aND YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE PORCHAY IS. Fuck.

I think anyone would be hurting after that fight, honestly. And I actually really like how Kim calls Kinn first to get answers.

Ope, found the kinky room. But that's the room you need, Pete.

Wow. What everyone around Kinn was saying would happen, happened. What an unexpected conclusion to the Tawan in the mafia house saga.

"You think I'm here alone?" He says to the person who was a lackey for the person who set this all up, which is the person you brought with you. Confused? You won't be after today's episode *SOAP theme song*

And the mole has been revealed. Ah, Ken. We liked you a decent amount.

"But this wasn't the fucking plan." What was the plan though?????

Oh Tawan, poor, silly Tawan. Vegas doesn't want you. This is part of the reason I do actually feel bad for him in a way. He was used so viciously by Vegas. Then gets shot in return.... Again.

Kim and Big to the rescue ❤💔

Oh Big, we appreciate you and will miss you.

A 30 second timer? So Short.

And Kinn smokes now, when Porsche said he was going to quit and everything. I don't blame any of these guys, this shit is stressful.

Chay is so rightfully upset at Porsche for putting him in danger. Porsche was trying so hard to keep Chay in the dark, but it caught up to him anyway. Just let him have space, he's allowed to be pissed the fuck off.

Well yeah, but Vegas is going to a secret house soon. With our favorite smiley guy in tow.

I don't think I'd enjoy having my bits electrocuted, either. But Pete looks so ready to face it head on. He said, fuck it, I shall smile anyway.

Bye, Ken.

Tankhun speaking the truth that Gun so desperately wants to keep hidden. I think Korn saw through that, just like his oldest son. Once again, best instincts of all the brothers.

"If you think that the minor family is the traitors you can take my life." Oh Gun, playing with fire, you are.

Porsche deserves all the apologies, Kinn.

Episode 11 next! Thank you for reading!

And here I said I wasn't going to deep dive... I won't deep dive to the bottom of the ocean, but the deep end of a pool is another story I suppose lmao.

I'm talking about myself. I lied to myself.