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“I hope this email finds you well”

First of all the only emails that ever find me well are from AO3

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I see some mutuals here and all i can think is “we could be friends. we’d sit at a bar and we’d talk and laugh and cry and we wouldn’t leave until they kicked us out” but you’re on the other side of the world. and i dont even know your name

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Jeff when he performs Loop:

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„.-•~¹°”ˆ˜¨ Especially when you smile it's something worth of those miracles.

Especially when you joke, comes right out of your stomach.

Especially when you say… especially you. ¨˜ˆ”°¹~•-.„¸

@jeffsatur

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😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Barcode is in trouble 😂

@salamander89 thanks for the great meme 😂🙏

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Never Felt Like This Before (Dizzy, Drunk, and Beautiful) | A KinnPorsche: the Series Fanfic.

For Shou. I am so fond of you.

Summary:

Chay pushes him down and crawls over him. Kim, to his delight, is very much trapped under Chay. Though Chay is not pinning him down, Kim feels like he’s boxed in. That feeling, the letting go, the temporary loss of instinct, is simultaneously a rush and a relaxant. Kim’s heart races, but his body sinks into a wonderful bliss knowing that even if he cannot find his sense of self, Chay can and will. (Or: Kim and Chay go dancing and make out in clubs, taxi cabs, and hotel rooms. Among these moments, Kim is reminded of how Chay's love has changed him for the better.)

Read the story here!

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why don’t i stay

Ao3 Link

This is a rewrite of the club scene in Ep. 12 and Kim’s thoughts in Ep. 13, enjoy! :D

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The sight of Kim is enough to thin the alcohol-induced fog in Chay’s brain. Or, he thinks it’s Kim, the guy who just punched someone in the face. This person who just gritted out a single terrifying command, who’s now making the druggie lower himself back into his seat with his stare alone certainly looks like the Kim who held Chay in his arms not so long ago. 

His dark eyes go to Chay, still raging in their depths, and he gets nervous.

“Kim–”

Kim grabs Chay’s wrist and pulls him off the couch with ease. Chay tries to fight, tries to tug himself free, but Kim’s grip tightens as he drags him to the door. When they’re outside, Chay finally manages to break away. Kim whirls around to face him. 

“Why are you here?” Chay snaps, hurt igniting in his chest. 

Kim’s gaze finally softens, but only a little. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“What I’m doing is my business! Why are you doing this?” The knife in Chay’s heart begins to twist. Why is Kim doing this? Why is he making Chay think he still cares? “I never messed around in your business so don’t mess with mine!”

Then he’s being forced back against the wall and Kim closes in, caging Chay between his arms, pinning him with his smoldering gaze. Chay’s breathing hitches as Kim brings his face closer. He can smell Kim’s cologne and shampoo. He can feel Kim’s breath on his cheeks. He can see the smoothness of Kim’s lips. If it had been a time before now, Chay would’ve been too happy to admit. Maybe even mustered up the courage to pucker up and lean in. But no. Right now, he hates that he can’t control it, the warmth burgeoning on his skin, and so the blade lodged in Chay’s heart starts to burn.

“And what if I hadn’t?” Kim says. “You were just going to let him mess you up with drugs?” Then he mutters, “I should’ve killed that son of a bitch.”

It sends a shiver down Chay’s spine. He’d known Kim as his idol. His tutor. His friend. His first love. These days he can only wonder if it was all a beautiful, cruel dream. It had felt so real, even as it had ripped itself from Chay’s hold. Now there’s only one thing he can be absolutely sure of. 

Kim is a dangerous person.

Chay swallows. “So what if I was?”

Chay flinches when Kim bangs the wall. “Don’t you say bullshit like that. You’re better than this. You’re so much better than this, Chay.”

A bad, bad person.

“Guess you don’t know me after all.”

“Why didn’t you take the exam? I know you would’ve passed. You would’ve gotten in but instead you’re here doing…doing shit like this!”

The absolute worst.

Chay’s eyes burn. “Do you even really care?”

Kim’s eyes flash. “What kind of question is that?”

“What do you expect me to say?” Tears spill down Chay’s face. Kim gapes, the tension in his features instantly melting. He goes to touch Chay’s cheek, to wipe his tears, but he slaps his hand away. “After everything you did to me…How am I supposed to believe anything you say?”

Kim lowers his arms. As he stands there listening to the pain in Chay’s voice, despair crushes in on him and he can’t find words. 

“Chay–”

“Just stop it!” Chay says through broken sobs. “Please stop doing this to me. You had your fun didn’t you?” His eyes meet Kim’s. “Are you not done using me? Toying with me? What more do you want from me?”

Every word is a bullet, and now Kim feels himself dying. But he won’t try to save himself. He wouldn’t dare. He knew. He always knew.

“Please. Just leave me alone.” Chay wipes his face and fixes Kim with a glare. “What I do doesn’t concern you anymore.”

The thought of Chay going back in there makes Kim’s blood boil. There was never any hope to begin with for them. From the moment Kim had seen his face plastered all over Chay’s walls to the night he’d hurled caution to the wind with a kiss to Chay’s soft cheek. Again, he’d known. But Kim would be damned if he said watching Porchay squander his gift didn’t piss him off. If anything dug at him more than Chay’s tears, it was his talent being wasted.

“Fine.” Kim jabs a finger into Chay’s chest. He clenches his jaw, wrestles back on a mask of cold indifference. “From now on, whatever you do is your own decision.”

Kim storms off before he falls apart, but Chay’s frustrated, agonized cry follows him down the alley until he’s gone. When he’s finally alone, Kim slams his fist into the wall, grit biting into his knuckles, as a guttural scream tears out of him. Because Chay fell in love with someone so fucked up. Because Kim’s an idiot trying to forget who he was, for thinking things would be different this time even though he knew. For believing someone as radiant, pure, and lovely as Porchay Kittisawasd could’ve been his. Kim tells himself this has to be the end. It has to be.

And yet here he is the next morning, mind churning with questions about Chay’s wellbeing. If he ended up getting trashed with people he barely knew. If he got home safely. If he’s really going to pass up attending the university of his dreams. So Kim tries to call.

The line rings three times before cutting off. Kim registers the hint but he’s sending a text anyway before he knows it, asking Chay where he is. He finally relents when Chay blocks him not even a second after reading. He figured as much, but it doesn’t stop the sting in his chest.

Kim goes for the only respite he knows and reaches for his guitar, though he doubts he’ll be able to play anything that isn’t gloomy as hell. Just as he grabs the neck, something slips from between the strings and onto the floor. Kim kneels, gently taking the polaroid between his fingers. Porchay’s silly puffed face coupled with the love note adorably penned around the picture’s border is a mallet smashing Kim’s heart to smithereens, so devastating that he has to look up to breathe while his entire body droops. Before Kim knows it, he’s opening the top drawer of his dresser where he’s stashed all of Chay’s polaroids like invaluable little treasures, the ones he’d hidden all around Kim’s apartment. He sits down as he pours over them, unable to hold back his smile as he reminisces. Such short lived memories, yet Kim had known nothing sweeter than Chay’s hand in his. The light of his smile. The song of his laughter. The warmth of his embrace.

I want us to be together everyday.

Kim’s throat starts to hurt as Porchay’s absence crashes over him. Tremors course through him as he remembers that night, the night Chay sang his full love song to him without distraction or interruption. It’s engraved in Kim’s mind, Chay’s beautiful brown eyes as he’d gazed at him in the soundbooth. So much love and adoration for Kim and only Kim. He recalls how it had been too much, how he’d fled the room to start putting distance between someone so good and someone so twisted.

Kim remembers the moment Chay said he liked him. How his innocent confession had terrified as much as it had sent Kim over the moon with foreign levels of happiness that made him risk it all. How Chay had thrown his arms around him, and even though Kim couldn’t breathe, he’d been grinning ear to ear. How it had felt to hold Chay close against him for the first time, to close his eyes and breathe him in. How gorgeous Chay was with his head on Kim’s chest the morning before everything crumbled. When he’d looked up at him, so pretty and perfect and shy, saying such devastating words.

“Kim. I love you.”

Kim sets the polaroids on the table, not taking his eyes off them. Chay’s confession glows in his mind, echoes through the depths of his heart, and something snaps. 

“Fuck it,” Kim grunts.

He throws on a jacket and grabs his keys.

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As @marshmallord said, he went to the house to apologize he went to the house to apologize he went to the house to apologize he went

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Rating: Explicit Category: M/M Fandom: KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) Relationship: Porchay Pichaya Kittisawat/Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun Characters: Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun, Porchay Pichaya Kittisawat Additional Tags: Smut, Dubious Consent, Consensual Underage Sex, Manipulation, Blow Jobs, Pseudo-Incest, Cousin Incest, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Nipple Play, Creampie, Rimming, Dirty Talk, Slight Hia Kink Language: English Summary: Kim waits until Chay's 18th birthday to lose control. Like a good cousin should.

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Rating: Explicit Category: M/M Fandom: KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) Relationship: Porchay Pichaya Kittisawat/Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun Characters: Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun, Porchay Pichaya Kittisawat Additional Tags: Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Wet & Messy, Cock Worship, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Hand Jobs, Face-Fucking, Deepthroating, Facials, Dominant Porchay Pichaya Kittisawat, Submissive Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun, Dom/sub Undertones, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Language: English Summary: Kim loves giving blow jobs. Chay loves receiving them, especially when Kim wears those cute glasses and does exactly as he's asked.

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KINNPORSCHE ANNIVERSARY WEEK 1

Favourite main character: Kim | Kimhan | Wik

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-Back on the Beat-

A KimChay get back together AU

☆ illustrated/animated

☆ slow burn

☆ eventual longer format

☆ memes + texts

Start >

Updates Fridays 10am AEST

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I’ve got quite a few Kimchay fics going now so I figured I should make a masterlist 🤣

dancing with our hands tied - post canon. Chay gets drawn into mafia buisness and realises that he needs to know more, and gain a reputation, in order to survive and protect his family. WIP.

my bubble tea brings all the boys to the yard - canon au, Porsche and Chay run a bubble tea shop with Vegas. It is wacky and one of my favourite things I’ve written. Complete.

when the sun came up (you were looking at me) - post canon. Chay gets turned into a cat and gets to view exactly how important he is to Kim. Complete.

heaven can’t help me now - post canon fic where Chay explores his kinkier side and decides he wants Kim to chase him. Includes consensual non con, predator/prey dynamics and smut. Complete.

in wildest dreams (i never dreamed of this) - post canon short fix it fic which is complete and based on the idea of accidental serenading. Complete.

loving you (is a losing game) - canon au where Chay gets hanahaki after Kim breaks up with him. WIP.

Then I have a series of ongoing one shot smut with @cloudburst-ink called Fucking Friday and a separate series which is just continuations of the shorter prompts haha 😂 both of these are ongoing series but complete individually.

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kim: i’m very cool, very broody, very dangerous, very detective, do not come close, i will haunt you, i will destroy y-

porchay: blinks

kim: please have my babies

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From the Ocean to the Moon

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"You'd Better Run Like the Devil" has been posted! It's the second part of my Feral Alpha Kim a/b/o series.

For @venagrey, thanks for the lovely Podfic of the first story!!! <3

Summary:

The omega paused and cocked his head to the side, thinking harder about the wording of Kim’s statement. “Wait, hold on. You’re a handsome idol with a solid following! Didn’t you or your team already have, like, some kind of contingency plan for a partner? There has to be a standardized Mating Announcement that could be filled in and released, right?”

“You’ve been a series of very unexpected but welcome surprises over the last seventy-two hours,” Kim smiled. Petrichor flooded the area around the couch, shocking Chay yet again with the steadily increasing depth of his alpha’s emotions. “Sorry for my lack of preparation.”

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Bonus KimChay content today because I love this particular post from @guzhu-furen​, which I reblogged like a month ago and think about nearly every day. 

*The original post says “Barcode” but for context’s sake I have swapped names

Bonus KinnPorsche:

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Chay si Home... safe zone

No matter what Kim does for the family, Chay is his home and loves him anyway