#bigken

[apathetic-tortoise]

Big: I am 100% straight

Pete: Kinn, freshly showered, no shirt on

Big: I am 90% straight

Pol: Ken, tied up for training

Big: I am 80% straight

Arm: Chan holding a gun

Big: I am not straight

[kinnbig]

what if we kissed (while covered in blood)?

[tinycowboybro]

COWBOY BIG 🐄

more au: x x

Big is definitely one of the oldest ranch hands on the main family land, if not the oldest

he’s sort of always been there, a lot of people assume he did something as a child that Korn helped save him from in exchange for working the ranch, and that’s why he is so loyal to the family but it’s all very hush hush because Big is not exactly the sharing type

most of the ranch hands have a spotty past as it is, and most of them are “indebted” to Korn in some way

(Arm and Pol have a running wager with questionable yet growing “evidence” that it was some sort of murder that Korn helped him cover up)

overall he’s very dedicated to the ranch, he works hard and doesn’t say much until Porsche shows up and fucks everything up 24/7

Arm and Pol 100% have a small collection of photos where Big has fallen asleep with the cows

Ken is the only one who knows how Big got to the ranch but he likes to tell really outlandish lies to A&P to try and see what they will believe because he finds it funny watching them try to see if he’s telling the truth or not

[fellhalcyon]

meanwhile, in the bodyguard discord server

[bitacrytic]

I was just watching a clip of the cast members moving through the airport, in line, walking hand-to-shoulder. And god knows, I should have just watched that video and moved on, minding my business.

But do you know what I did?

I went in the comment section.

And do you know what I saw?

Someone said, "Mafia kindergarten."

AND NOW I CAN'T GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD.

[shubaka]

nail painting and finger painting

Fandom: Kinnporsche Pairing: BigKen Warnings: pwp, rimming, anal fingering, anal sex Summary: Ken has a thing for Big's hands. Nails (and fingers) are painted. gift for @kimchaybrainrot

please note that this is locked on ao3, so you'll need an account to read

ooooh my god I'm just going to throw this out into the wild and i'm gonna run away

[captaininessantos]

Guys, don't hate me and I understand why you think this wonderful boy is the son of vegaspete

Look at his hair. In my mind, he's so bigken's son!

Or else Big became your image advisor. Good job, Big!

[returning-spring]

can I ask multiple? Pete/Porsche, Kinn/Vegas, Ken/Big

yes you can ask multiple ships! this KenBig post got unexpectedly long though, so to save space, I answered PetePorsche and KinnVegas in these other asks I got!

there's something super interesting about Ken and Big, and their place in the narrative. I've always thought that it wasn't surprising that the spy among the bodyguards turned out to be Ken. not because of anything about Ken himself but because of who he works for. compare Kinn's bodyguard team with Tankhun's: there's still an imbalance of power between Tankhun and his bodyguards, but he trusts them fundamentally, enough that he lets them take him from his home to venture out to Hum Bar. the trust and affection between them is so clear, and they have some of the most fun scenes in the series. Tankhun's rooms become a safe place not just for Tankhun but his bodyguards too

Kinn doesn't trust his bodyguards, something that must have been really painful for Big. Kinn expects them to be competent and do their job, but expectation isn't trust; he makes it clear he's stopped trusting anyone since Tawan betrayed him. the difference in Porsche's experience in Kinn's team versus Tankhun's team is like night and day. as their boss, Kinn created an environment of distrust and competition and even cruelty at times. Ken and Big are probably friends with each other only because they've known each other for so long - they're hostile to Porsche as the newcomer. a great example of two people who make each other worse, not better haha I love when two people are absolute cunts together

now add the fact that Big is Kinn's most loyal right-hand man (because he's in unrequited love with him), while Ken is secretly spying for Vegas and Gun. how fucking tragic is it that Big was so paranoid about Tawan (and then later mistrustful of Porsche, another outsider, for similar reasons), yet Ken - the person closest to him - was a spy all along? ouch. maybe it's a good thing Big died before he could deal with this particular betrayal

I'd like to think Ken and Big have fucked, not as any consistent thing, just whenever they felt like it or when the loneliness got to them. because we never see them have any other friends among the bodyguards: they seem cordial with Pete, Porsche, and Pol, but I wouldn't call them friends, since we never see Ken and Big join the others at Hum Bar (THE location that symbolizes safety and love and friendship in the series, but that's a meta for another time). for Ken, being a spy would have made him an outsider in ways only he could know. for Big, well, he's devoted to a man who's been trying to repress any vulnerability and emotions ever since he thought he killed his ex-boyfriend. so maybe they turned to each other sometimes

[fishy-xp]

compounded disasters

a tiny little drabble into the lives of the theerapanyakul bodygaurds and how they spend their days when they’re not being gay and doing crime. 

ft. all of them, they’re all disasters

The look that crosses the faces of the bodyguards could only be described as cautious pity. You know that look you give to a child who gives you a drawing of yourself, and, despite it giving you insecurities you didn’t initially have about yourself, you take it with a large smile and the lie ‘it’s beautiful’ slips straight through the gaps in your teeth. And you thank them for this monstronsity that you pretend like you won’t burn with your cigarette lighter later tonight as they beem brightly, clasp their hands together and bounce away ready to go disappoint Van Gogh all over again. 

That was the type of look that graced these hardened bodyguards as they watched their foreign colleague crack open a jar of the apparent abyss. 

Ken had excitedly waltzed into the bodyguard commons with a package addressed from Australia. It immediately caught the attention of Arm and Pol, who could immediately smell snacks with their heightened ability to sus out any food within a five mile radius.They circled their colleague with feigned interest which Ken had seen through immediately. 

“What you got there Ken?” Arm asks curiously as Pol nods eagerly, both hands wrapped around the other’s arm and tugging on it excitedly. 

The black-haired bodyguard eyes them as he rifles through the fridge and drawers. He gathers some utensils, crackers and butter before walking back over to the table where the two other males are eagerly awaiting him. He pulls out a chair and takes a seat. 

“I’ve been feeling a bit homesick, so I ordered somethings from Australia.” 

“What kind of things?” Pol immediately chirps in, his intentions seeping through his giant smile and leering gazed zoned in on the package resting between Ken’s hands. 

Ken sighs, deciding not to drag this out any longer. He slices through the tape with his knife and fishes out a package of chocolate covered cookies before passing it to the couple. Arm takes it in his hands and looks back at Pol like they’ve just been given a solid bar of gold. Pol jumps a few times on the spot, his smile growing even wider. They quickly attract the attention of Pete, Porsche and Big as they also come over to check out what was happening. 

Tankhun’s bodyguards and Porsche happily pass around the cookies, standing on one side of the table whilst Big stops behind where Ken is sat, hands shoved leisurely into his pant pockets. Their joy is soon replaced by disgust as a pungent smell wafts into surrounding air. Ken holds in his hand a yellow packaged jar and the contents looks like a thickened slab of tar. He picks up a spoon and gathers a generous helping of what honestly looks like frozen soy sauce. 

“Try.” 

It’s short of an order. 

The four bodyguards look between themselves with strained eyes, each silently refusing to budge. Porsche nudges Pete a bit too harshly as the other stumbles forward. Ken raises the spoon higher towards Pete who accepts it with the same forced smile and laugh he has permanently plastered onto himself whenever Khun Vegas was around. He takes the spoon with both hands before stepping back to his fellow traitors friends. He turns to Porsche who also puts forth his ‘hey thanks but no thanks’ smile, the one where his teeth barely poke through and there’s only pain in his eyes, as he raises his hand to refuse politely. 

“I’m allergic.” 

“You don’t even know what it is.” Pete whispers back harshly. He scowls at his roommate and turns to the other pair. He reaches for Arm’s hand and forcibly raises it before passing the spoon into the palm of the unfortunate IT genius. Arm stares at the offending thing like it was poison. He turns to the man beside him. 

“You try it Pol.” 

The taller man gives him a hesitant look but in the end, he knows he can’t refuse Arm. He lets the other feed him, biting down as his teeth cuts through the thick condiment. He immediately reels as his face crumples in on himself. 

“What the fuck is that?! That is nasty!” 

Arm hands back the spoon to Pete as he quickly fetches a glass of water. A hand wraps around Pol’s neck as the glass is held up towards his lips and he takes generous sips. He raises his own hand to hold onto Arm’s wrist in thanks. Porsche and Pete also take tiny samples of the thing, the curiousity getting the better of them and they form the same pulled expression, hands reaching for the other roommate’s shoulder as they collectively lean over and try not to gag. 

“That tastes like Khun Nu’s carp food.” Pol states once he’s gotten the taste out of his mouth. 

Porsche and Pete stop their shared pain to look at Pol and even Big’s snide expression at watching them all suffer falters into confusion at the statement. Pol’s face falls. 

“Not that I know what carp food tastes like.” He quickly says before grabbing the water from Arm and chugging down the remainder like his life depended on it. 

Ken chuckles as he picks up a cracker and spreads a thin slice of butter and an even thinner slice of the abyss condiment onto it. He hands it over to Big who takes it cautiously. He takes a bite and pleasant surprise graces his sharp features. 

“It’s not bad.” 

“That’s because you’re not meant to have it by the spoonful.” Ken explains, earning glares from four different pairs of eyes from the other side the table. Big smiles down at the other as he takes another bite of the cracker. 

“What’s going on here?” The familiar voice of the second son floats into the commons as the six bodyguards stand to attention. 

Kinn walks over to the group, the sight of his favourite bodyguard (the ‘s’ at the end comes after he’s stop admiring Porsche’s knowing smile) all huddled around and being civil for that matter. A wicked idea forms in the forefront of Porsche’s mind as he quickly grabs the spoon and the jar. He scoops a giant spoonful and holds it out to Kinn. 

“Ken was showing us some delicacies from his home country. This is the best one, it’s absolutely delicious. You have to eat it all in one go.” 

Porsche watched on with insourmountable glee as Kinn shoves the entire spoon into his mouth whilst five bodyguards begin to pray that they are still alive in the next few seconds. 

[lowkeyitsgail]

This was supposed to be a VegaPete BibleBuild post but some how BigKen my ghost ship got in here

[kinnbig]

KP Anniversary | Favourite Antagonists [1/?] | Big & Ken

[laesas]

Me! I want the tea on who should or shouldn’t have fucked raw. Your favourite blorbos? BigKim? BigKen? Anyone!

YESS

BigKen - CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED by this fandom - they're the perfect maelstrom of proxyfucking, mean girls, unrequited love, friends with benefits, mutual pining and doomed by the narrative. Literally god's gift to this fandom and yet they barely hit the top 10 list. We need to rally the troops on this one because they absolutely should fuck raw. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥/5

BigKim - I have no excuses for I just think Kim deserves to be a bitchy mafia brat during sex (but if he pulled that shit with Chay I'd throw hands) and I approve of Big fucking anyone who's names sounds like Kinn. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥/5 Fuck-Raw Approved™ but only by the most galaxybrained (unhinged) in the fandom 😆✨

I should turn this into an ask meme lmfao:

Send me your blorbos and I will tell you whether they should fuck raw 💌💕✨

[enletrecer]

I Hate U Part.2 - Oneshot BigKen - My Favorite Gun (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1234782054-i-hate-u-part-2-oneshot-bigken-my-favorite-gun?#Resenha 

O  final é arrebatador. Não acredito que fico voltando para ler. Ele vendo beleza no sangue que tinge o tapete é de uma representação psicológica grandiosa. Parabéns, de novo. 

[artpo]

Personally I'm torn between BigChan and BigKen 😫

[captaininessantos]

Once, Ken and Big were talking about their teenage years. In addition to Ken serving coffee (and doing the best among bodyguards) he was also an actor.

*Big's reaction to seeing his boyfriend being kissed by one of Australia's best friends*

Ken: That's how we became friends!

*he thinks about what to do to Ken's friend and revenge for his boyfriend*

Someone forgot to tell Pol!