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KinnPorsche: Porsche x Vegas, post-canon. // Vegas sits up and glares at Porsche, the neon lights of the bar casting harsh shadows under his cheekbones and eyes. He must have lost weight in the hospital— it makes him look gaunt. Still, when he sizes him up with those sharp eyes, Porsche feels small. “Don’t you have a boyfriend?” Vegas asks acidly, the last word practically dripping with venom, “And you’re buying drinks for random men at a random bar?”

KinnPorsche: Kinn x Porsche, Kim x Chay, soulmate AU, 80k words. // Kinn was seven when he woke up one morning to discover a small silver circle on the back of his left wrist.

Breath of the Wild: Link x Revali, 61k words. // Revali might have left this world with no regrets, had Link not been so persistent. He can't bring himself to regret it, though. Revalink, post-calamity, follows in-game canon events until it doesn't.

KinnPorsche: Chay x dark!Kim, Kinn, 16k words. // Post-canon, Chay and Kim are back together, but Kim wants to keep Chay all to himself. Forever. He's got some ideas for how to do it. AKA: "The Kimchay Atticwife Fic"

KinnPorsche: Pete x Vegas, canon divergence at the safehouse, 19k words. // The next day, Vegas woke up with his hands tied and Pete staring down from the door, taser in one hand, duct tape in the other. “Oh, Pete," Vegas tutted. “Pete, Pete, Pete. I never thought you had it in you.”

KinnPorsche: Kinn x Porsche, that scene where Pete walks in but with added omorashi. // “i thought about it, but i’m not going to. i can hold it.” porsche says, petulant and huffier than he has any right to be for someone who kinn has literally seen whip his dick out and ruin several thousand dollar area rugs. so no, kinn doesn’t believe him, and he’s not even subtle about it, he just stares at porsche, not even bothering to say it out loud.

KinnPorsche: Pete x Vegas, post-canon. // Vegas is still getting used to Pete being there. Pete thinks he's holding back, and does something about it.

KinnPorsche: Big x Chan, grad school AU, 12k words. // Chan’s life working as a postdoctoral researcher for famed criminology professor Dr. Anakinn Theerapanyakul is steady, routine, and proscribed. He keeps his head down, does his work, and occasionally provides friendly, almost paternal advice to the department’s graduate students. His carefully constructed life gets shaken up when he accidentally offers to help one of the rising stars, a stunning young student known as Big, with his submission for a student paper award. Big is desperate for Kinn, who’s supposed to be his advisor but has been…distracted, lately, to notice him. If that means accepting Chan’s help on his paper for the conference-sponsored award competition, so be it. And if Chan slowly becomes his best friend and biggest supporter along the way, well, that doesn’t change anything. Right?

KinnPorsche: Big x Kinn x Porsche, canon-divergent AU, 30k words. // "Look,” Big says, finding enough strength in his body to do this. “You don’t have to worry about me trying anything. You don’t have to tell me that Kinn is yours.” He assumes that that’s what Porsche is trying to do. “I know my place. All those years I spent working for Khun Kinn I never stepped a foot out of place and I’m not going to do it now. We don’t have to acknowledge my… feelings for him. Let’s just act like they don’t exist, okay? Let’s ignore them. That’s what I always did, what I will continue to do. I’m not delusional, I know that I mean nothing to him, all I am is a replaceable bodyguard meant to protect him with my life, and I’ve made peace with it.”

KinnPorsche: Kinn x Porsche, sex pollen. // "I don't think that's normal," Porsche says doubtfully.

KinnPorsche: Big x Chan, praise kink. // every other evening, mainly when they have the time to enjoy themselves, chan will come back to his rooms, and he’ll find big, kneeling on a soft pink cushion with his hair taken down, waiting. he knows what he’s supposed to do; be waiting, naked, hands behind his back, presenting for his daddy, because big knows how important it is to be obedient, to be a good boy. he doesn’t understand people who break the rules on purpose; nothing makes him feel more whole than chan’s gentle smile, his hard earned approval; the pride with which he looks big over when he does something right.

KinnPorsche: Kinn/Porsche, omegaverse AU. // when porsche wakes up, ass naked, in the warm muscular arms of an alpha, he almost doesn’t even care that his head is throbbing and that he can see even from here how destroyed his apartment is; his entire body feels like liquid heat; his omega is preening; but then. he looks down at the arms wrapped around his torso, and he sees a familiar creeping of colorful floral tattoos around the wrist up towards a pale, mole dotted forearm adorned with the family crest he’s grown up staring at for years; and his stomach drops. he suddenly knows, with a nauseating clarity, who this alpha is.

KinnPorsche: Pete x Vegas + ensemble, post-canon, 20k words. // What happens to vegaspete after everything goes down, leading up to that 'One Month Later'.

KinnPorsche: Kinn x Porsche, pornstar AU. // “Porsche is extremely close to signing. In fact, he has a final meeting with the execs on Monday morning. The only condition is that he wants to request his first partner, and it’s you.” Kinn takes a long drink of his whiskey, sets the glass down, and runs his tongue over his teeth. “So you had to meet with me, urgently, to tell me that a beautiful boy wants me to fuck him, thinking I’d say no.” He drums his fingers on the bartop. “Which means there’s a catch.”

KinnPorsche: Kinn x Porsche, office blowjob. // Porsche knows he’s tucked up well under the desk, theoretically completely hidden, but all it would take is an accidental noise to give him away, or for a pair of wandering eyes at the exact right angle to catch a glimpse of his socked feet. The idea doesn’t entirely put him off.

KinnPorsche: Kinn x Porsche, roleplay. // “I thought you weren’t coming,” Porsche confesses, panting. Kinn scrapes his teeth against Porsche��s pulse point. “One of these days, I won’t. You know that.” Porsche shuts his eyes, heart pounding in his chest. “Yeah. I’ve heard that before.”

KinnPorsche: Kinn x Porsche x Pete x Vegas. // Prompt: Pete and Porsche decide they just need to get Kinn and Vegas in a room and let them work out their differences. Group sex ensues.

KinnPorsche: Pete x Vegas, set during episode 12. // Pete’s face is doing something. He thinks he might be smiling. He feels fucking high. What the hell is happening to him? He knows afterglow and this isn't it. If it was, he'd be way more into sex. There were people in high school and then one long-term girlfriend a few years ago, but she never—it was nothing like this. This is like… that blissful moment between sleeping and waking when you're conscious of your body but not yet of your mind. Just a vessel of receptors and processes. Electrified meat. “That was good, right?” Vegas's hands are on him. “Tell me it was good.”

KinnPorsche: Porsche x Vegas UST. // “You should have come home with me, Porsche,” Vegas says, barely over a whisper. “Just once.” Porsche grips the edge of the table. Fuck this. “You had me on your bike,” he says. “Seems like you could have brought me home if that’s what you wanted.” Vegas grins, and this time it looks less polished. “Do you think either of us would have survived me kidnapping my cousin’s new favorite?” (vegas and porsche are out on a job. they consider lost possibilities.)

KinnPorsche: Pete x Vegas, truth serum. // He pulled Pete in for another kiss. Pete shoved him, hard, and Vegas fell back a few steps. He was breathing fast, his palms flat against the door. Vegas hadn’t seen him this scared in a long time. “What’s wrong?” Vegas asked. “I need you to shut me up,” Pete said. “I don’t care how. Use your belt, your shirt, I don’t care, just don’t let me talk.” - Vegas and Pete get dosed with a truth drug. No one ends up having a good time.

KinnPorsche: Kim x Porchay UST, post-canon. // "Can you teach me how to shoot a gun?"

KinnPorsche: Pete x Vegas, postcanon vignette. // Vegas Theerapanyakul in a hospital bed.

KinnPorsche: Pete character study, Pete x Vegas. // There's legitimate violence and there's illegitimate violence. Pete finds a way to live in this filthy world.

KinnPorsche - Pete x Vegas, post-canon, 27k words. The one with the piercing kink. // When Vegas wakes up in the hospital after the attack on the main family compound, his father dead, his head throbbing, and Pete and Macau by his side, he suspects life from now on is going to be different. But he has no idea what changes the next year have in store.

KinnPorsche RPF: Jeff x Tong FWB, 11k words. // I saw that video of Jeff reacting to Tong sexy dancing at the Bangkok show and was like, Jeff looks like he needs to fuck about this. So I wrote that.

KinnPorsche: Pete x Vegas, university AU, 19k words. // “Don’t you have better things to do with your time? Other virgins for example,” Pete asks him one time over a guerrilla warfare style lunch date. “Not until next semester,” Vegas laments. “I’ve already exhausted our current student body.” Pete doesn’t even know where to begin unpacking everything wrong with that statement. Or: the college au in which Vegas is a manwhore with a weird innocence kink and Pete is an inexperienced painslut. (Can I make it any more obvious?)

Our Flag Means Death: Ed x Stede, post-season 1 reunion. // When Stede finally finds Ed, the man is about to attack a Spanish naval ship, so things are worse than he anticipated.

Our Flag Means Death: Ed x Stede. // "I should teach you the waltz," Stede says. "After all, if you're going to know the ways of the aristocracy, you should at least have that under your cap."

Our Flag Means Death: Lucius-centric, feat. Ed/Stede and Jim/Oluwande, set post-season 1. // Blackbeard shifts his weight. He can’t seem to meet Lucius’s eyes, which is all right with Lucius, given that the last time they made eye contact Lucius was tossed into the sea and nearly died. “I’m,” Blackbeard says. He lets out a breath. “I’m sorry for trying to kill you. I was taking my emotions out on you instead of dealing with them in a healthy way.”

Our Flag Means Death: Ed x Stede, post-season 1 reunion fic, 13k words. // Stede comes back. Ed does too. It just takes a little longer.