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apathetic-tortoise · 3 months
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Would you love me if I were a worm: Kinnporsche edition
Porsche: Would you love me if I were a worm?
Kinn: ….. yes
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Pete: Would you love me if I were a worm?
Vegas, terrified: Um….. What answer doesn’t get me divorced?
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Chay: Would you love me if I were a worm?
Kim, pulling out a gun: Who the fuck turned you unto a worm?!?
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Tankhun, crying: Would you love me if I were a worm?
Arm, for the third time that week: Babe, I already told you. Yes. I would love you no matter what
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kinnbig · 12 days
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no thoughts only Tankhun in Arm’s shirt 😵‍💫
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legendaryrooftopscene · 4 months
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Platonic third Pol to ArmTankhun’s relationship. Does anyone see my vision. He’s aromantic and incredibly happy to be along for the ride. They all sleep together with Tankhun in the middle of a bodyguard cuddle sandwich. Tankhun and Arm never let him feel like he’s a less important part of the relationship just because his love is platonic instead of romantic. Arm is just happy that being with Tankhun didn’t come at the cost of his best friend. Pol isn’t romance or sex repulsed, he just doesn’t feel the need to participate in either thing. He will accept some cheek and mouth kisses, though, since it makes Tankhun in particular so happy, and naturally he’s a cuddle monster (man is giant, he’s perfect for hugs). He’s the best man at their wedding (for both of them) and they get him his own wedding ring that he wears on a chain around his neck. Does anyone SEE MY VISION.
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How To Befriend Birds, Ogle Shirtless Hunks, and Win Back Your Ex: A Guide by Porchay Kittisawat
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Rating: T Chapter word count: 2648 Chapters: 1/5 Relationships: KimChay; ArmTankhun Additional tags: Post-Canon; Humor; Alternating PoV; Original Character; (the original character is a bird); (trust me she's vital to the plot); Everyone Lives AU; bodyguard beauty pageant; KimChay reconciliation era; Chay's 'crushing on all the bodyguards' era Summary: Hidden in the fine print of the contracts signed by every Theerapanyakul bodyguard, there lurks one very unusual clause: a stipulation that the undersigned is obligated to participate in the annual Theerapanyakul Bodyguard Aesthetic Championships. (Beauty Pageant. It's a bodyguard beauty pageant.) When Kinn and Porsche are unexpectedly called abroad on business, it falls to Chay to step up and fill the empty seat on the judging panel for that year's upcoming contest. A week of sequins, shirtlessness, costume sabotage and slutty catwalk strutting awaits - and maybe even a chance to reconcile with someone he's only just letting himself admit he misses...
I'm a little bit late, but my fic for @kinnporschebigbang is finally here! This is the longest fic I've ever posted to Ao3, and easily the crackiest as well, but it's been so much fun to work on it along with my artist partner @aghostlybao! They've created the most gorgeous art to accompany the fic, including the above banner and a few more surprises in the next chapter as well - I'm so excited to finally be able to share this project with everyone! 🥰
✨read on ao3✨
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ae-azile · 1 month
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Progression, Chapter 21: Preview
“Would you like me to call Pete?” 
“No!” Tankhun says, feeling a buzzing, hurt rage in his head as he updates his Instagram feed. Again. Still no pictures or announcements.
“Why haven't they posted anything?!” he says, tossing his phone to the side, “Pete just posted the kittens yesterday! Vegas posted a story of Pete helping him cook breakfast with a heart as the caption this morning! Where’s the baby? Vegas was NOT holding some doll in the cemetery, and he referred to Pete as Papa!” 
“Maybe they adopted her and it isn't finalized yet,” Arm says gently, “Or maybe they are fostering her and can't post pictures. We don't know the situation, which is why I am offering to call and ask Pete for clarification. We talk to him pretty regularly, and I don't see him keeping this from us unless he had a reason.” 
“The reason is Vegas,” Tankhun mutters, “He probably told Pete to not tell us. He's rude like that.” 
Arm lets out a sigh and takes his hand, “Tankhun. You have been worried sick about Vegas the last few nights-” 
“Lies!” 
“You said you thought Douglas hurt him too, and then you have been blaming yourself ever since,” Arm continues, “Why don't you…talk to him?”
Tankhun stares at his deranged boyfriend incredulously, “Absolutely not.” 
“You said you used to babysit him a lot,” Arm says quietly, “And when you made a mad dash out of the safe room to get to me during the attack-” 
“To save you, which I did!” 
“You crossed paths with him, and he left you alone,” Arm says, “And when we found out about him getting shot, you broke down and cried.” 
“Hmph!” Tankhun says, because it is much more preferable than admitting Arm is telling the truth. 
“He's been the main thing keeping you from actually hanging out with Pete in person, but he never stopped it from happening the few times it has occurred,” Arm says, now massaging his hand, “He seems to be very content out of the business as well, and you just found out you, Kinn, and Kim may share an abuser with him-” 
“We don't know if that's true,” Tankhun says, feeling his voice grow hoarse, “He may have just had to pee.”
Arm breathes out, “...And he just so happened to drive out of his way to a cemetery to pee on the freshly dug grave of a man associated with your family?” 
“...Fine. That is far-fetched,” Tankhun says, “Maybe it was a witchcraft ritual, and that is why he was so okay with us holding a fake seancé. Vegas had a fixation on witchcraft when he was eight! I still think he likes the aesthetic, to be honest, but when he was little? He and I would be dark witches, and Kim would be a nice witch. That's all he would play for a while. Uncle Gun hated it, but Auntie Milan thought it was funny, especially when Vegas made a Ouija Board and we insulted our stupid, dead grandfather through it because we both hated him-” 
“Tankhun,” Arm cuts in, “You're doing it again.” 
Tankhun tilts his head at that, “What do you mean?” 
“Talking about your cousin with fondness.” 
“I did no such thing!” Tankhun says with a gasp. 
“Lies,” Arm says simply, and that is true, but still! 
“Will you be okay with never knowing for sure if Douglas hurt him?” Arm asks, “Because I would understand if that is the case. There is a lot of bad blood, and the feud your father had with your uncle strained things between you and your cousins. If you want to keep your distance, I will support you. But I thought…I don't know. We have been together long enough-” 
“Two years in a little over a month,” Tankhun reminds him. 
“It's coming up very soon,” Arm says, a small smile forming on his lips, “You have opened up to me a lot during that time. More than you ever did when I was just your friend and your guard. So I know enough to know that at one point, you really cared about Vegas. Loved him, even. And when we found out about Namphueng, you told me you wondered if we had fought for the right side.” 
Tankhun looks away at that, “...I felt that way because Pa faked his death, let us mourn him, and got people killed. And because Kinn told me Pa kept Namphueng locked in a room and away from her sons. I also felt that way because he told me Uncle Gun saw her and cried, which wasn't like him. Uncle Gun wasn't good either. He became despicable too. But he wasn't evil enough to lock a woman up in a room and keep her from her family for years, let alone medicate her with...whatever she was being given."
Arm says nothing, and Tankhun understands. No answer Arm can give will be a good one. If he defends Pa, it undermines everything horrible he did, and how many lives were ruined or ended because of him. If he sides with Uncle Gun and Vegas, then it would ignore the fact that several of his coworkers died by their hands.
But there is no denying Pa is the one who set it in motion, regardless of what happened to any of them. He and Kinn were just expected to fight for their lives until Pa thought it was appropriate to make himself known, and they just went along with it because that was all they knew. 
And when he thinks about it that way, he supposes Vegas was in a similar situation and trying to meet his own father’s horrible expectations, that he was groomed by him, just like Pa tried his best to groom his own sons, albeit in a different way. 
Just like he might have been groomed by Douglas like Kinn was. 
Just like Vegas may have been threatened or hurt by Douglas like he and Kim were. 
“Ugh, I'm mad at you!” Tankhun says, jumping to his feet to glare down at Arm, “I don't want to talk to you for the entire night!” 
Arm’s entire face drops, “Khun-” 
“The entire night! You can sleep on the couch!” Tankhun reiterates, then storms off to his room and slams the door behind him. He shuts his eyes and tries to stick to his resolve. How dare Arm make him overthink their strained family ties? He is supposed to be on his side! Also, it makes no sense for Arm to encourage him to reach out, even if Vegas had been hurt. Vegas hurt and killed several of their guards. They may not have been guards Arm was close with, but they were allies and their lives meant something. 
Even though Pa clearly felt differently, since he triggered the whole attack purposely. 
Arm is so annoying! If he weren’t so smart, compassionate, gorgeous, and incredible, Tankhun would be DONE. 
Although, Tankhun supposes he has made mistakes of his own in the past. Arm has just taken them in stride, or sometimes worked with him on the occasions Tankhun expressed he would like to change the way he reacts to certain triggers. 
But that doesn't make him less annoying! Arm is supposed to be aligned with HIM, with Pol coming in second because Arm loves Pol as a brother and Tankhun loves Pol too. 
Just like they love Pete. And Pete is with Vegas, which makes that relationship strained because their relationship with Vegas is strained. And now, Pete and Vegas have a baby, and Pete hasn't said a word. That's probably because a baby binds him and Vegas together forever, and that means Pete will never leave Vegas. 
Especially if Vegas actually treats him well and truly makes Pete happy. 
Ew! 
“What are you still doing on the couch?” Tankhun asks sullenly as soon as he opens the door again. 
Arm meets his eyes and lets out a sigh, “I did pace for a little while and hover my fist over the door. But I wanted to give you space if you needed it.” 
“No,” Tankhun says, lightly stomping his foot, “I want you in here.” 
“Ah,” Arm says, standing up, “I must have misunderstood.” 
Tankhun nods once in agreement, then leads Arm to his bed so they can both sit down. 
Their bed. Arm stays here more than enough for this to be their bed. 
“I can understand your concerning willingness to make up with Vegas,” Tankhun says, “You just found out one of your best friends is raising a baby with him. Of course you would like to extend an olive branch. Of course you would like to hang out with Pete in person a lot more. I get it, because…because I want those things too. It's just hard.” 
“I know.” 
“And…” Tankhun continues, swallowing the sudden lump in his throat, “The thought of getting Vegas’s confirmation that Douglas hurt him upsets me. I used to babysit him when he was younger. I used to adore him, and I know there is no point in denying that. So if he admits Douglas hurt him too, that means I failed him as well, and I don't know if I can handle that.” 
Arm puts his hand on his back and rubs it, “Would you be able to handle never getting a confirmation, always wondering, and just continuing to have weekly FaceTime chats with Pete? Or is that preferred over finding out what Vegas went through and possibly...mending things? I don't know if that's possible, but it might be a step in the right direction if the issue is thought out and approached in the right way.” 
Tankhun thinks on it, then breathes out, “I think it should be Kinn who reaches out. That would be the best way to go about this.” 
Arm looks slightly startled by that, “But he hates Kinn the most-” 
“But Kinn was also hurt by Douglas the most,” Tankhun interrupts, “And if Douglas actually managed to hurt Vegas, he may be bitter over the fact that Kim and I fought back and managed to get out of whatever Douglas planned to do to us. And if he got away from Douglas like we did, I…As much as he resents Kinn, I can't see him being happy about a fourteen year boy being sexually assaulted. I can't even see him being happy that Kinn went through something like that, because at one point, he loved Kinn.”
“...Do you think Kinn would be willing to admit that to him?” Arm asks. 
“I don't know,” Tankhun groans, “Probably not. But Porsche is in contact with Pete and Vegas and visits them. Maybe he can help set up and facilitate a conversation like that. I just…Fuck, Arm! You are SO annoying!” 
“You have said that before,” Arm acknowledges as Tankhun pulls out his phone. He sets up a group chat with Kinn, Porsche, and Kim before adding Chay at the last minute. Chay games with Macau and talks with him. Maybe that connection could provide a backup plan that Tankhun doesn't fully have formed in his head yet. 
But regardless…
Tankhun: I need to have an important meeting with the four of you. Kim, Chay, I know you two have been working on music all day, but please take a short break. I hope we can come to a decision about this and move forward with my plan within the next couple of days.
Kim: What is this about? 
Porsche: It sounds serious. There are no emojis. 
Tankhun: 🎾🐁🌬️🎫📟🖨️🩻
Kim: You never even use any of those. 
Tankhun: That's because I need to have a serious conversation with all of you. Come here. Now. Kinn, you too. 
Kinn: Is everything okay? 
Chay: What do you want to talk about? 
Tankhun takes a moment, then types one word. 
Tankhun: Vegas.
Tankhun: 🎰
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wildelydawn · 6 months
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Aaaaaa did I almost not trick or treat you???
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my dearest Faye, you get a whole ficlet (that was a writing exercise with @shou-jpeg but I’ve moderately cleaned up, I am so sorry djdkdkd)
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“Come on, come on, hurry up!”
“I’m trying! I didn’t think Khum Kim knew how to set up an electronic safe. This is so much harder to crack into than I thought.”
“Ugh! Have you learned nothing?!” Tankhun shoves Arm aside and looks closely at the safe in his youngest brother’s bedroom. “It’s either something to do with the child or with himself.”
“Khun, if we type in the wrong password, there is no telling what could happen.” Arm pushes up his glasses. “This is Khun Kim we are dealing with.”
Tankhun folds his arms. “I know, that is why you should try the child’s birthday-”
A sound. 
Arm goes pale.
“Fuck! They’re home! What did I tell you!?”
“They’re supposed to be at the studio all afternoon-”
“Useless!” Tankhun yanks Arm towards Kim’s living room. If he knows anything about his brother, it’s that the brat takes far too long to unlace his Doc Martens, so if they’re lucky-
“Quick! Hide behind the sofa!”
They sneak behind the black leather just before Porchay bursts into the living room.
Tankhun sees his brother throw up his hands. “You’re being unreasonable-” 
“I’m unreasonable?!” 
Arm and Tankhun exchange a look. The younger Kittisawat is not happy.
“You say you’re gonna go every week, and guess what? You’re still here!” 
There’s a clattering sound that makes Arm nearly jump out of his skin. “Fucking alright then! I’ll leave! Is that what you want?”
“Yes! Please, for God’s sake, yes! Go find someone else that can do this, because I can’t.”
The door slams. 
What could they have possibly been arguing about? They only moved in together a few weeks-
“What the hell are you two doing behind the couch?”
Porchay’s icy voice makes the hairs on the back of Arm’s neck stand straight up before he does. “Khun Porchay!”
“Arm. Tan-” 
“Ohh! My baby!!” Tankhun instantly sweeps Porchay into his arms, pressing his annoyed face into his chest. “What did he do to you!?”
“Did you hear all of that?”
“I did! Don’t you worry! I’ll set him straight!” Tankhun huffs angrily. “The nerve!”
“Isn’t he so stubborn! Why is he asking me to help him find a replacement! And bring him here!”
Tankhun immediately pulls Porchay away. “Are you serious?”
“I am!”
Tankhun immediately crashes Porchay back into his chest. “NOOO, my sweet baby, you don’t EVER have to do that. Kim can find his own replacement! On his own! Nothing could ever replace how beautiful, wonderful, adorable-”
“And it’s not even my apartment!” Porchay yells into Tankhun’s oversized coat. 
“I’ll buy you a new house! With whatever you need!” Tankhun sounds like he’s on the brink of tears.
“No,” Porchay groans. “I’m done! We’ve been looking for days, and I’m exhausted.”
“You’ve been looking!?”
The door swings open and a very annoyed Kim walks in. “Okay, so I just spent $4500-”
Tankhun walks right up to him, and before Arm can even blink, the eldest Theerapanyakun smacks the youngest right across the face.
The room is dead quiet as Kim’s face slowly turns back to face the scene in his apartment. There’s a bright red mark across his face.
Kim calmly exhales. “Khun? What are you doing here?”
“How dare you try to replace PORCHAY! How dare you try to make him find your next slut to play with!? Have you no decency!?” Tankhun is shrill and shouting and everyone is utterly gobsmacked.
“Wait, what-”
Tankhun grabs Porchay by the arm and yanks him forward. “This man has put up with your narcissistic bullshit for so long. All for what? For this! To be replaced at the drop of a hat?” Tankhun grabs Kim by the collar of his shirt, releasing a bewildered Porchay behind. “You are a disgusting, vile, piece of shit!” Tankhun’s hand then goes to Kim’s throat, walking him up against the wall.
“Khun!” Porchay’s wail cuts him off.
“Yes, my dear?” Tankhun replies, hand still on Kim’s throat, voice eerily calm.
“Let him go! What the hell are you doing!?”
“What you won’t! No one can replace you, Porchay, you are-”
“Khun! Oh my god, let him go! We’re talking about replacing his grand piano! We need a crane and team to scale this 20 story building, but Kim keeps fucking slacking on finding someone!”
Somehow, the room is more silent than before.
“Oh.”
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27vampyresinhermind · 5 months
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Making Merits ch4 is up!
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giraffeter · 1 year
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New Arm/Tankhun Fic!
Brave Enough for Everything
Arm/Tankhun, Rated E, 8427 Words
In dramas there’s always a Moment: the two leads look at each other and you just know they’re going to kiss. Is this a Moment? Tankhun isn’t sure how to tell without the swelling music and the camera pulling back to perfectly frame their faces.
You’re brave, Arm had said.
He leans in and presses his lips to Arm’s.
Read the whole thing on Ao3!
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laesas · 10 months
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Hehe! Yokpol #45!
My Committment to the bit is unparallelled. I wrote over 1000 words for absolutely no reason. Sometimes you have to invent an entirely new tag on Ao3:
For the whole time Pol's worked for the family, Khun nu has remained either in his suite or somewhere around the compound, usually with at least 2 bodyguards by his side. But now Tankhun is out and about… Pol is out of practice. It's not entirely his fault he keeps losing everybody - he keeps getting reasonably distracted.  Usually, in the end, he just sits at the bar and waits for Arm and Khun nu to get back. At least there he's not short of entertainment. Yok is wickedly funny and has a hundred different stories to tell. She's also an excellent flirt, so overall it's no hardship to spend a few hours with a beautiful lady while technically still on the clock. Luckily, losing Tankhun hasn't become a real problem yet. Arm hasn't even been particularly angry with him, and even gracefully accepts his endless apologies about it. But still, it must be frustrating: Khun nu can be a handful, and occasionally Arm has come back looking more than slightly dishevelled. Poor guy. 
Read the rest on AO3 Here.
Amateur Arborist - 1K - Rated T for Tankhun - YolPol and ArmTankhun nations rise up ✨
ANYWAY!
send me a kiss prompt number and a pairing and I’ll write a ficlet! or. in this case. an entire fic. why not. 💕
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diggity-didge · 1 year
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Say what you will but what *I* wanted to see in Kinnporsche was what, exactly, Arm and Pol could do. I want to see someone try to take out Tankhun and are met by two extremely competent men who will use their bare fucking hands to take that person down before they reach the doors to Tankhun’s room. Yeah Arm is the “tech guy” but he’s still a bodyguard- and Tankhun’s bodyguard-no less, when some could say he is the most vulnerable in the household. Pol is a little more built (is that the right word?), you could see him take someone out easily but that isn’t really ever talked about or even highlighted in the show, so.
Especially in the context of a ship fic (i am on my arm/tankhun bullshit and regret nothing) i want to see Arm go absolutely feral as everyone watches this relatively laid back guy go off, emptying clips like they’re water.
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apathetic-tortoise · 6 months
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Kinn, thinking about Porsche: It's not gay to have like...fantasies about another dude, right?
Tankhun, thinking about Arm: Erm...no. Definitely not. As long as you don't... act on it.
Kim, thinking about Chay: Yeah, no, it's.... completely straight.
Chan:
Chan: No, that's really fucking gay.
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kinnbig · 1 year
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so many iconic moments in this special but i’d like to bring your attention to: ARMTANKHUN
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legendaryrooftopscene · 2 months
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Okay, all 5 of you ArmTankhun enjoyers that hang out here, I’m writing a very sexy fic where Tankhun hires Arm (an experienced sex worker) to help him overcome his trauma around intimacy. What eventual kinks would you like to see them explore? Feel free to reply to this post or send me an anon ask. I may or may not end up writing them, but I want to see what yall would be interested in!
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livsoulsecrets · 1 year
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#ARMTANKHUN: Darling, you’re the one I want
Audio: bakura.wx (tiktok)
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khunspikesficrecs · 1 month
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Title: you're not a ghost (I'm not afraid of you)
Author: toomoon
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Tankhun Theerapanyakul/Arm, Kinn Theerapanyakul/Porsche Kittisawat
Summary:
Kinn in full temper is a sight to behold, but Tankhun was raised as the family heir once too. He still knows how to play this game. "Porsche was deliberately targeted last night by an unknown entity," Tankhun says, and watches as the chill of his tone slices through Kinn’s fiery anger. “He was drugged and kidnapped for presumably nefarious reasons. All things you would have known, had you investigated the matter properly. Instead, you gave him an arbitrary punishment that further agitated his injuries.”
or, in which: Porsche has someone in his corner, Kinn gets a wakeup call and Tankhun is kind of a badass
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ae-azile · 14 hours
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KP Question of the day:
Your favorite KP ships (both canon and not canon) are ready to propose. Who is proposing to who, why is it likely one character proposing over the other, and how are they proposing?
I'm gonna start with ArmKhun.
I see Tankhun proposing to Arm. I could see him throwing himself into planning it in order to make it perfect, aesthetically pleasing, and romantic, but also keeping it private because he thinks Arm will appreciate the intimacy of a private proposal. I also think he would want it private due to how many people have perceived and treated him post-kidnapping. While he loves seeing big, beautiful, and public proposals on YouTube, he feels like he doesn't need to put on a show with Arm and wants to keep it that way in order to keep the proposal genuine and heartfelt. But he would totally shell out money for a ring that fits Arm's interests and style, as well as on decor to make the proposal location stunning.
The wedding it going to be gorgeous as well, and the reception will be wild. So wild that they may delay their flight to their honeymoon destination for a day to recover from their hangovers.
Feel free to reblog with your own headcannons on different ships, on a differing take for ArmKhun, or send asks requesting other couples!
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