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kaphzzz · 2 months
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reallygroovyninja · 23 days
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Lexa's heart thumped with anticipation and nerves as she pulled up to Clarke's apartment complex. The evening had settled over the city, and the parking garage lights cast a soft glow on her Mercedes. She had planned this surprise for weeks, a bold move far removed from her usual reserved demeanor. Beneath her trench coat, she wore nothing but lingerie, a daring statement of her intentions and feelings for Clarke.
With a deep breath, she slid out of the driver's seat, her heels clicking on the pavement. The night air brushed against her skin, heightening her senses and resolve. As she rounded her car, a moment of panic washed over her—she had forgotten to apply her red lipstick, the final touch to her meticulously crafted appearance.
Fishing the lipstick from her pocket, she applied it with practiced ease, the bold red color a stark contrast against her skin and a symbol of her newfound boldness. With the transformation complete, she took a moment to collect herself, her reflection in the car's window now matching the image she had envisioned in her thoughts.
With each step towards Clarke's door, Lexa's heartbeat quickened. She rehearsed the lines in her mind, imagining various scenarios and Clarke's reactions. The weight of the trench coat suddenly felt like armor, shielding her vulnerability yet declaring her intentions.
Finally, standing before Clarke's door, she raised her hand to knock, her breath caught in her throat as her knuckles met the wooden door. A moment later the door swung open, and Clarke stood there, surprise etched on her face and a question in her eyes.
Without a word, Lexa let the trench coat fall open, revealing the bold statement she had chosen to make tonight. The air between them charged with an electric current, and words became unnecessary as Lexa stepped into the light of the apartment. Her gesture was a declaration of desire, courage, and love.
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kissporsche · 16 days
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happy anniversary! i decided to begin at the end, don't judge me
prompt: fate
Vegas drifts slowly into wakefulness, fighting against the haze of painkillers as he gingerly opens his eyes. Sunlight is streaming through the hospital window. Three portions of curry rice are lined up neatly on the small coffee table. Pete is throwing a blanket over a napping Macau. This doesn’t feel like fate. Fate, up until now, has meant one of two things: overthrow the main family or die trying. Vegas has failed at both.  This feels like precarious chance. Like every terrible mistake in his life had built to a concentrated mass, primed to collapse into ruin like brain matter sprayed by the side of a pool. The inevitable gravity of destruction that instead exploded at the final second, creating a new life, his for the taking.  As though sensing his gaze, Pete turns and smiles, joyfully uninhibited and breathtakingly beautiful.  If this is his fate, it is undeserved, but Vegas has never claimed to be unselfish. He smiles in return, and knows he will spend the rest of his life trying to make himself worthy of the chance he’s been gifted.
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thepetesimp · 15 days
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kpanniversary2024, prompt 1: Fate
Vegas felt it the third time. There had been hints the first two times, brief sensations on his skin that had gone away the moment he had paid attention to them. Not that he had done so for long; the image before him had been far more important. The next one wasn't brief. Pain sudden and sharp circled around his groin, the intensity of it increasing the more Vegas continued enacting punishment devoid of reason or substance. It became so unbearable, it made him gasp and drop the jumper cables he was holding on the floor. Pete stopped screaming. He lifted his head and stared at Vegas, his gaze steady despite his current state. Barely able to stand, to breathe, to be. And yet, there was recognition in those black eyes of his, hidden beneath his bangs. There was realization on his face, slipping through his bland expression. It burned Vegas' insides, more so than the electric waves that had coursed through his body. Later, the slap he received for his mistakes cemented the reality he desperately wanted to deny, but couldn't. Vegas faintly heard Pete hiss as his father's palm came in contact with his cheek, leaving marks that would stay there for days afterwards. The embarrassment he felt was worse. Neither of them said anything about it. The word bond never left their mouths. Perhaps Pete hated it, too. Perhaps, he didn't want to admit what it meant - what it could mean - either. No matter. Vegas would just have to get more creative in how to make Pete suffer until he'd be satisfied. And if he got hurt in the process, so be it.
(A little snippet from a cool fic idea me and @wretchedamaranth plan to write one day ❤️)
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porschesbabydaddy · 5 months
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Nothing worse than when the kinnporsche is too vegaspete-flavoured or the vegaspete is too kinnporsche-flavoured
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lu-sn · 1 year
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i've got this highly incoherent pete meta floating around in my head please bear with me
we know that pete is the type of person who seems open and friendly but is actually completely walled up. nobody knows anything about pete's deepest desires or fears or issues because he doesn't talk about them. he's the perfect listener, and finds personal value in checking in on people and listening to them and helping them out, and uses this (possibly unconsciously) as a shield so that no one asks him anything about himself.
so i think it's interesting to consider the exceptions to this, and what it means for him going forwards as someone dating vegas, who is absolutely not going to let that behavior slide.
let's start with the few times that pete opens up in the show, about things that are likely painful for him:
ep3: pete tells porsche he used to play heroes and villains as a kid, and now he knows there's no such thing
ep5: pete tells porsche that tankhun punished him pretty badly once before and it sucked
ep11: pete tells vegas that his dad used to beat him, and never stopped
ep13: pete tells vegas he doesn't feel human anymore and wants to die
ep14: pete tells vegas he's hungry and vegas needs to live to feed him
and one singular instance where he doesn't open up:
ep13: porsche asks pete what happened to him and pete asks him to drop it
now it is time for me to extrapolate a ton of conclusions from relatively little data. hehe
most of these can be summarized as "pete is packaging his past trauma as life experience and offering it up to people as advice / solidarity." note that the trauma is in the past, and pete is not currently experiencing it. he's able to distance his feelings from his truama, talk about it clearly and rationally, and convey the lessons he learned to others who need those lessons right now.
i think this is a way for him to seem like he's open about his feelings without actually being open about feelings that he is CURRENTLY vulnerable about. he can relate to people and connect to their pain, but conveniently is not in any pain for the other party to connect back with him. i don't mean for this to sound like this is reprehensible, on his part. it's just part of why people can think they're close with pete. he's told them things about himself! and then it's much harder to realize that he never tells you these things when he's going through them.
and then there are the instances where he is feeling so much, and is visibly losing it. notably, both of the times where he actually says anything — are to vegas! he doesn't say anything to porsche, even though porsche really tries to get it out of him (granted, he's got good reasons to keep his mouth shut). vegas doesn't even ask, though. either time.
so when, exactly, does he choose to be vulnerable?
in ep14, he tells vegas he's hungry. this absolutely does not come out of his mouth easily. and i'm not sure he would have ever said it, except it was probably the only thing he could have said to vegas to convince vegas that living was worth something. so he is still, kind of sort of, packaging his trauma for someone else. but it's mutually beneficial. if he does it, vegas lives. if vegas lives, he has something worth living for.
in ep13, though? what he's saying about himself doesn't benefit vegas at all. it is truly the only time in the show he speaks up about his pain, for his own self-preservation and nobody else's. and it's when he's been pushed so far past his normal coping mechanisms (smile, don't talk about it, keep it to yourself until it passes, it will pass) and is buried under a huge volume of conflicting emotion. he has been pushed to the brink, and he can't handle it anymore.
this is what it takes, for him to open up and be honest about his pain.
so in the future? if vegas wants pete to tell him what's wrong? vegas is going to have to:
notice when pete is feeling down (likely)
confront him about it (a little harder)
get past all of pete's deflecting without getting angry about it (unlikely, especially early on)
push him to some sort of emotional limit to actually get him to talk (doable! but can he do it in a way that doesn't rely on making pete feel like shit? dunno. is it gonna be kinky either way? probably)
and do all of this before pete gets all of his emotions in order and suppresses them (this is like playing a video game with permadeath on tbh)
in short, vegas is fucked 😂 but by god, is he gonna try. and it's gonna hurt so much for pete, in a way he's absolutely resistant to, because he just cannot be experiencing feelings and talking about them at the same time. it's gonna suck so bad. and whenever vegas gets it wrong, it's going to set them back weeks.
but eventually, there's gonna be a day where vegas asks what's wrong and pete just — answers. and it'll keep happening. and that's what healing looks like.
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khunspikesficrecs · 8 days
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Hi! Do you have recommendations on vegaspete where pete works for Vegas/minor family first and major family second (can be canon-based or not)?
Ooooo, now that IS a twist. I've seen plenty of Pete Works For The Minor Family but I don't think I've seen any where he's like, undercover in the Major Family or anything like that.
You'll never recover from that kind of devotion: Explicit, the bodyguards are all trained by the minor family first.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/53847787
Portrait of You: Teen, Vegas is dead but Pete fall for him anyway.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/49496983
Prisoner's Dilema: Explicit, Vegas gets Pete for the minor family after Pete's dad's murder.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52823425
immaculate conception: Mature, another Vegas gets Pete after Pete's dad's murder
immaculate conception - jalesidor - KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
third option: not rated, not exactly pete working for the minor family but he and vegas have a secret relationship through canon and are playing their own game.
End Racism in the OTW | third option - uvlights - KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
To care for the heir: Explicit, Nanny-Bodyguard Pete is the best.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52130980/chapters/131853199
Unbearably Close and Impossibly Fay: Mature, Pete becomes a minor family bodygaurd when Vegas is 17.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/44482273
Blood Upon the Snow: explicit, the definitive Nanny-Bodyguard Pete fic and I pray for a new chapter every day.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/43299609
Love You For A Second Time: Mature, minor family bodyguard Pete gets Hanahaki disease over Vegas.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/41773440
These are all the Pete Works For The Minor Family fic I can think of off the top of my head. If I missed one you particularly enjoyed, leave it in the comments for this Anon!
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elvenbeard · 9 months
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Just a random little scene that might wanna still write out in full in the future. Angst, what angst? I would never...
100% blame @humberg for the wonderful upcoming poses fueling me with angsty thoughts and scenarios 💜
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three--rings · 1 year
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This is one of many little Vegaspete snippets I've written in the last few months, but this one is nominally complete and I don't think it really connects to anything else, so eh I dunno here tumblr have it.
It's almost entirely innocent, or rather, T-rated, since it's still VP.
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“Do you see how you look like this?”
Pete looked at himself in the full-length mirror. The suit was nice, sure, the collar popped open to match Vegas’s. His hair had grown longer, and was currently styled differently, with weird product. He matched Vegas next to him, in the fineness of the fabric he wore and the casually disheveled styling.
But then he looked at his face and he was just...Pete. Boring, mediocre, bland Pete. His face was out of place here.
He hated looking at himself in the mirror. He avoided it more than was strictly necessary to comb his hair and make sure he didn’t have something in his teeth.
These days, Vegas made him feel incredible, sexy and cherished. But looking in the mirror brought him back to earth, reminded him he was punching above his weight class.
A sharp pain at his waist broke him from his ruminations: Vegas’s hand pinching him.
In flinching, Pete shifted towards Vegas’s shoulder. But something else happened as well. As he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of his own reflection in the mirror, through blurred eyes.
And...in that instant...in the mirror...there were two matching, stylish, gorgeous men. Pete’s breath caught and he looked, without meeting his own eyes. And for those few precious seconds...he thought perhaps he saw himself with Vegas’s eyes. Saw a prettier, slighter fae creature with a much sharper jaw-line.
And then he lost it and he was just Pete again. He blinked, and looked away from the mirror.
“You see?” asked Vegas, eager as he was when he asked Pete to yield in bed. “You see how beautiful you look?”
Pete smiled, leaning in to kiss his boyfriend’s cheek. “Yeah. I see. Come on, let’s get going, we’re gonna be late.”
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kaphzzz · 1 year
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I'm obsessed with modern au charthur where, y'know, all they have to do is be happy and smitten and stupid so I tried to make this seem as modern looking as possible www idk if it turned out giving off a modern kind of feeling though lemme know!
anyway it's snowing in my home country so here's two dumbasses freezing their asses off in the snow ❄️☃️🌨️
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peachym00 · 2 months
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you know when you’re feeling a little sad and the only thing that can make you feel better is re-reading five-star southpaw
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kissporsche · 10 months
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so I actually managed to finish a piece of writing!
a little bit of Vegas, Pete and Macau coping together post-canon
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doverstar · 1 month
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just a little update for anyone caring, as of now I am not sure I'll be posting the sequel to Lost and Rewritten even after it's finished <3 I would like to, but to complete the series will take energy and time I may not have anymore. I'm going to write and finish it regardless, even if only for myself
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guzhufuren · 1 year
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read a new post-canon vegaspete fic so good that i want to spend the rest of my life basking in the warmth of it. they are happy together, deranged, freaky, in love, and perfectly them
it’s so sweet (knowing you love me)
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khunspikesficrecs · 2 months
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Title: discotheque rouge
Author: lusn (@lu-sn)
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Vegas Theerapanyakul/Pete Saengtham
Summary:
Vegas is here at this night club on a job, and he really, really doesn't want to be. Then everything goes sideways — in a good way.
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