#polarm

[magnificentwolfface]

Tankhun : Adulting is hard.

Tankhun : How do I quit?

Pol: Time travel.

Arm : Die.

[we-are-knight]

Poleaxe Girl, by Beaver-Skin

[sasa-chan]

Pol: Bro-

Arm: No, no, hold up, rewind.

Arm: My tongue was down your throat just a second ago and you're calling me bro??

[mango-mingi]

[Arm and Pol talking to Pete]

Pol: Can we please stay in your dorm?

Pete: Why?

Pol: Khun noo played with an ouija board and cursed ours.

Arm: Khun doesn't know how to banish spirits, so he just throws salt at them and yells "does this look like a hotel to you?!"

[basgirl19]

Khun : [ Sees Arm and Pol walk into the room holding hands ]

Khun : So who finally confessed?

Arm : It was me I made sure it was short and sweet.

Pol : You yelled "Listen here you little shit I have feelings for you and it's about time you acknowledged them"... FROM THE ROOF.

[whathappensin-vegas]

Pol: Wasn't icarly that guy that girlbossed too close to the sun because he was down for Apollo?

Arm: ICARUS?

[ktkinsbl]

PolArm….. a minific epilogue

Vegas: (cuddling up to Pete, who has Venice on his lap) So, with Macau having a study sleepover with Chay, it’s just the three of us again.

Pete: (kisses Vegas’s cheek & arches a suggestive eyebrow) Mmmmm, and Venice is almost asleep.

Suddenly the door burst open and Tankhun enters, Pol & Arm (hand in hand & eyes glued to each other) behind him.

Pete: (jumps up) Master Tankhun, what are you doing here?

Tankhun: (sighs dramatically) Doctor Top called Macau ‘a sweet boy’ right in front of me. (takes Venice from Pete) I need Venice therapy.

Pete: But Master Tankhun….

Tankhun: Don’t worry, I brought everything I need to stay for a few nights.

Suddenly Porsche appears with sleeping bags and luggage.

Vegas: Porsche?

Porsche: Kinn and I had a fight. (drops everything) You’re right, your cousin is a freaking jerk. (takes Venice from Tankhun) Come on little buddy, I am going to teach you bare knuckle boxing.

Peter: Porsche, he is six months old.

Porsche: Never too young to start.

Vegas: (stares blankly as his home descends into chaos) This is karma isn’t it, for all the people I murdered and tortured?

Pete: You think this makes up for that?

Vegas: Torture is relative. Trust me, I may as well be in the third circle of hell right now.

Tankhun hits Vegas in the back of the head with a rolled up sleeping bag

Tankhun: Make yourself useful bastard, order us something to eat.

Vegas: F*ck my life.

[ri16vi]

BTS X KinnPorsche

(which nobody asked for but here it is)

KinnPorsche:

VegasPete:

KimChay:

Tankhun:

+bonus

TayTimeTem:

PolArm:

Korn: