{Short YinWar Story} War is determined to get over his ex-boyfriend, even if Yin still somehow finds his way back into his life-and his bed. So when War tries (and fails) to make a cute freshman fall for him at a party, Yin decides to interfere the only way he knows how: by pretending to be War's boyfriend " supposedly " to make the new boy jealous. Now the two exes are trapped in a messy game of jealousy, fake dating, and kisses that feel way too real for people who are supposedly over each other.

When someone impossible becomes someone real. Fashion brand owner Yin Anan has always had many fans, being ever careful to maintain the line between fan, friend, and lover. That is, until he meets one fanboy. War. A boy who has always been just another face in the crowd... but a face Yin suddenly finds himself searching for. ~THIS IS A SLOWBURN STORY~ This is truly a slowburn story so buckle up and enjoy the ride This is my first time writing a story, so please ignore any grammar errors. I hope you enjoy it! Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction based on real people. It is entirely fictional and does not represent their real personalities or relationships.

YinWar ff. Romance, fantasy.

YinWar AU. As a parent, would you always put your child first? The cover was edited by me but credits go to the artists of the different artworks.

War: Driven by loud, chaotic energy, he seeks Stillness and Atonement for a painful, unexpressed past. He channels his turmoil into intense culinary perfection. Yin: A spectral former head chef, Yin represents the ruthless, exacting spirit of culinary Clarity and Unachieved Balance. He was consumed by the gap between his vision and his reality. He initially sabotages War, not out of malice, but because War's potent energy is the only force capable of completing Yin's long-lost, perfect recipe.

YINWAR | AU ⚔︎♛ war wanarat the king Yin anan the bodyguard servent (One-shot) ⚔︎ ♛ ⚔︎ ♛ everything in this story is fictional, nothing is real. expect some grammar mistakes ☆All write reserved★

"No," War whispers. "No," he repeats, louder, when Yin's tears start falling down his face. His lovely, beautiful face. A face he'd cradled like it was a treasure. No, you don't get to cry, he wants to say. "Wana," Yin murmurs, caressing the word like it's his right. Like he still has every right to do so. War shakes his head again, stepping back. "Just don't. Don't." Or: The omegaverse-exes-to-lovers you never asked for. Hello hello hello! I'm back with another story that will make you cry ♡ - This is my very first omega verse! I spent months getting it ready, so you now the drill: updates on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays! Hope you're as excited as I am, and enjoy this mother-fucking ride as much as I enjoyed writing it. DISCLAIMER: This story deals with trauma. The summary does not give much away on purpose, but I will keep adding tags as the story unfolds and announce them at the beginning of each chapter. Please be mindful of them, and read cautiously! Thank you for joining in! Have at it ♡

YinWar AU • Yin is drowning in depression, barely leaving his room, until his friend drags him to Reverie, a new immersive gameplay world where you live as someone else. That place becomes Yin's escape from reality. It's the only place he feels like himself. There, he meets War, the owner and the only constant in a world where everyone else changes. To be continued... ~~~~~~~~~ Note: This whole thing is my own imagination and pure work of fiction. This story has no connection to the real actors. Scenarios are created purely for story telling purposes. *Don't copy or repost || Errors expected.

{Short YinWar Story} War runs a small cat café in Bangkok. Every morning at 9:03, a man he doesn't know walks in, orders the same drink without speaking, and sits by the window surrounded by cats that adore him more than anyone else (even more than War) War tells himself it's nothing but he starts waiting for 9:03 anyway.

Yin is a struggling rookie lawyer drowning in debt. War is a CEO trapped in his family's marriage schemes. They meet in a bar, bond over their problems, and agree to a marriage of convenience-strictly business, no feelings but the more they pretend, the harder it gets to tell what's fake.