War is the club's most sought-after golf instructor-gorgeous, confident, and infamous for the extra services he offers... but he lives by one rule: never give himself to the same person twice. Yin only wants one night with someone who understands what he needs. But when they meet, a simple arrangement turns into a connection neither of them planned for-and one night suddenly feels like not enough. This is a Yinwar BDSM AU. This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and situations are entirely fictional and are not intended to represent or resemble any real people.

hiii I'm about to put my one shots & short fics that i previously posted from AO3 here as well 🙈☺️ (will have more as i have a lot of prompts lmao) note: they're mostly smut so 🔞 and still ofc, fictional.

COMPLETED| YINWAR In the bustling halls of one of the most prestigious universities, War Wanarat was a king. Handsome, wealthy, and effortlessly charming, he thrived under the endless attention of admirers - especially the girls who would do anything just to be noticed by him. War loved the spotlight; it was his world, his stage, and no one could take it away. At least, that's what he thought. The day Yin Anan Wong transferred in, the wind shifted. Suddenly, the attention that once revolved around War like gravity began orbiting someone else. Yin - equally wealthy, impossibly good-looking, and shrouded in quiet mystery - became the new star. War's pride burned. To him, Yin wasn't just a rival; he was a thief, here to steal everything War had built. But what War didn't know was that Yin's arrival had nothing to do with competition. Beneath his composed exterior and polite smiles, Yin was hiding possessiveness- one that had always been centred on War. From petty rivalries to stolen glances, from jealousy to something far more dangerous, the line between hate and love will blur. And in that blurred space, their fates will intertwine in ways that one of them have predicted. This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author. • Don't forget to follow me luvies for more exciting stories soon ♡ •

° YinWar AU ° - ONGOING He was the love Yin couldn't save. Now, two years later, War's back in his life. Forgiveness isn't easy. But maybe this time, love doesn't have to hurt. This is only a fictional work! ° contains mature content ° Trigger warnings: addiction | self harm | depression | death (no main) Please only proceed if you're fine with reading themes like that.

YinWar Short Fanfiction. Hello dear readers :) Even though my writing is my own, this story has been inspired by a movie. I will give you the title of the movie at the last chapter so you wouldn't get spoilers if you watched it. I changed the flow quite a lot. And the characters are mine. But still, it's an inspiration. Thank you anyone who gives this a chance. :) This is a work of fiction and is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or approved by War Wanarat Ratsameerat or Yin Anan Wong, their management teams, or any associated production companies. All characters and events portrayed in this story are entirely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only. No profit is being made from this work, and no harm or disrespect is intended toward any individuals mentioned or referenced.

YinWar AU. This story is a work of fiction.

"You forgetting something?" Yin murmured, voice low and cleanly lethal. "I'm your husband." War's pulse jumped. He forced a grin. "Yeah, on paper." "I'm your husband," Yin said evenly. "On paper or not. And I can show you exactly what that means, right here, if you're confused." "What, you gonna bend me over the washing machine now?" His voice came out too thin, trying for sardonic and landing somewhere closer to pleading. "Tempting." Yin's lips curved into a slow, dark smile. "But a delicate thing like you couldn't take me dry and live to brag about it." ------------ Or, War has spent his whole life being told he was a disgrace. Now his family is parading him down the aisle like a prize - all because the heir to the Wong family happens to like men too. Yin Wong is polished, calculating, and so sinfully gorgeous it feels like a personal vendetta. He also treats their wedding like a merger, their marriage like a chore. And War hates him for it. He also can't stop imagining what's under that suit. He also can't stop imagining what's under that suit.

Two racing hearts, will they end up together? ⚠️ Disclaimer & Content Warning ⚠️ This is a work of fiction. While real public figures, actors, and names may be referenced, all characters, events, and situations depicted are entirely fictional and created for the purpose of storytelling, love, and just a little chaos. Nothing in this novel reflects the real personalities, actions, or lives of the individuals mentioned. This story may include themes of emotional trauma, mental health struggles, heartbreak, recovery, and passionate romance including 🔞 mature content. Reader discretion is advised. Please approach with care and an open heart. And remember fiction is where healing, heartbreak, and heat can all share the same page. ♡ ➣With love, the author This is a work of fiction. All rights reserved. Do not copy, translate, or repost without permission

Bangkok's underground racing scene isn't built for the faint of heart. It's a world of smoke, neon, and asphalt, where speed is survival and rivalry is the only law. Yin doesn't lose. Cold, strategic, and untouchable, he drives like every race is a calculation he's already solved. War doesn't play by the rules. Chaotic, magnetic, and reckless, he thrives on chaos, turning every track into a stage. When a crash brings them face-to-face, their rivalry is born in fire and gasoline. But beneath the roar of engines and the blaze of headlights, another kind of tension ignites, one neither of them can control. Enemies. Rivals. Lovers. Some lines should never be crossed, but on the track, and in the dark corners of Bangkok's nights, Yin and War are already burning past every limit. ⚠️ Disclaimer / Warning : This story is a work of fiction and is not connected in any way to the real lives of Yin Anan or War Wanarat. I deeply respect both artists, and this book is purely an imaginative creation. Additionally, this work contains mature themes and explicit content.

Two friends who always fight. One summer that changes everything. Yin and War have been friends for as long as they can remember. They fight, they tease, they show up for each other. It's messy, loud, and comfortable in a way neither of them ever questions. But this summer, something shifts. A glance held too long. A touch that lingers. Suddenly, the line between friendship and something more begins to blur and neither of them is ready for what it might mean to cross 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.