Can planned fiction, that is only shown for fans, become reality? Can clear fronts suddenly become so blurred that someone loses the ground under his feet? Can deceit become love? If yes, then maybe.... like that.....? Every now and then a couple of Thai BL stars, from various series, will find Love in various fan fictions in this small collection of stories. Til today I have : MosBank, ZeeNuNew, NetJames, BounPrem, MaxNat, TutorYim, JimmyTommy alias Mii2, EarthMix, GeminiFourth, BossNoeul, JoongDunk, FortPeat, FirstKhaotung, PondPhuwin, DaouOffroad, much more to come.... I hope my english is good enough, that everyone understands what I'm talking about. 🤣 If you like my Oneshots, please vote for me. 🫶

Once, he was Style, a man who loved Fadel so fiercely that living without him became impossible. His life ended with a whisper and a promise the universe didn't keep. Now he's Kamin, a quiet, closed-off inspector, plagued by nightmares he's never told anyone about. Nightmares that showed him a life he can't quite remember. Then Jade walks into his job and, unfortunately, into his life, chaotic, talkative Jade, and everything inside Kamin goes still. The familiarity is instant. Unsettling. Wrong. Because Jade shouldn't feel like home. Because Jade shouldn't have that smile. Because Jade shouldn't be feeling like that man from his nightmares. And while Kamin is slowly being destroyed by memories that aren't his, Jade seems blissfully unaware of the mess he has just walked in.

The Archen estate is not a home. It's a gilded cage. Behind the polished walls and silk curtains, cruelty drips like poison into everything it touches. When the Archen family bought Dunk Natachai from his own blood, it wasn't a wedding - it was a transaction. A boy sold off to silence his father's debts, to seal a name that was never meant to be his. It should have been his sister. She's hated him ever since. But Joong saw Dunk once - one single look - and wanted him. So the house swallowed him whole. Dunk grew up in bruises and broken promises, in a family where love never came without pain. But nothing - nothing - could have prepared him for the Archen mansion. A house full of strangers with matching blood and blackened hearts. Grandfather to aunt, uncle to mother, father to siblings - they don't see him as a husband. They see him as property. An outsider. A servant with a ring on his finger. And every day, Joong - the golden son, the one who claimed him - holds Dunk with gentle hands and soft eyes. He speaks like love is enough. He doesn't hear the whispers behind the walls. He doesn't see what they do when he's gone. Dunk never tells him. So Dunk screams instead. He shatters plates and windows, throws furniture against walls that already suffocate him. He lashes out, he burns down every tender word Joong gives him. He's loud because it's the only way to still feel real. He's breaking because no one else will hear the sound of it. Joong loves him like he's something precious. Dunk hates him like he's the cage itself. This isn't a love story. It's a war inside a house that smiles for the world and bleeds behind closed doors.

I'm a model, but being a nekoboy, I didn't have many other options. What's expected of me? That my image is perfect. Appearances are the only thing that matters, right?

Joong is a world-famous boxer - brutal in the ring, worshipped by fans, but hollow inside. He spends his days training, fighting, and bleeding under the lights, with nothing soft left in his world. Dunk is a pianist and part-time music teacher who rents a studio in the same building as Joong's gym. He doesn't follow sports, doesn't know who Joong is - only that a tired, bruised man keeps lingering by the door after practice, listening to the music he plays. At first, they're opposites: fists vs. keys, violence vs. art. Joong doesn't talk much, but Dunk starts noticing the way he always comes back, sometimes still bleeding, to sit quietly and listen. What begins as silence slowly turns into something deeper - Dunk teaching Joong music as a way to control his rage, Joong teaching Dunk about endurance and discipline. But their worlds clash when Joong's violent career threatens Dunk's quiet life. Dunk sees the man behind the fighter, and Joong starts to wonder if he can be more than just blood and fame - but the cost of being with him might destroy them both.

Translated fic

THERE'S GONNA BE ONE SHOTS ( just smuts 🔞🤭) OF JOONGDUNK AND MAYBE MORE DUNKJOONG THAT RANDOMLY COMES TO MY MIND .... . Since waiting for long to add them in any ff I forget them , you know I forget scenes in one or two days so yeah there's only unholy things khaa... enjoy if you are not 18+ from mind because after the day we become dungjangs it's impossible to be not 18 ... The one shot not going to be in just one chapter, take two chapters for sure 🤭 or else three and maybe four too , so I did highlights them as parts naa 😘 Okayyy no more talking 😁😁🤭🤭 1. Joongdunk switch positions... (Dunkjoong) 2. Roommates ... (Joongdunk) 3. CEO and his bubbly secretary ... (Dunkjoong) 4. Gmmmtv outing 😁😉... (Joongdunk) 5. Professor x bad boy .. (Dunkjoong) 6. Arrange marriage.. (Joongdunk)

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