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Whimper Coded. {PONDPHUWIN} by Thatonesimp53
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"He ruins reputations by morning, but speaks like a love song when he says my name." (Book Cover Updated)- At Laksara University, Pond is a name whispered with intrigue-tattoos, fast bikes, flunking classes he's too bored to attend, and a reputation for turning hearts into cautionary tales. He's the kind of boy who never apologizes, never explains, and never lets anyone get too close. Until Phuwin. Bright-eyed and endlessly sincere, Phuwin is the kind of student who greets security guards by name and brings extra snacks "just in case someone forgot." He's adored by professors, classmates, and even the stray cat that lives behind the chemistry lab. And somehow-*somehow*-he becomes the only person who makes Pond show up to class on time. They're not supposed to mix. Pond is late nights and bruised knuckles. Phuwin is Sunday mornings and library laughter. But when Pond's voice drops to something soft-*only* for Phuwin-and he starts looking at the world like it might be worth staying in... rumors fly, hearts race, and everything begins to unravel. This is a love story built between campus fights and quiet café corners. The kind where the bad boy doesn't change-he just chooses to be better when *he's with you.* ---
Things We Never Said (PondPhuwin) by sunflower_ij
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Before college, Phuwin confesses in a letter and hides it in Pond's bag. Pond never finds it. Years later, after drifting apart, Pond cleans his old backpack and finally opens the letter. But Phuwin's married now, and the timing's gone. "You told me everything too late. Or maybe I found it too late. Either way, we missed it."
A Call That Changed Everything by sevabhaa
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A call made accidentally changed everything.
Rise - Pursuing a Dream - Inglês version by DressaPP
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The team Warriors Of Night(Team formed by Phuwin, Dunk, Gemini, and Satang) is fighting through difficulties in pursuit of national glory in the world of e-sports. With the arrival of a new member Pond Naravit , everything changes. Will they finally reach the stars or lose everything that truly matters? Is there room to find love in the gaming world? "In a world where electronic games have become a global form of competition and entertainment, we delve into the story of a group of determined young individuals chasing their dreams in the world of e-sports. Amid personal challenges, intense rivalries, and the pursuit of glory, they will discover the true meaning of friendship, resilience, and perseverance." Fanfic PondPhuwin AU Rise - Em busca de Um sonho (Pursuing a Dream) - Inglês version
Haven by trifarashi3fa
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Joong, Dunk and Phuwin are bestfriend. They aren't your typical runaways-they're ex-mercenaries with powers, bad attitudes, and Marc, a ruthless crime lord, hunting them down. Their "safe haven"? A creepy, abandoned house Joong insists is perfect. It's not much, but when survival's the goal, you take what you can get. Between dodging Marc's men and learning to trust each other, they just might find out what "home" really means-if they don't kill each other first. Sometimes, even the broken need a Haven.
"What the Heart Always Knew"_ DRARRY  by CeriKiatniran
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After the Second Wizarding War, the wizarding world slowly merged with the Muggle one. Peace flourished. Equality became more than just a dream. People rebuilt, they healed. But not Harry Potter. Despite the peace, Harry carries an emptiness he can't explain. Something-or someone-is missing. The battle is over, the darkness gone, but he wakes up every morning with a strange ache in his chest, a phantom pain that no healer can mend. He tries to live. Tries to move on. Works at the Ministry. Spends time with friends. But he doesn't feel whole. Draco Malfoy vanished after the war-without trial, without a goodbye. No one has seen or heard from him since. Everyone thought he fled. Harry thought it was for the best. Until one day, deep in the Department of Mysteries, a locked report surfaces during a routine audit. It's marked classified and magically sealed under Harry's own name. Inside is a memory. And in that memory, Harry sees a dying version of himself... and a terrified Draco Malfoy cradling him, whispering a forbidden incantation-magic that merges their life forces, binding them together so subtly, even death didn't notice. Draco saved him. But more than that-Draco forgot him. Intentionally. The spell demanded it: to give Harry life, Draco had to erase everything about himself, to disappear completely. New name. New identity. No past. Now, Harry knows what he's missing. Who he's missing. The search takes him across continents, tracking magic signatures, broken trails, and faded remnants.
Comfort by narrapooh
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Taking care Master Pond is not for a weak heart - Phuwin "He was the kind of man everyone would fall in love with, even if they didn't want to." ― Nicholas Sparks
Ice Prince & Playboy's Heart by sevabhaa
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Idol Pond and obsessed rich heir Phuwin. let's see how their story unfolds.
Echoes Of Us  by BlackRose0207
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"You'll always be my bro... my special person." That was Joong Archen-affectionate, dramatic, and unapologetically loud in how he loved. He said it with a laugh, locking Dunk Natachai in a playful chokeslam as Dunk tapped frantically at his wrist in a mock protest. But then his tone shifted, laughter softening. "What if... your wife doesn't approve of me in the future?" Dunk coughed out a laugh, brushing it off like he always did with Joong's strange questions and cryptic remarks. That was just Joong-chaotic, unpredictable, somehow always pushing boundaries Dunk never knew he had. They couldn't have been more different. Joong was an extrovert who thrived on attention and late-night chaos; Dunk was an introvert who craved quiet, routine, and peace. But somehow, they worked. They balanced each other-fire and calm, noise and stillness. A friendship that shouldn't have made sense, but did. Until Joong fell in love. He never meant to. But it happened-quietly, completely. And it broke him, because he knew-he knew-his homophobic best friend would never feel the same. Or so he thought. When a moment of vulnerability turned into a mistake too big to ignore, Dunk chose to walk away. 7 years passed. Joong became a rising star-model, singer, and heartthrob. Dunk built an empire of his own as the CEO of Mon Amour, Bangkok's most beloved bakery. Their worlds had changed, but the wounds remained. As they come face-to-face once more, the weight of unspoken words and the sting of broken promises hang heavy between them. Yet, beneath the years of silence and pain lies a bond too deep to be forgotten. As they rebuild what was broken, their journey becomes one of rediscovery-not just of each other, but of themselves. The past collides with the present as they explore if love, when it's real, can survive time, heartbreak, and fear. Because real love doesn't fade. It waits-for the right moment to begin again.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 by ArthurBane192908
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Six people, two worlds, different stories, one incident that changes their lives, secrets are revealed, and they are wrapped in a dangerous game of revenge, hatred, and something far deeper. Two different worlds collide, hidden secrets emerge, and a forgotten wound is opened. Will they clasp hands and dance in the darkness one last time, or will the darkness claim them entirely?