Pondphuwin 😝😝🤟🏼🤟🏼
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Son Viraj(PondPhuwin) by Velestra_
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Motor yarışçısı olan Pond'un dikkatini her gece yarış sonu gittiği kafedeki çocuk çeker,Pond kendini her tozlu ve yorucu pist sonu bu kafede bulur. #PondPhuwin🥇19.06.26&25.06.26 #fan🥈07.07.26
my spiderman-Pondphuwin by nisaicinhikayelwr
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Phuwin bir yıl önce hayatını kurtaran gizemli yabancıyı ararken, kader onu bir konserde karşısına çıkarır-onu öper ama kim olduğunu bilmez; üstelik bir başkası onun yerini alarak gerçeği saklar.
THE PLAYER'S LOVE  by pondlovesphuphu
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Pond Naravit is the ultimate campus player Thailand's very own prince of charm, with looks that could kill and a reputation to match. He's the only son of the country's richest CEO, raised in luxury, spoiled beyond reason, and completely uninterested in anything serious. He dates girls for fun, flirts out of boredom, and treats love like a game. But deep down hidden beneath the smug smiles and designer clothes is a heart that longs for something real... something true. Phuwin Tangsakyuen. Kind. Quiet. Unbothered. And completely uninterested in people like Pond. Phuwin's never been in love. He keeps his heart locked tight, believing no one is worth the key. But what happens when two worlds that were never meant to collide suddenly crash into each other?
Flowers from Tiny | PondPhuwin AU by Caramelform3
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When Phuwin Tangsakyuen moves into a quiet neighborhood near his new office, the last thing he expects is to receive a flower on his doorstep every morning. Even stranger-it's delivered by a golden retriever named Tiny. He quickly learns Tiny belongs to his next-door neighbor, Pond Naravit: Thailand's most beloved actor and, coincidentally, his former campus basketball captain. Phuwin barely knew Pond back in university, but now, with a fluffy delivery boy and a suspicious number of "accidental" encounters, Pond keeps popping up in his life-and maybe even in his heart. What Phuwin doesn't know is that Pond has been in love with him since college, and he's using his dog to finally make a move.
Cupid's Last Match by elittlebean
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Pond is an elite Cupid with a perfect record: 100 matches. 0 mistakes. 💘 Until he shows up. Cold. Nonchalant. Emotionally allergic to romance. And suddenly, for the first time ever... Pond's heart starts burning red. Now he's stuck in a human body, forbidden from interfering, and falling-hard-for the one person fate says he can't have. Because in the game of love, even Cupids can break their own hearts.
Overdrive. (PondPhuwin) by Thatonesimp53
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"Get the Fuck Out of my Way." Pond and Phuwin are fierce competitors in the world of street racing-rivals who have spent years chasing each other across neon-lit highways. Pond thrives on instinct, his reckless confidence making him untouchable behind the wheel. Phuwin, precise and strategic, races with calculated precision, always one step ahead-except when it comes to Pond. When an underground racing championship offers the ultimate prize-money, prestige, and the chance to redefine their legacies-they're forced into an uneasy alliance. As they navigate treacherous courses, late-night repairs, and stolen moments in the pit lane, the rivalry that once defined them shifts into something dangerously intimate. In the chaos of roaring engines and flashing headlights, their connection deepens-but in a race where speed is everything, will love slow them down? Or will they drive headfirst into something neither saw coming?
ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ♡  ✓ by Zzooo1997
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"You think you're above the rules just because you're rich?" Phuwin's cold eyes locked onto Pond's tattooed arm. "Cover that ink tomorrow. Or I'll report you to the discipline board. I'm not joking." "And you think you're a king just because your daddy owns the university?" Pond smirked. "I'll wear whatever the hell I want. You can punish me... if you dare."
dream to be a bird |Pond•Phuwin| by bl_fictions
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a mafia who is obsessed with an idol as he wanted to make him his without knowing his real dream...
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.
Study Me Slowly {PONDPHUWIN} by Thatonesimp53
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"Tutoring was the excuse. Watching was the habit." ------ At an elite high school where reputation is currency and silence speaks louder than words, two students orbit each other in quiet contradiction. Pond is everything the campus expects-wealthy, untouchable, and sharp-edged. He walks the halls like he owns them, eyes cold, voice clipped, never lingering too long on anyone. Except for one boy. Phuwin is warmth in human form. Soft-spoken, sunlit, and always a little out of place among the polished chaos of privilege. He doesn't know why Pond seems to hate him. He doesn't know why he was chosen to be Pond's personal tutor. But when the offer came, he said yes without hesitation-his voice steady, his eyes too bright. What begins as a reluctant academic arrangement slowly unravels into something far more complicated. There are glances that linger too long, silences that feel heavy, and a history neither of them is ready to speak aloud. Somewhere between late-night study sessions and quiet moments no one else sees, the truth waits-tangled in memory, pride, and the softest kind of longing. Not everything is as it seems. And not every silence means indifference. ---