Maxkyratchata Stories

Maaf, aku tahu tidak seharusnya aku menyimpan perasaan ini untukmu phi. -Bas Cerita ini murni hasil imajinasiku dan tidak ada sangkut pautnya dengan kehidupan real mereka.

It all began with a single radio interview, one that Maxky never imagined would alter the course of his university life. As a senior, he had little interest in anything beyond finishing his degree, let alone taking on the role of a campus radio DJ. But between an overwhelming wave of requests from listeners and a well-placed nudge from his professor, he found himself behind the mic. And just like that, Midnight Symphony was born. At first, it was nothing more than a late night obligatio, a quiet corner of the campus airwaves where he played music, shared his thoughts, and entertained passing conversations. It wasn't supposed to mean anything. But then, the letters started coming in. One stood out. A simple question, a personal dilemma. Amused, Maxky read it on-air and answered without much thought direct, sharp, and far from sugarcoated. He assumed it would be forgotten the moment the broadcast ended. But for Bas, the letter's sender, it mattered. Listening to the midnight broadcast, he felt his frustration spike at the DJ's careless words. Who did this guy think he was, throwing opinions around like he knew everything? Fueled by irritation and an undeniable curiosity Bas made a decision. He was going to find out exactly who this Midnight DJ was.

When the spotlight fades, will he find it again in someone else's song? Ace was once the golden boy of Thailand's biggest 5-member idol group, until the band fell apart, leaving him with nothing but echoes of screaming fans and memories he can't escape. Just when he thinks his career is over, the label makes him an offer he can't refuse: become their next star producer and lead writer for a new act. But there's a catch. The new act isn't just anyone; it's Sanctuary. A faceless, mysterious singer-songwriter whose haunting lyrics and viral hits have dominated SoundCloud, Spotify, and YouTube. No one knows his face. All anyone knows is that he's out there, creating raw, unfiltered music that speaks to millions. To resurrect his career, Ace must track down Sanctuary. But as their worlds collide through music, secrets, and shadows, Ace begins to wonder: is he discovering an artist...or uncovering a sanctuary of his own? Author's note: This story is written inspired by Maxky Ratchata as Ace and Bas Hatsanat as Sanctuary.

Set in an alternative universe where witchcraft exists quietly alongside modern life; the entertainment world carries on much the same-only with a few enchanted secrets tucked behind the spotlight. A MaxkyBas Oneshot (+ Epilogue) Hurt/Comfort Angst And... A little bit of witchcraft- "Forget Me" potion ⚠️ Caution: Before Reading ⚠️ Please don't be a crazy fan. Bas and Maxky are their own people, with their own personal lives. They owe nobody else their right to live the way the want. They are humans, not puppets for us to pull strings and stir their life the way we want. 🛑 It's fine to ship but let's not impose. 🛑 ‼️ Fanfics are for delulu purposes only.‼️

Love is rebellion, desire is dangerous, and the heavens are watching. Will they fight for a future together-or be torn apart across lifetimes?

When fashion consultant Bas is forced to work with the most disorganized, loud, clumsy man alive - Maxky, the owner of a pop-up event company - sparks fly, but not the romantic kind... at first. Bas calls Maxky a walking red flag. Maxky says Bas is the sexiest insult machine he's ever seen. Their professional collaboration is doomed from day one - missed meetings, glitter explosions, coffee spills, wardrobe malfunctions - but somewhere between the sass and the chaos, love begins to bloom. The only problem? Maxky thinks Bas is out of his league, and Bas has sworn off chaotic men forever. But the heart wants what it wants - even if it comes with flying props and sarcastic clap backs.

When stoic and dutiful Maxky, heir to a powerful business empire, agrees to an arranged marriage to save his family's company, he expects nothing but a cold partnership. What he doesn't expect is Bas, a soft-spoken, sweet-natured artist who's been in love with him since they were teenagers. But Maxky? Maxky doesn't remember him at all. And Bas? Bas never stopped loving him.

A cohabitation contract was meant to keep them apart, but some rules weren't made to be followed.

It's just a prank, what could go wrong? Except for the fact that the prank is to tell your on-screen partner that you want to break up. And make it convincing and believable enough until you hear "CUT!" A MaxkyBas Oneshot Prank Hurt/Comfort Angst ⚠️ Caution: Before Reading ⚠️ Please don't be a crazy fan. Bas and Maxky are their own people, with their own personal lives. They owe nobody else their right to live the way they want. They are humans, not puppets for us to pull strings and stir their life in directions according to our own wishes. 🛑 It's fine to ship but let's not impose. 🛑 ‼️ Fanfics are for delulu purposes only.‼️

These are purely fanfiction and I do not own the series or characters. This is a characters from the original book How Much is Your Love by Howlsairy. ********************************************* Note: This story is an extended version of Before the Last Vow (Johan x North) - exploring the untold moments and emotions beyond the original story.

Maxky mengalami jetlag parah karena perjalanan panjang di pesawat. Beruntung ada Bas yang merawatnya. Disclaimer : Cerita ini hanya fiksi belaka. Nama tokoh dan kehidupan hanya meminjam dari Maxky, Bas, dan orang-orang di sekitarnya. Untuk alur dan kejadian detailnya hanya kehaluan saya semata. Selamat menikmati.

When The Spotlight Hits Us Side Story

In his thirties and running out of chances, Johan never thought his last shot in the industry would come with a complication: falling for North, the flawless 26-year-old superstar he has admired for years. On set, admiration turns to longing, secrets blur into desire, and love becomes the riskiest role of all.