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{ ՏTᑌᑕK Iᑎ ᕼᗴᒪᒪ } •𝗬𝗶𝗻𝗪𝗮𝗿 𝗔𝗨• [‼️ ON CONSTRUCTION‼️] 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭, 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐢𝐦𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐄𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞-𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝.
Ashes Between Us
Tong only wanted a job. Mark, the cold and ruthless CEO of MK Group, only wanted perfection. What began as one week of survival turns into a dangerous pull neither of them can escape - where hate blurs into obsession, and obsession threatens to become love. *** Hope y'all enjoy😊😊
[JossGawin] Behind the Lens, It's You
Behind the Lens, It's You A love story not made for the spotlight, yet never hidden. ⸻ Some people step into our lives as softly as a blurred frame- No grand entrances. No loud declarations. Just a glance, a silent smile, a song floating past... And suddenly, the world tilts. "Behind the Lens, It's You" is the story of two opposites: A radiant soul made for the stage, and a quiet spirit who only ever wanted to stay behind the camera, collecting the fleeting moments no one else noticed. They come together not with fire, but like rain seeping into dry soil - slowly, gently, inevitably. Shared silences. Tentative messages. Afternoons spent sorting vinyl records, Evenings moving furniture with only the soft hum of a city falling asleep. This isn't a love story that burns bright. It's a song whispered when the city has gone quiet. Slow. But deep. Soft. But real. Because behind all the screens, the music videos, the blinding stage lights- The one Joss always saw most clearly, was the boy just beyond the frame. ⸻ Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!
[ENGLISH VERSION] Alienation Amidst Luxury [JossGawin]
[COMPLETED] The reunion was a flurry of shared laughter and quiet observations. They sat in the kitchen, the sunlight streaming through the windows, as Poon recounted his life in the city. He talked about his professors, his research into the legal history of human rights in Southeast Asia, and the small garden he had successfully established on the rooftop of his apartment building using Off's orchid seeds. He didn't talk about the Sangngern name, and he didn't mention the prison on the outskirts of the city. In this house, those things were ghosts that had no power to speak. As the afternoon faded into a long, golden twilight, Gawin and Poon walked through the garden. Off had outdone himself; the orchids were in full bloom, a riot of purple, white, and deep, velvet crimson. The yellow lilies were gone, replaced by a row of sturdy, blue-flowering hydrangeas that seemed to thrive in the mountain shade. "I visited the library last week," Poon said suddenly, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "The National Archives. I was looking through the original filings of the Sangngern bankruptcy. I found the documents you mentioned, Ayah. The ones about the 'Transaction'." Gawin felt a momentary tightening in his chest, the old instinct to protect, to shield, to hide. But he forced himself to stay still. "And?"
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[JossGawin] Dear Friend: The Song That's Never for Me - ENG VER
"Dear friend... I was never the chorus, only the silence between your lines." ⸻ You are the one who sings love songs. Your voice is gentle enough to make people believe that love is real. You love fast, fall hard, ache deeply - then turn it into lyrics, singing as if your heart has never been broken. I've always been the one sitting in the back row, quietly watching you, listening to your stories of loving someone else. I know every word to your songs, yet none of them are about me. For a long time, I thought that if I stayed kind to you long enough, quietly enough... maybe you'd write something for me. Just a line. Even a single lyric. Even the word "you" - if it meant me - would have been enough. But no. All your songs are love songs. And your love songs... Never included me. You never wrote for me. But I loved you through every song you wrote for someone else. ⸻ The story revolves around my all-time favourite trope: Hanahaki - the kind of unrequited love that's as painful as it is beautiful. No matter how much I write, it still feels like it's never enough to capture that ache. Originally posted this story on AO3, as I usually use Wattpad for Vietnamese works. But after seeing some folks on X mentioning that there aren't many JossGawin fics in English on Wattpad, I thought-why not share mine here too? So there you go, enjoy!
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Thrones of Fire & Bloom
An Original Royal Romance Inspired by Red, White & Royal Blue In a world where crowns weigh heavy and love is a dangerous rebellion, two princes from rival kingdoms find themselves caught between duty, desire, and destiny. Prince Joss Way-Ar Sangngern, the charismatic and fiercely proud heir to the Kingdom of Elaria, is everything tradition demands: polished, powerful, and impeccably guarded. But beneath his polished exterior, he harbors a yearning for freedom that no royal decree can contain. Prince Gawin Fluke Caskey of the Kingdom of Thailand has spent his life in the shadow of expectations-raised to lead with strength yet pressured to hide his truth. When a scandal at a diplomatic banquet ignites a public feud between the two princes, the spark between them is undeniable, and their rivalry quickly becomes something far more intimate. Thrown together by political necessity, Joss and Gawin navigate the treacherous waters of public scrutiny, familial duty, and their own burgeoning feelings. From a disastrous cake incident that shocks both kingdoms, to secret meetings in bookstores and heartfelt confessions beneath the stars, their journey is one of passion, pain, and unwavering hope. As they confront assassination attempts, betrayals, and the unyielding demands of royalty, they must decide what they are willing to sacrifice-and what kind of legacy they want to leave behind. Is love enough to change centuries-old traditions? Can two princes rewrite the rules of power to make room for truth and happiness? Thrones of Fire & Bloom is a sweeping, heartfelt romance about courage, identity, and the fierce beauty of choosing love in a world that demands silence. With slow-burning tension, political intrigue, and tender moments of vulnerability, this story will captivate anyone who believes that sometimes the greatest battles are fought with the heart.
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Karma, Kama, dan Rasa - JossGawin (English Version)
Jovendra Vanalika Sangngern, heir to a powerful empire, lives within a perfection he carefully built to cover the wounds of betrayal. Ghandy Shankara Caskey, an indie singer whose life flows between lyrics, coffee, and silence never sought love, only tried to make sense of what it means to feel. They weren't looking for each other. But the universe has its own way of bringing together two broken souls each wrapped in their own quiet. Between coffee that never goes cold, rain that arrives without warning, and spaces that speak without words feelings slowly begin to grow. This is not a love story that rushes. This is a story of two people learning to touch without haste. A story about feelings that came... even before they had a name. #jossgawin #josswayar #gawincaskey #SlowburnRomance #EmotionalHealing #journeyoflove
In the Quiet Between Wars
Gawin is newly hired as an assistant at a high-end interior design firm in Bangkok, where Joss is the notoriously strict and brilliant creative director. The staff call him "Boss Joss," half out of respect, half out of fear. Gawin, fresh out of university, is nervous but determined to prove himself. However, on his very first day, he messes up a coffee order during a high-stakes client meeting-earning Joss's sharp glare and cutting words. Joss, irritated but intrigued by Gawin's persistence, makes him work overtime to organize a chaotic storeroom. Gawin quietly fumes at the unfairness, calling Joss a tyrant in his head-but something about the older man's poise and authority makes his chest tighten with an unfamiliar emotion. By the end of the chapter, there's tension. Gawin hates how Joss makes him feel so small, but also how his heart pounds every time the man walks past.
[JossGawin] The Final Stop: You.
"You Were Never a Detour. You Were the Destination." ⸻ There are people who only pass through your life for a single night. And yet, they leave behind an entire sky of longing. I never thought there would come a day when I'd want to stop and stay. Never thought the place I'd want to linger the most... would be where our eyes first met. "You were never a temporary shelter. You were where I wanted to begin." ⸻ A story about grown-ups who love each other in silence. A hole I've been digging since last June - posting it now just for the fun of it, though I have no idea when I'll ever fill it back in 🥱
THORNS IN THE HEAT ❤️
Inspired By Twisted Love ( Cuz I love the Whole Twisted Series Sooooo much ) " I never claimed to be Prince Charming, and my love isn't a fairy tale type of love. I'm a fucked‑up person with fucked‑up morals... But you are the only man I have eyes for... if you wanted, I would burn down the world for you." ......

ՏTᑌᑕK Iᑎ ᕼᗴᒪᒪ

{ ՏTᑌᑕK Iᑎ ᕼᗴᒪᒪ } •𝗬𝗶𝗻𝗪𝗮𝗿 𝗔𝗨• [‼️ ON CONSTRUCTION‼️] 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭, 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐢𝐦𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐄𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞-𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝.

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