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They hadn’t had the chance to spend a lot of time together today. Even though they made sure to check in with each other, with Dunk buying him an unsweetened matcha tea and other snacks and Joong keeping an eye on him all day to make sure he wasn’t being overwhelmed but also having fun, they just ran in different circles. It usually happens. They are different when it comes to this thing: Dunk doesn’t like crowds all the time, he loses his social battery rather easily and gets too overwhelmed too soon, whereas Joong thrives in them, always at the center of a party. Although, there are times when Dunk's social battery runs longer and wilder than Joong’s himself, but he does tend to be in the outer circles of attention.
His chest feels so full as he looks at Dunk's back facing him, the beautiful man asleep on the far right of the two single beds he has conjoined. Joong has missed him so much the entire day. He walks in and shuts the door, making sure to be as quiet as he can.
Joong, Dunk, and all the love they have for one another. All the emotions that overflow and seep into their being.
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Tangled Hearts and Destructive Desires by peachstawberry (FiltersShadow)
Fandoms: Thai Actor RPF
07 May 2026
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What is the secret behind a strong, longstanding friend group? One that has seen the highest and the lowest points of each person, through teenage to adulthood? Of course, love is a significant and major answer. Love, which is seen in their everyday actions for each other. There is no denial there.
What about the secrets within, though?
Is it necessary that a group of best friends is completely open books for each other? Or maybe, just maybe, what keeps the friendships strong and alive are the deeply locked secrets themselves. Maybe it's the burial of confessions.
This is the story at the heart of friendships, with branches tangled in love. By the end of it all, will any of it survive without dooming scars?
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Dear Somebody's Son by peachstawberry (FiltersShadow)
Fandoms: Thai Actor RPF, JASP.ER (Band)
13 Apr 2026
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All roads lead to Rome, Dunk has heard so many people say it, but hasn’t seen physical manifestations of it. When he steps out into the balcony, he sees a tall man standing there; in ridiculously stylized wide legged jeans with chains hanging around the pockets and a plain white shirt, buttons halfway undone. Dunk knows him, has heard so much about him, has watched him on his screen.
It doesn’t stop the awe from overtaking his body.
Joong Archen Aydin. He is leaning against the railing, hair cleanly framing his face, grazing the back of his neck, swooped prettily over his ears. There is a cigarette hanging between his fingers, his phone in another hand. Dunk stands frozen for a moment, so many emotions flowing through his body.
All roads lead to Rome. He doesn’t know why he thinks of that now of all time, but when Joong looks up from his phone to Dunk, he straightens up. Their eyes meeting is like a buried tale of mystics, lost to time or to change. He sees the glint in Joong’s eyes, the way his mouth falls open, just a little.
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baby i'm obsessed with you, and there's no replica by peachstawberry (FiltersShadow)
Fandoms: Thai Actor RPF
10 Apr 2026
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Every path, eventually, no matter how straight and no matter unidirectional, somehow, reaches a crossroad and forces you to choose a direction. Dunk’s life used to be simple. He grew up under his parents’ protective care and love, and let time take him wherever it wanted to lead. There wasn’t ever much to ponder over; even through doubts, worries, and insecurities, he hadn’t felt much conflicted.
That is, until he met him. There are moments one comes across that are life-changing, and they feel monumental, almost miraculous. But that wasn’t the case with Dunk. There wasn’t anything particularly announcing to him that his life would take a completely different direction. Rather, meeting Joong felt like the first time he ever settled in, like the first breath of fresh air he had, like he was looking at the clear sky filled with stars out of the polluted metropolis of Bangkok.
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Sicheng comes and goes a couple more times in the month, but nobody makes any snide remarks towards Yuta. They perhaps have taken a hint . . . or perhaps they have more gripping things to deal with.
The archived chat stays untouched: spiders collected in the room butterflies once flew in. It gets quite concerning because WayV still performs as five. In the middle of the night, when Yuta finds it hard to sleep, he wonders about it. What is crueler? Letting the group be seen without a person when he's right there or having the person perform to a list of songs he's been excluded from?
The last time something like this happened to Sicheng, Yuta had hugged him so close to his chest that he was drowned in the splatters of Sicheng's broken heart. He wonders if Sicheng has anyone to hold him close now.
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The fancon is in two days, and Dunk feels a little impish and jittery: a feeling he cannot shake away. It only gets worse when his boyfriend posts a video of him kissing his cat while being shirtless.
Dunk cannot take his eyes off of it, but also, something tugs at his chest, because he is supposed to be Joong's favourite kitten.
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between the cracks, at the center of me by peachstawberry (FiltersShadow)
Fandoms: Thai Actor RPF
16 Mar 2026
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It comes as easily as all that he has loved. He doesn't even know what it took, or when exactly the moment was. But Joong comes to the easy realisation that if he were to fall to his demise today, the only regret he would have is not having accomplished Dunk's happiness.
Wherein Joong moves into a new apartment and finds a purpose when he meets a beautiful man hiding scars that root deep into his spirit.
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“Wanna come up,” Minghao asks him, blinking away sleep, smiling just a little, cutely. Mingyu freezes on the spot, eyes focused on the side of Minghao's face. “Um, can't, sorry. I have work,” he sputters out before he can think.
What is obvious is Minghao's curiosity. He hasn't pried, ever. Even before, when they were only friends. But Mingyu is hyperaware of the fact that Minghao looks at him like he is waiting for Mingyu to open up. He is, right now, looking at Mingyu like he knows he is being lied to.
“Okay. Can I stay over at yours then? I'll pack an overnight bag,” he offers, testing waters perhaps. And Mingyu has two options: either take up the challenge and show Minghao nothing is wrong or keep him curious.
“Okay,” Mingyu answers over the bile in his throat. Minghao laughs, loud and concerning, all sleep gone out of his eyes. “Good night, Mingyu. Text me when you reach,” he says and gets out of the car, leaving Mingyu feeling like every bit of the loser he is.
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The wind is a little strong for a March afternoon, Riku is going to scold him for messing up his face and hair—just a little, though, because Riku is too nice to him. “How old are you, Jaehee-ssi,” Donghyuck asks, offering him a cigarette.
Daeyoung bows and accepts it, fishing for the lighter in his pocket. “I will be twenty-four this year.” Donghyuck nods as Daeyoung lights up his cigarette for him. “Say, do we have time for a little story, young man?”
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“Ten hyung, wait!”
There is something so magical about life, something so out of the thinking boundaries of a human- so incomprehensible that one starts believing in mysticism. Even as I stop and turn around, I don’t feel the world stop- not even for a miniscule of a second. It should have, it must have. The excitement, the smile, the endearing eyes. My blood should have punched my gut to grow a garden in my heart. I should have wanted to fall on my bare knees on the ground and grovel with affection.
But I stand there, numb eyes and steady lips. A stinging pain at the back of my head, and I hear a little shatter from behind my ribcage. “Yes, Jae?"
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For a long time, Donghyuck neither admitted to it nor denied. He is inert, after all. But his friends saw right through him. Perhaps they saw him falling even before he realised he was going to, and maybe they even tried to catch him from falling face first into the pit of fast-sand. But who has ever been able to stop the doom of a destined loser?
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Spending years with Johnny taught Ten that men are no less when it comes to insanity. It’s just society naturalises it, builds the world to facilitate the textbook idea of a man that’s kept happy by crushing everything else. If traditionally women’s insanity rises from frustration and depersonalisation, men’s thrives in the power-trip of it all.
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They're standing at the doorway, the door still open. Anyone could walk in, but nobody ever does uninformed. He doesn't have to worry about the neighbours, the ones living a floor above evacuated a week ago. Ten doesn't want to mind being seen kissing Johnny though.
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He tries to be humble. Of course he does. Despite the fact that he is known to do embarrassing things on the regular, he has some dignity. He wouldn’t go so far as to embarrass himself in front of anyone for being a fucking narcissistic asshole who fakes orgasms out of pity.
Ten struggles with his sex life and the only thing that seems to help is looking at himself.
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Jaehyun being in love with and loving Sicheng isn’t much of a secret between them and among their friends; even when nobody actively mentions it and even when Sicheng stubbornly refuses to acknowledge it, Jaehyun’s love for him is present, burning like the sun’s fire. But also, Jaehyun knows Sicheng is a mess.
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- Part 3 of a crumpled paper, a vibrant red ink
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You click so many pictures of me. What's the point? You never post any anyway,” Sicheng pouts, but he is not very serious about it. Jaehyun takes another picture before he meets Sicheng's eyes directly, the camera back to being hung around his neck.
"If people see how you look in my pictures, I'll be in huge trouble,” he replies, barely above a whisper, a multitude of flowers of love blossoming in his heart. Sicheng scoffs yet again and Jaehyun doesn't know if he is pretending oblivion.
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- Part 6 of Neo Canon (Compliant) Tales: One Shots
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“Trust me, okay? Remember your boundaries and know that you can trust me to know them, too.”
It has been established. Boundaries and trust.
Ten has kept up to it. He has known Sicheng inside out, weirdly always did. Even when Sicheng believes they're well within his boundaries, Ten has stopped, because he apparently could see it not working out for Sicheng. Even now as Sicheng's hands and legs are tied to the bedposts in Ten's bedroom, stark naked, Sicheng should trust him; Sicheng trusts him. Ten knows him, he always knows what will make Sicheng go crazy, what will make him cry out of pleasure.
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Yuta can watch him all his life and he knows Sicheng will allow him. Even if he goes all shy and embarrassed and hits Yuta’s bicep in annoyance, Sicheng will allow Yuta the privilege of watching him all day. It ever so happens when they are in different countries and they get a fraction to them, they facetime and Yuta spends half of it just staring. Sicheng never complains that he is wasting their already limited time. He just covers his face and laughs in the pretty way he does and peaks from between his fingers to look back at him.
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- Part 5 of Neo Canon (Compliant) Tales: One Shots
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“I saw your fashion week pictures, you’re so pretty,” Jaehyun says, suddenly so soft and romantic. It is like the beast has evaporated and Sicheng doesn’t know how to feel about it.
It has been months since his appearance in the Paris Fashion Week, he has been back to Seoul thrice before since then, and neither of the times he got to meet Jaehyun (because he was there for really brief periods). So maybe it does feel very new to Jaehyun, it always is new to him until Sicheng hears of it directly from him. Sicheng places his hands on the railing and bows his head. “Thank you. Taeyong hyung was really handsome too.”
Another deep chuckle from Jaehyun. “Hmm, he did look very cute. But,” he pauses to hook his head on Sicheng’s shoulder and kiss his cheek, “I didn’t look at him and go ‘God, I wanna kiss him senseless so bad’ honestly, so yeah.”
Sicheng has this innate need to have Jaehyun have his way with him, Sicheng just doesn't want to be responsible for anything.
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- Part 2 of a crumpled paper, a vibrant red ink
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“Are we going to give it to him for free,” Jaehyun questions, an eyebrow raised and Johnny nods. “We can’t. They are expensive and every employee took their free dessert today.” Johnny sighs, almost exasperated. “Fine, I’ll pay for it. Just pack it for him, he seems like he could use a little surprise.”
Jaehyun eyes him, squinting. It is like he is judging Johnny mildly, but to Johnny’s relief, he keeps quiet and does what he is asked. It is not as if any of them have any energy to argue at this point of the night. Besides, Jaehyun has nothing to lose and Johnny isn’t someone who hasn’t done something like this before. “I hope your assumption that he likes chocolate cupcakes with shit tons of rainbow sprinkles is right,” Jaehyun teases as he hands Johnny the box.
Johnny incidentally meets a guy who looks like he has a story... and he happens to be super adorable