Probably one of my favorite shots of khao ever he’s so pretty he just begs to be painted 🙏
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Probably one of my favorite shots of khao ever he’s so pretty he just begs to be painted 🙏

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Do the Baptists know their worship music is being used to promote the very first Thai Omegaverse BL? Both asking to be filled. One by the Holy Spirit, the other by—*gunshots*
lesbian thk appearance headcanons
i'm sorry i never did your tag game. i love you
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I Can Feel the Soil
Summary:
“Do you… Do you know who it is?” Sand asks.
Ray nods, just once.
“Mew. It has to be. It’s always been Mew.”
or: Ray develops hanahaki disease and is forced to reckon with his relationship to life, death, and love.
Inspired by/title from the song 'I Know It's Over' by The Smiths
Relationship: Ray/Sand
Rating: E
Words: 28,235 ; Chapters: 1/1
Tags:
Hanahaki Disease, whump, vomiting, alcohol abuse/alcoholism, recreational drug use, service top Sand, pillow princess Ray, implied/referenced suicide, suicidal thoughts, self-hatred, hospitals, supernatural elements, heavy angst, smut, body worship, hurt/comfort, eventual happy ending
The reception on this after just a week since I’ve posted it has blown me away, I’m so happy everyone’s enjoying it (is misery a kind of enjoyment? I think so, at least for me and the rest of the masochistic freaks who enjoy pain).
I said this in the a/n, but I started writing this in November of last year and just kept adding and deleting and changing and tweaking things and it finally got to a place I’m really happy with, so seeing everyone’s comments about how it made them cry or laugh or jerk off or sob into their pillow (while jerking off) have meant so much to me, lol. Horny crying is the exact type of vibe I aim to curate always <3
Anyway, thanks again and go read this if you haven’t and/or want to. I’m not even ur real dad I can’t tell u what to do

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(Tortured, brokenly, and despairingly) guess I gotta go jerk off about this now
They keep making Tanrak look up at Barth and I'm having Thoughts and Feelings about it
In which Joong is slowly but surely building a mini zoo in his house (to his mom’s amusement and dismay 😂)
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08/06/2026
I’ll make all your dreams come true. Wait, let me say that again… I’ll make all our dreams come true. Thank you, Kant.
THE HEART KILLERS | EP12
Khaotung thinking about the wilted cucumber….
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05/06/2026

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Ever since I showed my mom my firstkhaotung photocards she thinks I like bts. She’s always sending me articles about bts and listings for bts merch. Mother not every pretty southeast asian twink is bts I cannot stress this enough
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I Can Feel the Soil
Summary:
“Do you… Do you know who it is?” Sand asks.
Ray nods, just once.
“Mew. It has to be. It’s always been Mew.”
or: Ray develops hanahaki disease and is forced to reckon with his relationship to life, death, and love.
Inspired by/title from the song 'I Know It's Over' by The Smiths
Relationship: Ray/Sand
Rating: E
Words: 28,235 ; Chapters: 1/1
Tags:
Hanahaki Disease, whump, vomiting, alcohol abuse/alcoholism, recreational drug use, service top Sand, pillow princess Ray, implied/referenced suicide, suicidal thoughts, self-hatred, hospitals, supernatural elements, heavy angst, smut, body worship, hurt/comfort, eventual happy ending
Some day I want to see a show that does the “no filler episodes” thing from the opposite direction. Just a whole season worth of low-stakes character pieces that seem to move the overall story absolutely nowhere, then episode 26 pulls all the triggers at once and this massive Rube Goldberg machine of a plot the show’s been quietly setting up in the background the whole time hits you like a truck.
Incredible one-liners as always
PremKhao + Sea during in the behind the scenes of LOL for Live House.

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I’m not watching any BLs right now. Let’s fix that!
Which of these should I be watching?
ChermChey
When Oranges Fall
Love Upon a Time
Your Dear Daddy
Lately, it’s Winter Season
Love of Silom
Crazy Love, Moo-Moo!
In honor of Love of Silom winning this poll, here’s a picture released this week of the Thai police catching a criminal by going undercover as dancers.
the music, everyone staring at them, judging, accusatory, this is very on brand with the catholic church, this show is awakening so much internalized rage