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Was I away for that long? F4 THAILAND Episode 6

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Whumptober: no. 6 - Made to watch

F4 Thailand: boys over flowers (2021)

Ep 10

Continuation here 🔗

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Kavin x Kaning Requests

I’m begging y’all please write fanfics based on these (please longer ones, but not necessarily multi chapter unless it fits the prompts). These are all Kaning and Kavin fics (each ones a separate story, but some are similar if you wanna take inspiration from whatever you will). Please if you write them, let me know about it and how to find it!! I largely don’t care if they start off as friends and get together or stay friends and the fic just shows more tension or if they’re together and stay together, but please don’t make them end depressingly (like with them together and then broken up at the end). Also I really don’t care if multiple people write on the same thing if that’s a concern (idk).

A Kaning/Kavin fic- Kaning is the daughter of a mafia family. I imagine this as just Gorya already knowing and F4 figuring it out (maybe MJ figures it out first because of the rumors of his family’s involvement)

A Kaning/Kavin fic- Kaning is a rich heiress but no one but Gorya and the owner of the flower shop know. She doesn’t try to hide it but she also doesn’t tell others. Her family likes to stay out of the limelight and especially keeps the children fairly anonymous even from other rich families. Kaning was raised by her father from a certain age but her mother took her from him when she was born and raised her for a bit (in this time she was neglectful and borderline abusive). She also meant Gorya during this time and that’s how they became bffs even though she’s wealthy. So the fic would just be F4 finding out about her being wealthy(maybe she thought they already knew [maybe due to her blasé reaction to just giving away 4000 baht. In the show it was impulsiveness, but in this she could be rich]) and how she was raised (like how her mother treated her. Maybe her and Thyme bond). Maybe the reason she works with Gawao is because he took care of her when her mom wasn’t able to. This will probably change a few things like Kaning’s dad being fired by Roselyn. I like that in some fanfics, she’s a pianist so maybe she goes to a school for music so she’s not necessarily in a normal school, but also not in Kosher.

A Kaning/Kavin fic- takes place after they get together. Kavin being protective of Kaning - like to the point of a fight. Like Kaning’s being threatened by some guy or harassed and Kavin defends her (bonus points if the story mentions the size difference between the two and how small Kaning is. I love the height difference) and they comfort each others afterwards

A Kaning/Kavin fic- Instead of just Gorya, Kaning was also kidnapped by anti-F4 (because they realized she was also important to them, especially Kavin).

A Kaning/Kavin fic- similar to the previous prompt, someone goes after Kaning (verbally or physically) because of Kavin’s playboy past, they say some things about Kavin and Kaning defends him. He also protects her. It’s very sweet. (This could also play out like that one scene in the Nevertheless kdrama, but it actually ends in the two being a stronger place than they were before unlike in that show)

A Kaning/Kavin fic- a customer is making Kaning uncomfortable and Kavin comes in during the interaction and stays with her at the store until he leaves and afterwards to make sure she’s ok

A Kaning/Kavin fic- MJ (and/or Ren) and Kaning becoming best friends, the rest of F4 and Gorya finding it amusing/endearing, and Kavin not necessarily always loving this development in its entirety (but also sometimes still finding it cute)

A Kaning/Kavin fic- Kaning goes to Kosher with Gorya (she does not replace Hana, but instead stands alongside Gorya during that whole thing). She doesn’t necessarily get a red card, but she would try to protect Gorya which might drag her into the bullying. This is how she catches Kavin’s attention and maybe he protects her like Ren protects Gorya. The events progress like in the show. This can also incorporate the above prompt where Kaning is kidnapped alongside Gorya by anti-f4.

A Kaning/Kavin fic- takes place after they get together. Kavin takes Kaning to a club with him (I like the idea of her wearing a little black dress with a black ribbon) and Kavin doesn’t love the amount of people checking out Kaning

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F4 Thailand is hands down the best Boys over Flowers version. I love it. No words. 😭😭😭

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The Misfortunate Incident

Chapter Two

While walking to the kitchen in search of some food after her shower, Emilia heard the familiar tune coming from her phone which notified her that Jessi was calling. Scooping up her phone, she grimaced when thinking about what this conversation would involve. She’d updated Jessi through text about how her presentation had gone and knowing her like she does, Emilia knew she’d have to give her a play by play before she’d even think about letting her stew in her own humiliation.

“He—”

“EMILIA!! Please tell me you were joking!” Jessi cut off. Pushing aside pleasantries between these two was common when there were more important matters to discuss.

“Well, I mean it really does sound worse than—”

“YOU PUKED ON PROFESSOR BARKLEY” her best friend nearly screeched before breaking off into a fit of giggles that made Emilia feel both mortified and amused.

“Jess—"

“Bhahaha—I’m sorry it’s not funny but— “Jessi snorted before another fit of laughter overtook her and interrupted her attempt to comfort her friend.

            Pulling the phone away from her ear Emilia couldn’t help the slight smile that broke across her face, at the sound of her best friend’s uncontrollable laughter caused by her ridiculous misfortune. As she waited for her best friend to finally calm down and regain her barring’s, Emilia let out an amused sign before beginning to prepare her cup noodle dinner.

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“I’m telling you Em, it really isn’t that bad, everyone will forget about it by Tuesday, and it’ll be like it never happened. Besides, if you ask me that was probably the most iconic thing you could’ve done in that class. Everyone knows Barkley is the least interesting, longwinded professor in our university” Jessi snorted after the girls debriefed the events of Emilia’s disaster of a day.

“He looked at me like I’d just ran over his dog as I walked out of class, I probably traumatized the poor man—stop laughing it’s not funny I can hear you!” Emilia whined. She’d long since finished her dinner and settled onto her couch, the girls had switched to facetiming each other halfway through the call. This gave her the perfect view to all her friends gasps and giggles that occurs during the recounting of events that occur in her last lecture of the day.

“Are we going to watch this show or not jess, you’ve only been asking me to watch it for the last couple of weeks” Emilia snorted while searching up her friend’s latest obsession, a show called F4 Thailand, which Jessi hadn’t stopped nagging her to get into since it started airing. After talking they’d decided to watch it together on facetime since neither girl thought it was a good idea to go out considering the weather.

“Yes, gosh we got so sidetracked its literally already nearing 7pm”

“I know, somebody was having too much fun laughing at my pain, you’re. lucky I don’t have work tomorrow or we’d never get to watch—” Emilia’s spiel was cut off as a crack of thunder sounded through the room and echoed from the phone.

            Since they’d been on the phone the storm clouds had rolled in and darkened the once tranquil blue sky, turning it a dark grey almost black while the sun set to light up another part of the world till tomorrow. Her mother had messaged to inform her, shed be spending the night at the hospital to avoid going out in the rain, and asked her to make sure all the windows and front door were locked. She also reminded her daughter where the flashlights were kept in case of a power outage and not to stay up too late just because it was the weekend.

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After settling in and pulling up the show on their respective tv’s, the girls hit play and began to indulge in their favorite past time just like the hopeless romantics they were. The girls loved to throw in their own commentary and overzealous reactions to the scenes playing out before them, which led for the apartments to be filled with laughter and yelling that looked a bit like this.

“Ooh he’s cute, is he the main lead”

“Why was that literally the most dramatic way to bump into someone I’ve ever seen” “Em I’ve honestly seen you do worse, leave that girl alone”

“No because literally all he needed to do was take a wet wipe and clean his shoe, its rhinestone” “I thought the exact same thing when I first saw that scene but like he’s also supposed to be a spoiled brat so”

“Wow she literally walked away from her when the ONLY reason she’s even getting bullied is because of her, I’m going to swing” “My thing is like okay yea I get not wanting to get bullied but like no one was even around, SHE COULD’VE ATLEAST SAID HI”

“Why is MJ kinda...” “Right, they need to give my man more appreciation”

“AHH NOT HIM BUYING THE BUS SHE TAKES” “IF HE WNTED TO HE WOULD”

“No wait—” A crack or thunder accompanied the tv and lights in the apartment shutting off and plunging the two girls into darkness with a screech.

“Ugh you have got to be kidding me right now” “No we were literally only on episode four you haven’t even got to see the best parts yet”

            Sighing while getting up from the couch, Emilia headed to the kitchen cabinet under the sink to retrieve the flashlight and shine some light in the otherwise pitch-black living room. Walking back into her living room she calls out to Jessi and lets her know they’ll have to continue tomorrow before they bid goodbye and hang up for the night.

            After double checking all the windows and front door locks, she was about to head into her room when she saw what she thought was a spark coming from the outlet that the tv was plugged into. Standing completely still it only took a minute before she once again saw the flick of sparks coming from the outlet, and decided it was better to unplug the set for the night than risk the possibility of a fire starting while she slept.

Crouching down she reached out for the plug, when -- CRASH -- the sound of a frame being knocked to the floor caused her to jump back onto her bottom while looking over to the source of the sound and seeing her cat Salem sitting on the counter while cleaning his paws.

“Do only exist to give me heart attacks” she chided while shaking her head and resting her hand on her chest to calm down. She’d always hated thunderstorms and now without the distraction of the tv and the only light filling the room being that of the flashlight coupled with the occasional flash of lighting, her fear was being to creep up on her.

Taking a second to collect her thoughts she refocused on her goal of unplugging the tv and heading to bed to sleep off the remanent of the day. Reaching forward she grasped the plug and pulled before she saw a bigger spark ignite and an intense buzz run up her arm through her body before everything went black.

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Stop Being So Indie

A/N: What’s this? A fanfic? Wow! XD Anyways, I was mulling for this idea for a couple days now and I decided to act on it. And surprise, I ended up binging F4 Thailand: Boys Over Flowers and had to write something for these boys. This series will be Ren centric! This is gonna have three parts, maybe four if I’m up for it! This is my first time writing for this fandom so I apologize if they’re not completely in character but as always, I did my best! I really hope you guys like it and look for more chapters to come <3 

Summary: When MJ, Kavin and Thyme notice Ren being more indie than before, the three come up with a plan to make the F4 member smile, laugh and relax for a change.

Word Count: 1361

“Yo Ren! Let’s go do something fun! It’s a nice night and I think we deserve some time to have fun! Come on! Get your coat and let’s go!” Pausing as he went to add a stroke of red paint to the canvas, Ren found his peaceful silence being disrupted by none other than MJ, the other F4 member strolling into his condo without knocking. It’s not like it’s anything new to Ren since his friends tend to always burst into his condo like it’s their own place. Letting out a sigh, Ren finished what he was going to do on the canvas and dropped his paintbrush in the water bucket, swirling it to clean it before he stood up and forced himself away from the painting. He knew he wasn’t going to finish it that night since MJ apparently had a plan. “There we go! Come on! We have a night of music and girls waiting for us!” 

Rolling his eyes with amusement, Ren quickly grabbed his coat and rushed to put it on as MJ pushed him out the door. Thankful for a self-locking door, Ren buttoned up his coat just as they were maneuvered into the elevator, the lift taking them down to the ground floor where MJ’s motorbike was waiting for them. 

“Do we have to take your bike? Let’s just take my car,” Ren grumbled even though he knew that there was no talking MJ out of a motorbike ride. Listening to MJ grumble about the traffic and that a motorcycle would be faster, Ren slipped on the helmet MJ was handing him. He climbed onto the bike, holding onto MJ’s black leather jacket. Wasting no time revving the motor, MJ kicked the stand up and sped out of the parking lot, cackling when Ren tightened his hold around his waist. The grip Ren had on him made it seem like he was holding on for dear life. “Slow down! Are you trying to kill us?!” 

Not quite knowing how long he had a death grip on his friend for, Ren let out a breath of relief when he felt the bike come to the stop. Releasing his fists from MJ’s clothing, Ren removed the helmet with shaky hands, listening as the bass from the loud music coming from the club was making the ground under their feet tremble. Giving MJ a glare when he laughed at the expression on his face, Ren huffed and pushed the helmet into MJ’s chest. Slipping off the bike, Ren held onto MJ’s shoulder since his legs felt like jelly from the wild ride he was forced to take. 

“Ren! It wasn’t that bad! You’re just not used to riding my bike is all. Oooh, don’t give me that look! We’re here to have fun so let’s party a little, yeah?” MJ cackled, removing his helmet and placing it next to Ren’s on his bike, his arm wrapping around Ren’s shoulders as he led him towards the entrance of the club. Nodding to the bouncers when they were let in immediately, MJ continued to lead Ren into the club until they came to the main area, the music loud and special effects bright in the otherwise darkened room. Weaving around the mass of people with ease, MJ sat Ren down at his usual table and motioned for a waiter. “What would you like to drink? If we both get drunk we can just sleep here for the night. The place has rooms in the back so we won’t have to drive back…”

Leaning his face on his hand while he listened to MJ ramble on, Ren perked up slightly when the waiter came by, ready to take their orders of whatever they wanted. OrderING some new mixed drinks the bar just introduced, Ren turned his gaze to the dance floor, vaguely hearing that MJ ordered the same thing he did. 

“Since when were you a mixed drink kind of guy? Don’t you normally drink beer?” Ren questioned, his eyes focusing back on MJ who was distracted with something on his cell before his attention was dragged back to Ren. 

“Yeah, normally I do but I want to try something different tonight! Where’s the fun in having the same thing every time I’m here?” MJ responded, pocketing his phone when their drinks were delivered. Eyeing the colorful drinks with pineapple slices pressed against the sugar coated rims, MJ and Ren glanced at each other and back at the drinks. Ren couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped his lips when MJ picked up the martini glass, the sight of a young man in all black holding such a colorful beverage was too much for Ren not to laugh. “Aye, don’t laugh at me! Just drink before I drag you onto the dance floor…”

Rolling his eyes at the threat, Ren calmed himself and picked up the glass, clinking it against MJ’s as they took a sip. Letting out a hum at the taste, Ren glanced at MJ and felt his eyes widen when his friend literally gulped the whole thing, the glass coming back empty as it was placed on the table once more. Meeting Ren’s shocked gaze, MJ grinned and urged Ren to do the same. Taking it like a challenge, Ren knew he shouldn’t but threw the thought out the window, guzzling the rest of the mixed drink until the glass was empty, licking his lips when the sugar from the rim coated them. 

“That’s it! Let’s let loose for once! OH! They’re playing my song! Ren! To the dance floor!” MJ exclaimed, urging Ren out of the booth with impatience. Removing his coat in time to toss it in the booth, Ren bit back a yelp when his wrist was grabbed and he was tugged towards the dance floor, the music becoming louder and the scent of so much perfume and cologne clouding his sense of smell. 

Taking his eyes off the people around them, Ren focused back on MJ only to see his friend letting loose. Swaying to the music himself, Ren couldn’t help the smile that slipped onto his face as he observed the way MJ danced, the other obviously not caring about the people around them as he waved his arms around. As if he felt Ren’s gaze on him, MJ caught his eyes and grinned mischievously, Ren not having time to react when his arms were grabbed and MJ brought him close, circling them around like some kind of off balanced twister. 

“There’s the smile we love!” MJ cheered when he noticed the wide grin on Ren’s face, along with the squeak of laughter Ren had let out. Rolling his eyes in amusement, Ren continued to let himself get circled around, MJ finally slowing down when a wave of dizziness passed over the both of them. Cackling together, the two leaned into each other, their smiles fading to something softer when MJ swayed their bodies, deciding not to be so chaotic anymore with the way they moved. “How are you feeling? More relaxed?”

“I was relaxed until I got dragged by my chaotic friend for a night of fun…but thanks…I guess I needed this,” Ren chuckled, allowing his body to circle when MJ twirled them, continuing to sway to the music. Snickering at the way Ren had put his way of dragging him out for a night of fun, MJ continued to grin and dance, not letting go of his friend’s body. “Why did you drag me out to begin with? Don’t you normally go with Kavin to places like this?”

Letting out a hum, MJ didn’t answer the question and just gave Ren a wink, the other F4 member furrowing his brow. Letting the thought sit on the backburner for now, Ren allowed himself to be dragged around the dance floor once more, not complaining as MJ danced wildly again, the looks he was getting from the other dancers on the floor making Ren cackle again. Smiling secretly when he heard the chuckle, MJ danced around Ren and continued to make him laugh, his grin of success bright against the strobing lights around them. 

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You seem... confused. F4 THAILAND Episode 6

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Ren despierta. Levántate, Gorya hizo galletas con la forma de mi cara. Admira la magnificencia. Puede que no se vea tan bien como el verdadero yo... pero al ver lo duro que trabajo en eso yo...

¡Ren, escúpelo!

¡Ren, escupe mi galleta!

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someone say that to me plz

Some girls cry pretty. But tears are not for someone like you. Dry your tears and get back to being a fighter.

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"When will Nani do a role where the fandom doesn't hope for him to kiss a guy?" Wrong question. When will Nani do a role where he actually kisses a guy?