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I’m just imagining really funny Tsundere!Phupha headcanons that I’m going to write about and one of them is Tian had got some roses from the market or something and was carefully admiring them trying to avoid the thorns as he was turning them around and then Phupha walks over plucks the roses out of Tian’s hand and Tian’s like wtf and Phupha takes out a knife and just cuts the thorns off of all of the stems and this takes him like three minutes and he drops the roses back on Tian’s lap. Tian just looks so adorsbly confused and then slow understanding dawns on him, Longtae’s eyes are luminous with glee and Dr. Nam is just absolutely trying not to lose his shit

“Tian, can you buy a bouquet of roses next time?” Rang asks. “That way Phupha will be so busy taking off the thorns that he won’t be able to take us on patrol and we can go home early.”

And then Phupha yells at Rang, Nam finally loses it and starts howling with laughter, Yod bats his eyes in an exaggerated way at Phupha and asks him if he’d please take all the skin off of the apples that he brought, Longtae is laughing, a beautiful clear sound that carries, and Tian is just in the middle of it all, frozen with a blush on his face, unable to react except to run his fingers over the thornless stems over and over and over.

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[At a drinking party in the forest ranger quarters all tipsy]

Dr. Nam: lights, camera, action!

Rang: Oh, hi Huna *makes puppy dog eyes and bats eyelashes*

Yod: *puts on a stern face* it’s n-not like I like you or anything b-baka!

Rang: Huna, *bats eyelashes* can you please take me to Pa Phun Dao cliff? Please? Please?

Yod: No. because I am definitely not in love with you and I do not want to make out with you in the moonlight. And also I totally don’t spend all my shifts staring at you like a total loser.

Dr. Nam: *tries to gesture wildly for Yod and Rang to stop*

Rang, not seeing Nam’s gestures: Oh that’s okay Huna I’ll just ask Longtae to take me *exaggerated sad face*

Yod, ignoring Nam: I WILL LET YOU USE ME AS A HUMAN STONE TO STEP ON ALL THE WAY THERE JUST FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT TAKE LONGTAE

Rang: Wow, Huna, despite having the emotional expressions of a rock that got Botox, I can tell you truly care about me!

Yod: *puts on emotionally constipated face* what are you talking about I don’t even know your name, Tian Sopasitsakun and I totally don’t space out and think of your dumb sparkly eyes during patrol—

Phupha, who was standing behind them for the last two minutes with a deep frown on his face: I hope you two are having fun.

Yod and Rang: Oh wow funny seeing you here sir—

Phupha, frowning even more: I live here. And work here. And so do you.

Dr. Nam: Oh, look over there, Chief! Longtae and Tian are walking by and I think they’re hugging—

Phupha, jerking his head around in the direction Nam pointed: Where?? I don’t see them— are you sure you— *turns back around to see Yod and Rang have run away screaming “THANKS DOC I OWE YOU ONE”

Phupha, looking at Nam with the most disgruntled face ever: I am going to punt you all the way down to Chiang Mai.

Dr. Nam: Okay okay whatever, but you HAVE thought his eyes were sparkly during patrol right?

Phupha, rolling his eyes:...

Dr. Nam: Yeah, that’s what I thought :D

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Sarawat: Roses are red, violets are blue, I do like Scrubb, but I love you

Khai: Roses are red, I love you truly, my dearest Third, ya wanna watch a movie?

Kurosawa: Roses are red, Adachi is FINE😍 it doesn’t even matter if he can read my mind!

Phupha: If roses are red...then where is Tian

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While y’all lovely angels r waiting for the update to my Phutian fic (which will hopefully be this Saturday or Sunday!!) check this out!

after my current ATOTS fic is done, I’m gonna write another fantasy fic about how Phupha is a protector of the forests and one day he sees a glimpse of a beautiful forest spirit and chases it without success. Phupha’s so head over heels for the forest spirit that he doesn’t even realize that the baker’s son in the village, Tian, has a giant crush on him.

Phupha chases the spirit, who only appears during the sunset. The spirit runs away from him, but looks back and laughs and smiles every so often. He leads Phupha over crystal lakes and giant mountains, but always disappears at the end right when Phupha gets close enough to tap on his shoulder.

At the end of every chase, Phupha, ravenously hungry, goes to the bakery on his way home to buy more food. So he sees Tian every day, and even though Phupha swears his heart belongs to the forest spirit, he can’t help the unfurling fondness in his chest for the son of the baker, who constantly gets into trouble, is always hiding from someone or dropping something. And he always, always has flour on his face. At first, Phupha pretends not to know about the clear fondness that Tian has for him, ignoring every hint that Tian drops about hanging out together or about his love life. He’s singularly focused on catching that spirit and seeing his face up close for the first time.

But one day, Phupha walks into the bakery after another tiring chase and sees a handsome man, the son of the village chief, flirting with Tian. This starts a conflict in his heart as he doesn’t understand just why he got so angry when that happened.

It keeps going like that where even though Phupha keeps chasing the spirit every evening, his feelings for Tian grow bigger and bigger than those for the spirit. Phupha struggles a lot with these feelings until one day, he sees Longtae rehearsing asking Tian out on a date.

That’s when Phupha realizes he’s willing to give up chasing that beautiful, ethereal forest spirit so that he could truly love Tian, this troublesome, hopeless romantic, too genuine boy that always greets Phupha with a soft “Huana”, a tone that he doesn’t— and shouldn’t— use with anyone else.

And with that realization, he runs into the bakery, takes Tian’s hand and almost drags him out (poor, confused boy) and takes him to the crystal lake. Even though Tian is really clumsy, he’s still able to navigate the woods with relative ease, although he tripped (a little too on the nose) when Phupha looked at him with puzzled eyes.

They get to the lake where the sun is starting to set and Phupha says,

“Tian, I’m in love with you. The you that drops a tray on his own feet, the you that always has flour smeared on your face. The you that got into a fight with those dishonest traders from out of town and then had to spend the entire day hiding behind the counter. The you that is brave, that risks your own life to make sure that the townspeople aren’t cheated, the you who is so gifted with bread that the entire store always smells like heaven, the you with such bright, determined eyes that my fatigue goes away when I see you, the you who says my name softer than anyone else alive. If you love me back, let me take care of you, and please take care of me. I give you my heart.”

And then Tian responds with neither a yes or a no, but a completely unexpected, breathless, elated, “you caught me.”

And Phupha just goes “WHAT?” His brain is confused but his heart is starting to connect the dots.

The sun starts to set then and Tian starts to glow so bright that Phupha has to close his eyes, and when he opens them again it’s the forest spirit standing in front of him. But now that Phupha can see his face closely, he realizes that the spirit is and has always been Tian, though in this form he’s wearing a spotted deer pelt, has longer hair, pointed ears, markings on his face, and glowing eyes.

“I’ve been waiting so long for you, Phupha.”

END

bonus:

“How did I not connect the dots at all before this?”

“My dad always took over when the sun started to set, but obviously you didn’t know this, because you were always out looking for me.”

“You troublemaker!”

“It’s a good thing I’m cute, right?”

“You have flour on your nose. Again.”

“Just admit it! I’m very, very cute.”

“I never said you weren’t. You are. But don’t make me climb a mountain to chase you again. My legs can’t take it.”

“Can your legs take THIS”

“Oomph— Tian, you are a fully grown man. My legs are going to fall asleep with you sitting on them!”

“So much for romance. I’m gonna run away again.

“No, please don’t, has anyone told you that you’re very cute? And that I’m very tired?”

“Hmmph.”

“Don’t be like that, Tian. Can I get a kiss?”

“Not from this forest spirit.”

“Then from the baker?”

“Fine.”

“I said KISS not rub the flour onto MY nose!”

“Hee hee hee look at you now Chief Phupha The Protector of the Forests with flour on your NOSE hee hee hee :D”

“God, you’re annoying. I love you so much.”

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Will u update your Ao3 phuphatian fanfic? Its from 2021

Hi!!! Yes I plan to update it!!!! I’ve been getting a couple comments about it and I plan to update it this weekend!

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I’m back again part 2 ahhhhhhh HELLO how are y’all! Here to stay this time !!!! Last time I forgot my login but thank god now I have it

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HI IM BAcK SINCE FOREVER ARE ANY OF MY MOOTS STILL ALIVE

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I know I’m being an insufferable worldbuilding nerd here, but my basic metric for evaluating media with very inhuman protagonists is “how easily can one offer a complete and coherent account of this media’s plot without ever mentioning the fact that the protagonist is, for example, a talking car?”. The harder it is, the higher it scores.

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My Dashboard (and my amazing mutuals) are watching bad buddy so,,,,,,, HERE I GO

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oh me? I’m fine!! I’m just here imagining Tine do his Mr. Chic dance and Sarawat gets so overwhelmed by the cuteness that he just hugs Tine close with no words

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hey yall I’m bacc what new bl dramas have u been watching! I need recs

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Type: Man, this is your 20th chicken wing.

Man: I’m a growing boy.

Type: Man. You are twenty four.

Sarawat: The brain only fully matures at twenty five, did you know that?

Type: Shut it Sarawat or I’ll tell Tine about the “Tine Shrine” you made in your supply closet. Also, that doesn’t apply here. Man doesn’t have a brain.

Boss: Yeah that’s the only reason he’s dating y— P’TYPE I WAS JOKING IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY

Sarawat: How do you know about the Tine Shri—MAN! Did you tell him?

Man: What can I say Sarawat his lips are so soft

Sarawat: What, you’re not embarrassed P’Type? Usually you get so mad when he says that!

Type: Why would I be embarrassed? It is true: My lips are soft...it’s because I use chapatick.

Man: Yeah he uses vanilla chapstick.

Boss: Wait how do you— oh...

Sarawat: Now are you embarrassed P’ Type?

Type; that’s it I’m telling Tine about the Tine Shrine.

Boss: It’s okay Wat! He’ll never know about the other one!

Type: Other one?

Type walks up to Man and looks up at him through his eyelashes. Then he gets on his tiptoes and shyly presses a kiss onto Man’s cheek.

Man: SARAWAT MADE A PENTAGRAM TO SUMMON A DEMON TO GIVE MIL CHLAMYDIA

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jittirain bl’ dramas + confession

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i don't wanna love myself like "buy this feel good". i wanna love myself like i made a sandwich for later because i knew i'd be too busy. i wanna love myself like hang on take a breath do you actually like this. i wanna love myself like okay we're gonna set a reminder to get up and brush our teeth. i wanna love myself like - it's okay to say no, it's okay to take that nap, it's okay to go home.

i don't wanna feel sexy like tv. i don't wanna feel sexy like little black dress. i wanna feel sexy like high note during karaoke. like just got done writing 14 pages of poetry. like let me show you this scarf i've been knitting. i wanna feel sexy like hand on the back of the headrest while you parallel park. like did i tell you about that time i saved a baby bird. like don't tell her but i've been sneaking money into her purse.

i don't wanna feel pretty like expensive. like high fashion. like paid to be here. i wanna feel pretty like a bird in a puddle. i wanna feel pretty like streak of dyed hair. i wanna feel pretty like calligraphy, like new leaves, like a skinned knee bleed, like a dog running at full speed. i wanna feel pretty like lying next to you. i wanna feel pretty like the new album just dropped, i wanna feel pretty like a shower, i wanna feel pretty like a stone wall all covered in moss.

i keep saying body neutrality. that feels negative - no bad things, no good things, just body. but i mean - my body is neutral like a flower is neutral like an oil slick is neutral like a day is neutral, too. my body is neutral so a kiss can feel like lightning so a dance can feel like a hula hoop so a walk to get coffee can feel like - god, i'm so happy to just be around you.

my body is a site. not the source of the joy, just where i can find it. i don't wanna love like - finally got my body tight/forced myself through a diet/whatever trend is the current hype. i wanna love myself like - i go to this river and i find gold every time i shift around inside it. i wanna love myself like - i feel sexy because it's sexy to be alive, and laughing. i wanna love myself like - bitch, i could have died, and i didn't, and if that isn't the prettiest almost in the whole world, than i don't know what is.

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Know what I’m salty about?

In all my art classes, I was never taught HOW to use the various tools of art.

Like yes, form, and shape and space and color theory and figure drawing is important, but so is KNOWING what different tools do.

I’m 29 and I JUST learned this past month that India Ink is fucking waterproof when it dries. Why is this important? Because I can line something in India Ink and then go over it with watercolors. And that has CHANGED the ENTIRE way I art and the ease I can create with.

tldr: Art Teachers: teach your students what different tools do. PLEASE.

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Tian casually says this and Phupha overreacts

“What do you mean Tian do I not make you feel wanted? I give you good morning kissies every day!!”

Yod, Rang, and Nam: I do not get paid enough to deal with this

if u put a cake under a box propped up by a stick tied to a string i will go for it without hesitation. i am aware i will get trapped but it feels nice to be wanted sometimes

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all my organs are continuously exploding 24/7. every day when i get home i love nothing more than to pull all my eyelashes out as quickly as possible