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Thai GL Dispatch | Issue 3 | Special Edition – NamtanFilm #NamtanFilm1stFMinHongKong by Jess Harley WLW Author
Dearest Reader,
In the grand theatre of Thai GL, few ships can orchestrate a public soft launch quite like NamtanFilm — and this weekend, they have gifted us a performance so tantalising that even my fainting couch has applied for overtime.
The overture began at the Airport, where keen-eyed devotees observed Namtan repeatedly fussing with Film’s clothing. Was this merely the work of a devoted stylist… or the most deliciously transparent excuse to touch her in public since the infamous “Let me fix your mic” incident? The verdict, dear reader, was unanimous: this was affection masquerading as practicality.
And just when the fandom’s collective heart rate had stabilised, Namtan herself — mistress of well-timed chaos — delivered a one-two blow via social media:
The Silhouette: The two of them, leaning together as the Hong Kong sun dipped into the horizon, shadows wrapped in gold. The scene was scored, I might add, to Adam Levine’s Lost Stars — a ballad so romantically blatant, my morning coffee required a fan.
The Cuddle: A fleeting clip, but enough to send group chats into all-caps pandemonium. Shoulders pressed. Heads nestled. The kind of casual intimacy that has launched a thousand edit videos and at least three premature wedding hashtags.
The fandom braced for Starry Night, wondering if anything could top such a prelude.
And oh, dear reader — it could.
At the fanmeet itself, Namtan bestowed upon Film a kiss to the cheek — and unlike previous occasions, she did not bolt in panic, but allowed the moment to land before retreating with a blush (and yes, she still bolted after, but we take our victories where we can).
The evening was littered with backhugs, as though personal space were a myth, and during the celebrity dance segment, Film began a sultry sway to Baby Tee. This proved too much for Namtan’s composure — she promptly stepped in front, staking her claim with the immortal words: “She is mine.”
And then, the pièce de résistance:
Standing before the Hong Kong crowd, Namtan gazed out at the glittering skyline and said, with the kind of offhand intimacy that can start wars, “The Hong Kong skyline is beautiful… I watched it from my bedroom with Nong Film.”
The audience erupted. Film blushed. Somewhere, an entire shipping fleet added “bedroom” to their search terms.
One must ask… is there something in the air in Hong Kong?
Whatever the cause, this was a performance of shipper dreams — equal parts romance, chaos, and territorial declarations — and we shall be dissecting it frame by frame for weeks to come.
Until the next scandalous scene, I remain,
Your devoted and delulu correspondent,
Miss Jess Harley
Formal Disclaimer
This Dispatch is intended for entertainment purposes only and is a work of satire and fandom commentary. All events described are fictionalized, exaggerated, and inspired by public appearances, shows, and online fandom activity related to Thai GL ships and actresses. This publication does not claim to represent the personal lives or intentions of any individuals mentioned.
With affection, admiration, and a heavy dose of delulu,
— Miss Jess Harley 🪶
About the author: Jess Harley is a sapphic author - for more check out her sapphic novels available on Amazon and Kindle.
More from Thai GL Dispatch is available on AO3 (Archive of Our Own)
In the grand theatre of Thai GL, few ships can orchestrate a public soft launch quite like NamtanFilm — and this weekend, they have gifted us a performance so tantalising that even my fainting couch has applied for overtime.
The overture began at the Airport, where keen-eyed devotees observed Namtan repeatedly fussing with Film’s clothing. Was this merely the work of a devoted stylist… or the most deliciously transparent excuse to touch her in public since the infamous “Let me fix your mic” incident? The verdict, dear reader, was unanimous: this was affection masquerading as practicality.
And just when the fandom’s collective heart rate had stabilised, Namtan herself — mistress of well-timed chaos — delivered a one-two blow via social media:
The Silhouette: The two of them, leaning together as the Hong Kong sun dipped into the horizon, shadows wrapped in gold. The scene was scored, I might add, to Adam Levine’s Lost Stars — a ballad so romantically blatant, my morning coffee required a fan.
The Cuddle: A fleeting clip, but enough to send group chats into all-caps pandemonium. Shoulders pressed. Heads nestled. The kind of casual intimacy that has launched a thousand edit videos and at least three premature wedding hashtags.
The fandom braced for Starry Night, wondering if anything could top such a prelude.
And oh, dear reader — it could.
At the fanmeet itself, Namtan bestowed upon Film a kiss to the cheek — and unlike previous occasions, she did not bolt in panic, but allowed the moment to land before retreating with a blush (and yes, she still bolted after, but we take our victories where we can).
The evening was littered with backhugs, as though personal space were a myth, and during the celebrity dance segment, Film began a sultry sway to Baby Tee. This proved too much for Namtan’s composure — she promptly stepped in front, staking her claim with the immortal words: “She is mine.”
And then, the pièce de résistance:
Standing before the Hong Kong crowd, Namtan gazed out at the glittering skyline and said, with the kind of offhand intimacy that can start wars, “The Hong Kong skyline is beautiful… I watched it from my bedroom with Nong Film.”
The audience erupted. Film blushed. Somewhere, an entire shipping fleet added “bedroom” to their search terms.
One must ask… is there something in the air in Hong Kong?
Whatever the cause, this was a performance of shipper dreams — equal parts romance, chaos, and territorial declarations — and we shall be dissecting it frame by frame for weeks to come.
Until the next scandalous scene, I remain,
Your devoted and delulu correspondent,
Miss Jess Harley
Formal Disclaimer
This Dispatch is intended for entertainment purposes only and is a work of satire and fandom commentary. All events described are fictionalized, exaggerated, and inspired by public appearances, shows, and online fandom activity related to Thai GL ships and actresses. This publication does not claim to represent the personal lives or intentions of any individuals mentioned.
With affection, admiration, and a heavy dose of delulu,
— Miss Jess Harley 🪶
About the author: Jess Harley is a sapphic author - for more check out her sapphic novels available on Amazon and Kindle.
More from Thai GL Dispatch is available on AO3 (Archive of Our Own)
