Tác giả: Thời Thiên Từ Trong fic này mặc dù Becky lớn tuổi hơn Freen nhưng là Bột tôm nên mình sẽ đặt xưng hô cho Becky là nàng, Freen là cô. Đại đại vậy nhen, tại au thích. Kkk. Còn bạn nào thấy hơi ngược khó đọc thì tự đổi vai vế nha. Văn án:

[The Chankimhas #2] (it's a multiverse story) The princess is not supposed to dethrone the Queen.

A marriage formed by circumstances, not choice. Two women sharing a life without sharing names, moving through the same space as strangers. This is a story about time, silence and what slowly grows in the spaces between them. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Please note: It's all fiction. It's a WLW story. Strictly, NO GIP❌ content, I never write that.

Freen, an astronomer, has always found solace in the stars. A prodigy who finished her Master degree by 24, also teaches part-time at her alma mater, Chulalongkorn University. Orphaned young and having lost her beloved aunt seven years ago, Freen lives a life shaped by quiet routines and empty rooms, where her telescope is her only constant companion. Her one true warmth comes from the local orphanage, where she volunteers to fill the silent spaces in her heart. Rebecca, diagnosed with Asperger Syndrome, finds her entire universe not in the sky, but in the machines that conquer it. Aeroplanes are her world - their engines, models, wingspans, histories, even the aircraft used in the world wars. Her vast knowledge and intense fascination with aviation are her primary ways of understanding and connecting with the world. Raised by orphanage owners Dion and Helena Armstrong, Rebecca lost her mother a decade ago and now navigates life under the gentle care of her father, Dion. One day, during her usual visit to the orphanage, Dion asked Freen for a favour - one that would change her life forever. P/s: Asperger's Syndrome, a form of Autism Spectrum Disorder, is a developmental disorder. People who have this type of ASD tend to have a hard time relating to others socially. They may stick to a very specific routine and have a narrow set of interests. Although the term Asperger's isn't an official diagnosis anymore, some people still use the term to describe autistic people who are "high-functioning" or who have low support needs.

Tại sao chị lại đi yêu cái đồ ngốc nhà em chứ ??????? Tác giả : stupdicow_

Freen Sarocha Chankimha and Rebecca Armstrong are soulmates-and married. Yet, there is no love between them. Forced into marriage by their families and the rigid rules of society, they have been living a lie, trapped in a web of duty and expectations. Rebecca has always been in love with her best friend Irin, who seemed to return her feelings-or so she believed. Freen, an omega wolf with a quiet strength and a touch of masculinity, has loved Rebecca from the very beginning, long before they even discovered they were fated mates. But Rebecca's constant rejection of both her and their bond is slowly destroying her. After four years of a hollow marriage, Freen's body and spirit are nearing their breaking point. With an omega who is fading fast, will Rebecca finally let go of the illusions she's been clinging to and open her heart? Or will Freen be forced to save herself by walking away from the pain of a love that was never returned? Perhaps this time, the Moon Goddess made a mistake. For how can fire and water ever blend, when one is destined to consume the other? ⚠️this story is not mine, I just adapted it to Beckfreen fanfic credit goes to original author @TaeTanGukks⚠️ ⚠️BECKY G!P⚠️

Freen is a rising UFC middleweight champion, focused on winning the biggest fight of her career. But everything changes when she crosses paths with her ex-girlfriend, Rebecca-the woman who she loves heartily. Their breakup was messy, triggered by a dark falling out between Freen and her closest friends, Richie. As the fight draws near, buried secrets begin to surface. With emotions high and trust on the line, she must face not only her rival in the cage but the painful past that still haunts her. Some fights are bigger than titles. Some wounds cut deeper than fists. Genre : Friendship, romance (GIP)

The tale of an Omega's misery and a Trueblood's downfall. Rebecca always thought that having a mate was beautiful - someone who would love her with all their heart and soul, who would see her as a blessing and make her the happiest. Then why does her mate hate her so much? Why doesn't she love her, cherish her? How could the one who gave her the greatest blessing also be the one to wound her so deeply - so much that she isn't sure she'll ever forgive her? This story is not mine, I just adapted it freenbecky fanfic credits goes to original author @project56 Omegaverse FREEN G!P

Freen and Becky have been best friends for as long as they can remember. They grew up next door to each other, went to school together, shared almost everything, and became so close that neither of them could imagine life without the other. To Freen, Becky is simply her best friend. The person who always saves her a seat, worries when she gets home late, steals food from her plate, argues with her over stupid things, and somehow always knows when something is wrong. And to Becky? Well... Freen is Freen. Everything between them has always been normal. At least, that's what they thought. Until Heng comes along. When Freen starts spending more time with him, Becky suddenly isn't acting like herself. She's annoyed when his name comes up, finds something wrong with practically everything he does, and seems determined to remind Freen that she doesn't trust him. Becky calls it being protective. Freen isn't so sure. Because best friends are supposed to want each other to be happy... right? So why does Becky look at her differently whenever Heng is around? Why does every conversation about him turn into an argument? And why does the thought of Freen falling in love with someone else seem to bother Becky more than she's willing to admit? Maybe some feelings don't appear overnight. Maybe they've been there all along. Hidden underneath years of friendship, inside jokes, stupid arguments, late-night conversations, and all those little things neither of them ever thought meant anything. Sometimes the hardest person to fall in love with... is the person you've spent your whole life calling your best friend.