From the moment they met at seven, Lalina was an inescapable force in Miu's world. Lalina's affection was a relentless, suffocating presence. For Miu, it wasn't love; it felt like a leash, a cage woven from constant affection that sought to keep her tethered, to define her space. Lalina's every "Did you eat? Are you going out? How was your day?" wasn't just pestering; it was a constant, insistent claim on Miu's existence, leaving her feeling confined and restless, longing for a freedom she couldn't quite articulate. Miu's own heart remained aloof, actively resisting the vibrant, overwhelming intensity of Lalina. Then, Lalina left. To London. And with her departure, the suffocating presence vanished. The relentless texts, the spontaneous visits, and the insistent questions - all ceased. The constant affection that had once felt like a chain was suddenly gone, replaced by an unnerving, echoing silence. It was in this stark, unexpected void that Miu's world tilted. The absence wasn't just physical; it was a profound emptiness where a specific, irreplaceable pressure used to be. Each quiet meal, every solitary moment, every decision made without an insistent voice in her ear, felt less like freedom and more like desolation. Miu found herself longing for the very "leash" she had once resented, for the constant affection that, in its absence, revealed itself not as a cage, but as a vibrant, undeniable thread that had anchored her to life. This is the story of a love discovered only through its agonizing loss. It follows Miu as she grapples with the devastating realization that the intense, unwavering heart she had once perceived as a burden was, in fact, the essential, vibrant core of her existence. Thousands of miles apart, as Miu finally understands the true meaning of Lalina's constant affection, the question remains: Can she bridge the chasm between them, or will the painful ache of Lalina's absence be all that remains?

Amé a Becky sin que ella lo supiera, convencida de que podía soportarlo... hasta que el mundo se acabó. Entre sangre, gritos y pasillos infestados de zombis, descubrí que ella no era solo alguien a quien proteger... Era mi razón para seguir viva. 📌 Inspirada en la serie de Netflix "Estamos muertos", con los cambios necesarios para adaptarla. La relación FreenBecky está inspirada en Cheong-san y Nam On-jo. ::::: ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ::::: ⚠️ Trigger Warning: Este fanfic tiene contenido explícito de mundo apocalíptico zombie (sangre, violencia, etc). A futuro, la trama también incluirá varias escenas sexuales +18.

Quien diría que todo cambiaria en la vida de Rebecca por una fiesta de disfraces... Una fiesta que ocurrió hace seis años... Rebecca Armstrong empezó su carrera profesional como Chef pero con el paso de los años, mucho esfuerzo y trabajo logro convertirse en una empresaria gastronómica reconocida por la calidad de sus productos. Sarocha Chankimha dueña de una empresa exportadora. Algo que le tomo su tiempo, pero logro convertirla en la mejor del paìs. Tenia el éxito que siempre quiso, veía su sueño realizado, pero algo le faltaba, algo que la atormentaba de cierta manera. Aquella fiesta de disfraces cambio su vida, sin ella aun saberlo. Esa fiesta se repetía en su mente, ese recuerdo siempre regresaba, ese hermoso recuerdo donde le hizo el amor a la esposa de su ex-amiga. Aquella mujer de la cual siempre estuvo enamorada. Aquella que le robo el corazon cuando la vio por primera vez el primer día de universidad. Y a quien tuvo que renunciar, ya que el destino hizo de las suyas y aquella chica se caso con quien en ese entonces era su mejor amiga.... Esta es una historia donde habrán personajes G!p. Sarocha Chankimha G!P Friend Torfan G!P

Freen está comprometida con su amor de secundaria, Billy. Con su boda a 3 meses, Freen comienza a estresarse, presionando su relación y estando además en un punto muerto de su trabajo. Su amiga Looknam le recomienda buscar consejos de su sexóloga y terapeuta de parejas: Rebecca Armstrong. ⚠️ Esta es una versión FreenBecky hecha sin ningún fin de lucro. La historia original le pertenece a 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞-𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 (usuario de fanfiction.net)

Freen Sarocha una actriz famosa patea traseros de cara al público pero con un lado más melancolico-patoso cuando está fuera de escena. Rebecca Armstrong, una joven artista que aspira a ser una gran pintora. Las dos viven en escenarios completamente distintos, sus vidas son totalmente incompatibles, no tienen nada en común excepto una cosa, el Internet. Esta historia no me pertenece. es una adaptación a Freenbecky, créditos a quien corresponda

Rebbeca Armstrong tinha apenas seis anos quando seus pais decidiram tirar as tão famosas férias em família. Iriam para a Tailândia, porém, o destino lhes foi cruel, causando o choque de um caminhão desgovernado contra o carro onde estavam durante o caminho para o aeroporto. Os olhos castanhos só se abrem quatorze anos depois daquela tragédia, e ela se encontra em uma cama de hospital, sem nenhum arranhão. Becky teria que aprender a lidar com a vida adulta, contudo sua mentalidade estava estacada em seus seis anos. Conseguiria ela lidar com tanta pressão? Fic adaptada autora original: @JulieteBs iniciada: 04/03/2023 finalizada:

Freen e Becky são casadas e felizes, morando com o seu filho Bonbon. Mas as coisas ficam complicadas quando Becky descobre sobre Freen e sua outra mulher. "Eu não sou o suficiente?" "Não é você, sou eu." (Adaptação e tradução)

Freen sarocha chankimha who's in school, loves shooting and is in cheer team. she's the queen bee of the school Lives with her father as her mother passed away when she was 13 months old Becky Armstrong who's in the same school as freen, is not so popular. has two friends Nop and Yuki. Becky used to hate freen but what made Becky fall for her? they meet eachother in lots of circumstances... becky's mom asked to take care of Freen by her Father turns out they go to the same school will they be able to befriend eachother? where will their feelings lead them? (#525 in girlxgirl - 29-05-23) (#54 in girlxgirl - 01-06-2023) * A freen becky converted fanfic i don't own the story i just converted it into freen becky *

Hi, guys! This is a converted story. The freenbecky pic in the cover inspired me to rewrite this amazing story. All credits go to the author, esdiferente. If you don't like converted stories, please don't read it. But if you do, please enjoy! :) Oh, I changed the title and the cover photo from the first one I posted 'cause I think it suits the story better. Anyway, let's start. Former British Army sergeant Freen Sarocha has been given the responsibility to safeguard the life of Rebecca Armstrong, an attractive, self-sufficient arms trader who is constantly in danger due to the risky nature of her profession. Freen's main priority is to stay by her side in order to ensure her safety, however, this proximity may also ignite the simmering attraction between them, potentially leading to a fiery outburst of passion at any given moment.

Freen tiene una nueva compañera de piso. No es que le agrade la idea, de hecho no lo hace para nada, menos cuando esta nueva chica le sacudirá el suelo con su personalidad y belleza. Pero a pesar de lo irritable que se vuelve el ambiente con la llegada de Becky, Freen será cautivada al instante, aunque para desgracia de Freen, ella no parece estar interesada en lo más mínimo, al contrario, cree que Becky solo quiere jugar con ella y no de la forma que le gustaría. Freen tiene experiencia con ese tipo de chicas y a pesar de que prefería mantenerse alejada, Becky la atraerá con fuerza y la obligará a querer conocerla mejor. ¿Será Freen lo bastante inteligente para mantenerse a raya y evitarse un corazón roto? ¿o sucumbirá a sus impulsos? o más importante aún... ¿Hará que su compañera lo haga?