The rhythmic thud of pads and the sharp snap of kicks echoed through the humid gym air. Rebecca "The Rocket" Armstrong focused on her shin guards, familiar armor for the dance of eight limbs. Across the matted floor, Freen "The Fury" Sarocha moved with a fluid power that spoke of countless hours honing her devastating strikes. Their rivalry in the kickboxing circuit was legendary, Becky's lightning-fast combinations against Freen's bone-jarring power kicks. Their press conferences were battlegrounds of witty (and sometimes barbed) remarks. Becky recalled a particularly tense staredown after a weigh-in, the air thick with mutual challenge. But lately, a subtle shift had occurred. A lingering glance during training at a shared facility, a flicker of something unexpected beneath the competitive fire. As they both geared up for their next pivotal matches, unknowingly on a collision course, neither Rebecca nor Freen anticipated that their fiercest fight wouldn't be for championship glory, but for a surprising connection blooming amidst the sweats and strikes!

A quiet distance holds more than memories. As old wounds linger and new beginnings stir beneath the surface, the past and future collide. In the midst of separation, they must face what's left unsaid, and what's about to change, before they discover if love still remains.

Captain Freen Sarocha Chankimha has navigated war zones, dismantled weapons networks, and survived things most people can't imagine. But nothing in her training prepared her for this - walking into a law firm in a blazer, pretending to be a junior associate, and protecting a woman who doesn't know she needs protecting. Her mission is simple: keep Rebecca Armstrong alive long enough to finish prosecuting the most dangerous arms dealer in Thailand. The threat is real. The enemy is inside the very institution Freen serves. And her cover - planted by the one person Becky trusts most - has to hold until the trial is over. The problem is Becky Armstrong. Sharp, fearless, brilliant in ways that make Freen forget to monitor exits. The closer Freen gets, the harder it becomes to remember where the mission ends and something far more dangerous begins. Because falling for the woman you're lying to every single day? That's not in any mission brief. She was sent to protect her. She never planned to love her. 🖤 Original Story! ✍️

She smiled at someone and tilted her head in that way she always does in interviews and music videos and whatever-the way that makes it impossible to look away. I was absolutely mesmerized by her. And it was stupid, so so stupid. She was just looking around, just existing, and I? I was fighting for dear life a few meters away. But, could you blame me? What are even the chances, the face of the campaign to be, Sabrina. Fucking. Carpenter. . . . When y/n, a rich fangirl, meets her obsession in real life, her world takes a completely unexpected turn. But will it worth it?

What if someone create a weapon by using the first vampire king and first werewolf queen. And created a hybrid the first and last of it's kind but before anything could happen one of the people in charge ran away with the baby while destroying all evidence, people involved and themselves. The baby was then adopted by a human family.

They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

Being genderqueer/fluid

Everyone's heard of the story and legend of Ben Tennyson and on how he saved the universe countless of times. But what if there was another? Another Hero. What if there was another wielder of an Omnitrix Variant? This is story about eleven-year-old child named Adam Arius, best friend of Ben Tennyson, who became the universe's Second Hero. ------------------------------------------------------------ Disclaimers: 1. Ben 10 does not belong to me. It is from the group known as "Man of Action" 2. Pictures, GIFs and Videos used in the making of this story belongs to their respective owners. So, give them the credit not me.

Lost, disguised, and in total chaos - a wild ride inspired by ( Movie) Chennai Express !

"I mean, you like wearing my panties, you must be a little bit of a slut. I'm sure you'd love to wear bras, miniskirts, dresses, heels, and makeup too." "Luna! No way." "Hey, if you steal something of mine, you're gonna have to suffer the consequences, babe."