Orm didn't believe she could ever lose Lingling, until well, she realised she was about to lose Lingling. A story with some angst, some humor and lots of love. I'll try to throw in here as much as I can! The usual disclaimer for everyone who enjoys reading LingOrm fanfic: This story is not real!! Please, let's ship mindfully and let's attempt to stay out of the psych ward. There might be references to actual events/situations that happened in real life, but again, this is all fiction. In reality, our girls are best buddies and we love them as they are, right?! This is my first attempt to write a fanfic, so please provide some feedback, if you find it rubbish don't feel shy and tell me, I will stop the writing and go back to quietly shipping *mindfully* between work breaks. English is not my first language, so my apologies for any potential mistake. Peace and Love Purple Fandom Jokers :)

Two people. One notebook. A love that defies time. When Orm moves into a quiet Bangkok condo to escape the noise of fame, she finds an old notebook tucked in a drawer. She writes in it on a whim. She doesn't expect a reply. But one comes, from Lingling, the woman who was supposed to be her co-star. A woman who should be dead. As notes cross timelines and hearts open, song by song, the two begin to fall for each other, without ever knowing they already had something real. Something stolen before it ever had a chance to begin. What if the love of your life fell for you.. after you were already gone? --- The usual disclaimer: The characters are obviously inspired by LingOrm, and there might be references to real-life events, but the story is purely fictional. English is not my first language, so my apologies for any potential mistakes. Peace and Love, JKRs :) PS: This story has a little.. magic. --- If you want to say hi, I'm on X: @yjkr94_LO

After two years of secretly being together, at the peak of their careers, Ling and Orm decided to pause their relationship, promising to pick things up when circumstances were more favourable. Ling moved to Hong Kong for a job that was supposed to keep her away from Thailand for six months. But when she returned, seven years had passed, and their lives had changed in ways they could have never imagined. Do they still care for one other? Will they find their way back? --- The usual disclaimer: The characters are obviously inspired by LingOrm, and there might be references to real-life events, but the story is purely fictional. This is the fruit of one of my dreams (yep, I actually dreamt about it. Those two are taking over my life-help). English is not my first language, so my apologies for any potential mistakes. Peace and Love, JKRs :)

Ling finally tried committing to something other than her career, the gym routine and a rotating roster of flings. She proposed. Her girlfriend laughed. Apparently, Ling's "I'm not a relationship person" reputation is harder to shake than she thought. Especially when her *actual* longest relationship is with her best friend, Orm, and the tiny child who bosses her around and claims "she's ours." Originally posted on my AO3 account. --- The usual disclaimer: The characters are obviously inspired by LingOrm, and there might be references to real-life events, but the story is purely fictional. English is not my first language, so my apologies for any potential mistakes. If you want to say hi, I'm on X: @yjkr94_LO Peace and Love, JKRs :)

Orm wasn't looking for anything serious when she swiped right. She definitely wasn't expecting Lingling sharp, confident, impossible to ignore. What started as late-night messages and easy conversation quickly turned into something else. Something neither of them wanted to name. But desire is easy. Feelings are not. THIS STORY IS ALSO POSTED ON AO3

Thailand's youngest Prime Minister, Lingling, has dedicated her life to politics, leaving no room for distractions. But a night in Paris with the world's most sought-after supermodel, Orm, threatens to unravel everything she's built.

Lingling stood near the doorway, hands shoved into the pockets of her worn leather jacket, her stomach twisted in knots as she watched Orm sitting at their small wooden dining table. It had once been their favorite place-where they'd shared lazy breakfasts, knees bumping together as they stole sips from each other's coffee.

As the cameras roll for the upcoming GL drama The Secret of Us, rising stars Lingling Kwong and Orm Kornnaphat are hailed as the perfect pair-flirty, affectionate, and magnetic both on-screen and online. But behind the filters and fan edits lies a bitter truth. Off-camera, Lingling is cold, dismissive, and secretly annoyed by Orm's clinginess and bubbly charm. With her influencer friends, she mocks the very closeness she fakes on set. Orm, meanwhile, believes their connection is real-until signs of betrayal begin to bleed into reality. As social media whispers, fan scrutiny intensifies, and trust shatters, the line between performance and truth disappears. When everything unravels, who will be left holding the pieces?

The Season We Fell Silent is a heart-wrenching sapphic drama about a crumbling marriage, a love that never left, and the silence that hid a dying truth. When Orm asks for a divorce, she doesn't know Ling is terminally ill and preparing to say goodbye. But as secrets unravel and love resurfaces, they must fight for a second chance... before time runs out.

Three years into a marriage arranged out of duty, Lingling continues to love Orm quietly, folding her affection into gentle acts of care. Orm, still chained to the memory of a past love, remains emotionally distant, treating Ling's devotion as background noise. Ling hides her longing behind silence, believing that patience might one day melt the ice between them. But when Orm returns home late one night, reeking of perfume that isn't hers, the truth Ling has refused to face begins to crumble her from the inside.