Chiquita Stories

Hey you, my best Mother and Sugar Mommy -R

When 19 year old Ahyeon comes home hoping for a quiet night, the last thing she expects is a runaway princess sitting on her bed. After a coup erupts during Princess Pharita Boonpakdeethaveeyod's coronation, Ahyeon's mother, Jennie, an undercover UN operative, whisks the exiled royal to Seoul for protection. Now Ahyeon's peaceful life is over, replaced by secret missions, political chaos, and an infuriatingly beautiful princess who keeps turning her world upside down. Princess Protection Program AU Tomboy Ahyeon x Princess Pharita

When Asa was eight, she saw Chiquita among the palace servants. A trembling child with eyes too soft for her world and said: "Mother, Father, I want that thing." And because no one says no to a princess, Chiquita became hers. Now they are teens. Asa is the jewel of the crown Flawless, frightening, and unpredictable. And Chiquita is her shadow. What began as childish ownership has rotted into something intimate, dangerous, and undeniable. Asa's obsession burns like incense. Sweet. Suffocating. And Chiquita? She's drowning in a feeling she swore she'd bury beneath her apron. The kingdom sees perfection. The servants whisper madness. Only Chiquita knows the truth. That the princess's love is a cage lined with velvet.

Chika Alesya, seorang gadis yang awalnya menjalani kisah cinta manis bersama Kael-lelaki populer di sekolahnya-harus menghadapi kenyataan pahit ketika hubungan itu perlahan berubah menjadi toxic. Kael yang dulu hangat kini menjelma menjadi sosok posesif, sensitif, kasar, dan playboy. Chika bertahan, bukan karena bahagia, tapi karena melepaskan terasa jauh lebih sulit daripada bertahan Segalanya berubah ketika Chika bertemu Kean Dirgantara, lelaki tinggi dan pendiam yang secara tak sengaja menemukan Chika menangis sendirian di lorong sekolah yang sunyi. Tanpa tahu masalah apa pun, Kean memilih menemani Chika hingga tangisnya reda. Pertemuan rahasia itu menjadi awal dari ikatan yang pelan-pelan tumbuh, dimulai dari pertemanan canggung, obrolan sederhana, hingga rasa nyaman yang tak terucap.

Antara ketua pengawas yang disiplin dan murid paling bandel, siapa duluan yang jatuh hati?

Cuma tentang satu circle ngga berguna dari sederetan circle keren di SMA Castor. Isinya dua belas orang dari kelas belakang. Banyak, memang. Cukup membuat riuh kantin belakang barisan ujung yang menjadi tempat satu-satunya mereka berkumpul. Semuanya bermula dari kebiasaan telat masuk sekolah. Berkali-kali mereka lakukan tanpa sengaja sampai kenal satu sama lain. Kompak, dan menjadi buruan para guru-guru. Nakal, tapi asik. Kalau kata orang-orang, "emang bisa cewek sama cowok temenan deket?" dan mereka jawab, "BISA!" dengan lantang. Bisa gila, maksudnya. "Mau gila bareng kita?" tawar Keonho tengil. Ruka menjitak dahinya. "Yang waras, De!"

No descriptions.... Just read my dears

The hospital was clean, clear, it didn't looked abandoned It looked like the hospital had paused The hospital was clean. Too clean for a place that was supposed to be forgotten. Dust did not cling to the corners. Windows were intact, reflecting the sky without distortion. The floors gleamed faintly beneath the light, as if someone had just finished mopping and stepped away for only a moment. It didn't look abandoned. It looked paused. Time had stopped here, mid-breath. Notices still hung on the walls. Pens rested beside clipboards. A wheelchair stood by the elevator, angled like someone meant to come back for it. But no one ever did. The doors never locked. The lights never fully turned off. And the silence inside the hospital was not empty-it was waiting. Waiting for footsteps. Waiting for names. Waiting for the ones who never truly left. Some places are abandoned. Others remember.

"𝙄𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧?" 𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒌@𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

Be my lolipop, honey -A ࣪ ִֶָ☾. BABY RORA • Asa on top

They said violence never came without warning. That was a lie. Sometimes it arrived quietly- in school bells, unfinished homework, shared lunches, and laughter that felt permanent. Sometimes it waited. The building stood still in the dark, lights humming faintly overhead. A drop of blood slid across the concrete floor, slow and deliberate, like time itself was hesitating. Someone was breathing hard. "Please," a voice whispered. "You don't have to do this." Footsteps echoed closer. Calm. Unhurried. "You're right," another voice replied softly. "We don't." A pause. Then a gun cocked. "But we will." The shot rang out, sharp and final. Far away, in a place that still believed in ordinary days, a school bell rang-signaling the end of class. Students poured into hallways, unaware that somewhere, a line had been crossed. And once crossed- there was no going back.

One thought she was unworthy to be loved, the other didn't know how to love

Rora has always been pretty, even as a child. she grew up praised by all for her beauty, however one person finds her beauty aggravating and that is her bully, popular girl enami asa who hates that she loves rora, you could say shes internally homophobic. So what is to happen when Roras best friend chiquita dares them to something that forever changes everything...

Asa, the daughter of Jennie Kim, a worldwide singer and independent model. Chiquita, the daughter of Lalisa Manoban, a worldwide dancer. ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ ---- ~ --- Forced to live under the same roof, forced to attend the same school, forced to be 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. "ฉันเกลียดคุณ แต่โปรดอย่าไปไหนเลย." (I hate you but don't go away.) "𝑱𝒆 𝒏'𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒓é𝒗𝒖 𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆 ç𝒂, 𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓." (I had no intention of doing that, my love.) A multitude of emotions, thoughts and actions. Hate is present but perhaps it belongs to the past? -It's like cheating on your diet. For your body it felt right. For your mind it didn't. --------------- ⋆ It's my first time writting and english is not my native language. I apologise for my grammar mistakes. Feel free to comment and share your thoughts with me about this fanfic ღ

Chaotic baemon... Enoy!

Mereka lahir dari orang tua yang sama, tapi hidup dalam dunia yang berbeda. Satu bertahan dengan cinta, satu hidup dengan benci. Dan di antara mereka, ada jarak yang tak pernah berani disebutkan namanya.

While journeying to uncover her true self, a young woman encountered another who had abandoned her own quest to explore the world. Intertwined fates of two girls-will their paths cross once more in this lifetime?

-Tengo una idea -¿Cual? -Salgamos

Chiquita is only four years old. At home, Chiquita has started throwing tantrums that don't feel normal. She refuses to sleep alone. She clings to Asa one minute and completely shuts Rora out the next. At school? She's pushing kids. Biting. Screaming when someone touches her backpack. Sitting in the corner instead of playing with the others. Rora and Asa know their daughter. And this isn't her. Something changed. With worried whispers after bedtime and tense meetings in tiny plastic chairs at preschool, Rora and her wife Asa are determined to figure out what's happening to their little girl... before whatever is hurting her leaves a scar too big for someone so small. Thank you @IMADDRACTIVE for this awesome (and low-key stressful) idea!!!!

| 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙁𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨, 𝘿𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 | Two people. Two lonely souls. Two different paths - tightly intertwined into one story. --- 𝗥𝗢𝗥𝗔 Rora - the princess of illegal street racing. Influential. Powerful. She has connections everywhere - the kind that keep her name untouchable on the track. Everyone respects her, admires her. Her father was deep in the racing world too, tangled in crime. She inherited more than just his name. She owns a massive fighting arena on the outskirts of Seoul - a place she bought from him. A place where people live, work, and bleed for a chance at something more. But lately? Rora hasn't set foot there in a while... and in her absence, someone's been watching. Someone's been waiting. For the first time in years, Rora has enemies. 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗧𝗔 Chiquita - the arena's legend. Cold. Fierce. Beautiful. Her favorite pastime? Wiping that smug grin off some overconfident bastard's face - watching it twist into something pitiful, something almost... puppy-like. Strong. Sexy. And carrying a weight on her heart that just won't lift. Everything changed when her brother disappeared. She changed. Every clue pointed to the princess of the streets. And Rora? She stopped paying her dues. The arena - once a symbol of power - started rotting from the inside. Years of loyalty, years of blood, meant nothing. Chiquita made a vow: find her brother. Avenge him. No matter the cost. --- But Rora... Rora might have other plans. Because little by little, the girl Chiquita wanted to choke... becomes the girl she can't stop thinking about.