Flaca Stories

Some related, some unrelated stories, all connected to music. 1: They were driving in the night. And then suddenly... and then, the light just didn't go out. Inspired by the Smiths' song.

Cette histoire débute avec la séparation de Flaca et Maritza, inspiré de la fin du dernier épisode de la saison 5 de OITNB. Je n'en dirai pas plus, découvrez de vous même.

First time writing! I'll be adding more gradually, a beautiful yet sad start to a beautiful love of Maritza and Flaca

What happens after Maritza and Flaca get separated?

a story about the daily life at the prison of litchfield, focussing on marisol "flaca" gonzalez, maritza ramos and ouija aziza. a story about friendship, love, regrets and forgiveness. (this is an oitnb fanfiction and i will write about all the inmates, but the main story tells about marisol "flaca" gonzalez, maritza ramos and ouija aziza.)

Maritza liked a mystery in the right context. But this was not it, and she was not amused.

I'm using on the recent abuse Maritza faces from CO Humphs in season 4 of OITNB. Plus a few made up scenes to spice it up a little. Mostly Maritza whilst she's vulnerable and the other Latinas looking out for her.

Flaca and Maritza are best friends. What gonna happen when they go together on a school camp?

DISCONTINUED "I just want someone to assure me everyday that I'm enough you know, to know that I mean something to someone, like to feel wanted or something. But that makes me sound needy" Maritza says after letting out a long breath, first she was looking at Flaca but after a while she felt butterflies about to come out of her mouth so she decided it was for the best to avoid the tall woman's brown orbs "what's wrong with being needy? that's cute" Flaca says scoffing "some see it as clingy? they don't understand the difference between wanting the attention and compliments and actually needing to be someone's priority and needing to be complimented cause you're falling apart and no one seems to notice. They don't understand why people like me get jealous, it's not cause we want them for ourselves I mean we do but more than that we just feel continuously threatened by anyone who goes near them cause in our heads we're not enough for them and we'll never be enough" Maritza explains her voice breaking multiple times covering her face with her hands, Flaca laid there dumbfounded she didn't know what to say. She didn't know how to make the small girl feel better and that pained her, so she said something she never thought she would say to her "can I hug you?"

It all started with a simple Instagram message... and ended with words that shattered my soul. She was a quiet girl learning a new language in a new world. He was the boy who wasn't supposed to care but somehow, did. This is a bittersweet true story about love that bloomed between two people divided by culture, language, and timing. A story about the kindest heartbreak, the deepest confusion, and the pain of losing someone who once called you "mi flaca bonita." Based on real memories, this book is raw, honest, and deeply personal. Because sometimes... love is not enough to stay.

short story of the day after Maritza and Flaca shared a drunken kiss in the kitchen but how do the girls really feel?

After months of being apart from her family, maritza arrives at their prison. Would the things be the same?

Just a bunch of Flaritza one shot.

Ventajas de ser flaca y desventajas de ser un palo. Lo digo por experiencia personal y con ayuda de mi mejora @Kim_HyunLiX No es con intención de ofender a nadie,recuerda que eres hermosa así como eres. ERES UNA MALDITA DIOSA NADIE TE LLEGA A LOS TALONES. ERES UNA PUTA REYNA.

What happens to Flaca and Maritza after the end of season 5.

Can Flaca & Maritza save themselves through tough obstacles?

Flaca will do anything to find Maritza after she gets deported to Colombia.///very emo

Una historia basada en hechos reales.

Enter a world of mystery, fun, queens and mistresses, and possibly romance and... stuff.

An unforgettable weekend in Vegas for Flaritza and friends.